#devon house ice cream

[djladydior]

[novascharms]

teach please me — tutor!reader x soccer player!rafe

reader's life is meticulously planned, from high school to becoming president of the country—she knows exactly where she's headed and every step to get there. but her airtight plan hits a snag when the principal ropes her into tutoring rafe cameron, the school’s star soccer player, who’s failing algebra and at risk of being benched next season. the team needs him on the field, and reader needs the principal’s glowing recommendation to secure her spot at her dream school. balancing her ambitious goals with rafe’s chaotic charm might just throw her perfectly crafted plan off track.

a.n — double update cause it's a short one + apology for the contents of this chapter word count — 1.4 chapter index — prev. chap. — next chap. masterlist

seven

wednesday, january 29th

"no, i'm telling you, it's real! i read about it." devon pulls on hazel's arms as the four of you walk toward your school building. "someone talking about it in a tiktok video is not reading about it, devon." ivy laughs and devon shoves her to the side. "you believe me, right, y/n?" she turns to you and you're in this weird inbetween place where you can hear them, sort of but your mind is also in a million other places so you don't immediately answer.

"hey?" hazel rests an arm on your shoulder which halts you, "hm?" you ask and look at your three very concerned best friends. "you know we don't have to go, right? we can just..go to my house, get all the strawberry ice cream from the freezer and have a long discussion about ..cryptozoology. devon can tell us about that time she saw the loch ness monster again." she says and you smile when devon mutters something about her experience being 100% real.

"you have a perfect attendance, hazel. we are not going to tarnish that for..a boy. i'm okay." you try to sound convincing, try to convince yourself even because really, it shouldn't suck as much as it does. you knew that rafe somehow reciprocating your crush was wishful thinking. it was stupid to ever even entertain or let the idea play in your mind.

you'd had crushes before, even kissed two guys. once when you were fourteen and once when you were fifteen but looking at them never felt the same way as looking at rafe and you had never even come close to kissing him.

"but—"

"no. let's go." you force the three girls forward. you were first in your class, first in your entire grade, you singlehandedly organise almost every major and minor event at this school, you process all the complaints and changes students want almost weekly, you help your parents at home, you work at a bakery on saturdays, you volunteer on sundays. you are resilient and capable and rafe cameron is not going to bat his eyelashes and break you in one month of knowing him. it just wasn't going to happen. it couldn't.

you could avoid him, you think as you walk into the school building. right? this school was fairly big and truth be told, before you started tutoring, rafe didn't really stand out to you. things could go back to that time. they had too.

the first four hours went perfectly. you passed by the office and helped sandy with some paperwork until class started, then you went to class and were able to avoid him during the break as well.

you got nervous when lunchtime came around. you and your friends usually stayed in school during lunch which meant rafe could just walk up to you in the cafeteria but there were other places you could go. you could go to the green spaces or the common area. maybe even the bleachers in the basketball court though you never really liked the smell in there.

you eventually chose the green space. it was quiet and calm, just what you needed. you and your friends sat down and when you open your bag you realise you left your lunch in your locker. "i left my lunch in my locker, i'll be right back." you tell them and fish your key out of your bag before making your way out of the green space and down the stairs.

when you made it to the second floor, you walked to your locker, keys jiggling in your hands. "y/n?" your heart stopped at the sound of his voice, and the natural course of action when someone called your name was to stop or at least turn but you just kept walking. "uh huh?" you answered.

"hey, hold on!" he called and you heard him start to jog. you start to walk faster. "i..uhh am kinda in a hurry!"

"just wait." he grabs your wrist and whips you around. he looks unjustifiable good again. you force yourself to not make eye contact. "yes, rafe?" you find yourself saying in the most passive tone and his gaze lingers, filled with worry. "what happened yesterday? i texted you like ten times." he's visibly upset—crease between his brows, soft searching eyes boring it yours and it makes you upset and now you want to pinch yourself for being upset because you've created some kind of fucked up parasocial relationship with a guy who has no real interest in you.

"i..just wanted to go home. so, i went home." is the only thing you can come up with. it's technically the truth too. you pull your wrist away from his hand and he watches the action with a pained expression. "did something happen while i was gone? why didn't you come to me? i was going to take you home."

you shake your head nonchalantly dismissing him, "it's fine. i like walking, i barely exercise so i need it. it's absolutely fine." you're already turning around to find your locker but he's grabbing your wrist again, "why are you acting like this?" he's frustrated with you. you understand. you're acting different but you're frustrated with him too. even if you don't necessarily have the right to be. "you know i'm not that smart so stop playing fucking mind games with me."

you frown at his tone but also his choice of words. "you are smart, rafe. you're very smart." you correct, not liking it when he belittled himself. him not believing he was capable or smart was the whole reason he needed tutoring in the first place.

"yet i can't piece together why you're mad at me." he says, his tone displeased and you shake your head, finding his eyes. you find yourself wanting to appease him, wanting to make him feel better. you hate that he's upset, it coils something deep inside of you. "i am not mad. i'm not upset, i just..i didn't want to—" it was baffling how much you struggled to come up with a lie. you weren't a liar, okay? "i-i saw you, i saw..that you were, you were.. and i j-just—" you stammered and threw your head back in frustration.

he stared at you, eyes wide and expecting. "you just..what? how am i meant to fix it if you won't tell me what's wrong?"

"you haven't done anything wrong; if anything it's me. i—"

"you what? you didn't have fun? did someone hurt you?"

"no one did anything." you murmur and it seems to be what pushes him over the edge, "then what's wrong?" he snaps, his apparent annoyance bursting at the seams.

"nothing is wrong. there is nothing to fix, i just wanted to go home so i went home!" you yelled suddenly and rafe along with the couple of people still in the hallway stared at you in what could only be describe as utter surprise. "sorry..i'm sorry." you tried to collect whatever pride you still had and turned on your heel abandoning your food completely.

it started slowly. just slow breaths as you walked up the stairs, then that pit in your throat when you were on the third floor, followed by tears in your eyes that you were frantically trying to blink away on the fourth floor, and when you finally made it to green space, the tears were streaming down your cheeks and hazel was already standing up before you'd even made it to the table. "oh, no, sweetheart," she's pulling you in your arms and the dam just breaks and you're letting out everything you'd been holding in since that stupid bonfire. "it's okay, i'm so sorry, you're okay." her comforting whispers and gentle kisses are muffled and overshadowed by the way you're crying in her arms.

you feel ivy and devon's hands on your back, rubbing slow circles, "we got you," you feel a warm hug from behind and one on the side. you're completely cooped up, unable to even see anymore light, just little cracks. either way your vision is blurry with tears. "i w-wanna go h-home.." you hiccup in hazel's neck and you can feel her nodding. "we'll go home. we're going home."

hazel's parents are surprised to see the four of you home but when they see which state you're in, they barely question it. her mom orders take out, the junkiest junk food they can find, she calls your mom to tell her where you are, you pile onto the couch and they don't mention rafe once. you have a six-hour-long discussion about cryptozoology and the science behind mythical creatures.

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[angellovesravon222]

"Love me a big booty bitch..."

Big booty activities can be a pain in the ass... Literally.

The party itself was lame, cheap ass drinks and wanna be thugs smoking on the couch, nonchalant guys in the corners of the room getting the attention of the all the girls that dare waste their time on a guy like that.

M/n didn't even wanna come, he just came for food and drinks, maybe a hookup if he was feeling it.

Now M/n was a decent looking guy, he was pretty attractive for a little gay boy, as his friends would say.

You sighed as he wandered around the house, making his way to the large kitchen. The whole house smelt rank as fuck and he just needed a drink and some fresh air.

You didn't usually wear anything skimpy, but why not try and get out of your comfort zone? It's Halloween for fucks sake! But even if you wanted to, you were extremely lazy. It was a party, why put so much work into your looks when it'll be hot, sweaty and packed in the house.

You walked into the empty kitchen, the only thing there being pizza boxes, packs of beer, and his sister making out with some random girl he's never seen before.

At least she was having fun.

You grabbed a few beers before exiting the crowded house, leaving through the backdoor and making his way to the side of the house where nobody else dared to go.

M/n huffed as he walked through the grass, turning around the house only to be face to face with... A druggie?

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M/n let out a soft gasp as he stepped back to get a good look at the man. He wore all black clothes, like, literally all black. His jeans were baggy and black, he wore black air forces, his hoodie was black too! Safe to say he really liked the color black...!

He had a septum along with an eyebrow piercing, all in silver. It suited him quite well to be honest. His skin was as dark as chocolate, smooth shiny skin like a melted chocolate scoop of ice cream from Baskin robins.

He smelt like weed and a strong cologne, so strong it almost repulsed M/n. "Shit, sorry I didn't know someone was here... Can I chill here for a sec?" Ángel spoke softly as he swallowed the lump in his throat as he looked up to the man.

The boy only looked down at him, the cigarette in his hand clearly finished.. "I don't care." He said as he flicked the cigarette in the lawn before pulling out another, lighting it up.

"okay...?" M/n only sighed silently as he at beside the mystery guy.

M/n didn't bother looking at the guy, simply popping open a beer and looking out into the garden Infront of them. It was pretty calm and peaceful compared to the party inside.

The man beside him slid down the wall, settling to sit down next to M/n.

"beer?" M/n offered the man, only side eyeing the man, not making any effort to really use his body at this point.

"sure..." He accepted, taking the cold beverage and cracking it open.

"What's your name?" M/n almost hesitated to even ask but it's not like he knew anyone else at the party other then his sister. "Devon, you?" The man- er, Devon answered with a gruff voice. It was deep and raspy, almost dry. Probably from cigarettes.

"M/n, what you doing just sitting here alone?"

"I could ask you the same..."

"It got really hot in there. Too many people eating each others faces all over the place..."

Devon chuckled as he set his beer on the floor, leaning on the house.

They both relaxed with one another, not realizing this wouldnt be the only time they'd be together..

Many hours had passed, Devon and M/n getting to know each other very well as time went on. They shared many secrets, backstories, and many more. If only they knew they'd be revealing more than just a few stupid secrets..

Boner alert

Soft plaps of skin slapping and groans echoed in the closet, party music barely seeping through the closet door. Faints moans filled the closet, each one getting louder and louder along with skin slapping.

Your breath hitched as Devons hands traveled around your, one hand playing with your nipple while the other jerked your throbbing dick off.

"So fucking tight..."Devon groaned as he nuzzled his face into M/Ms neck, inhaling his scent.

His smell was addicting to Devon, almost making him go crazy...

"Don't tell me you're a virgin..." Devon chuckled, looking at your fucked out face, red and sweaty with your brows furrowed. Small tears rolled down your cheek from the harsh rhythm of Devon's thrusts and overstimulation of his cock ramming into your prostate.

"I asked you a question... Be a good boy and answer me." He practically growled in your ear, waiting for your answer as he slowly stopped his pace.

"I... I am! Please just-!" You gasped for air, barely able to get any words out as Devon slapped your ass cheek, leaving a bright red cast on your skin.

He slammed back into you, resuming his pace. Precum seeping out of your cock onto the wood floor, your hands red from holding onto the wooden walls

"What a whore... Just giving your purity to some guy from a party. How'd does it make you feel? Huh? Cumming for a guy you barely even know..."

He shamed you, even while still slamming his cock into you while his free hand gripped your sore butt cheek. You couldn't handle it, the torture, overstimulation, and down right degrading...

"How would your mommy feel knowing you let some guy fuck you? Cum in your insides? Feeling every inch of your body while barely knowing you? What a slut." He groaned,

You moaned as your orgasm crashed into you like a semi truck, throwing your head back as your cum splattered on the wall and dripped to the floor.

Devon chuckled as you came, his pace never faltering. His grip on your neck tightened as he pulled you up, his other hand letting go of your cock and moving to grip your thigh. His other hand did the same, moving under your thighs and lifting you up, dick still embedded in your tight hole.

Big tears swelled in your eyes as Devon kissed pressed light kisses on your cheek as he slowly thrusted in and out of you. It was a much more forgiving pace than how it was before.

"I can't... I can't keep going!" *You whined, throwing your head back as Devon bit the side of your neck. His hips slowly slapping your butt, his pace getting faster after each slap.

"I know you can, don't fail me now. I haven't even came yet, you need to let me cum..."

Devon whispered in your ear before returning to bitting your neck. His cock was leaking inside of you, throbbing as he thrusted faster into you.

"fuck... I'm almost!-" Devon grunted, his grip tightening around your legs as he hugged them to your chest. He thrusted as if he'd die if he slowed down.

"Fuck, ahh! Im gonna cum again!" Your eye burned as tears rolled down your cheeks, another orgasm crashing into you as your cum squirted out of your throbbing cock.

Devon wasn't holding up good either, his cock throbbing in you as his pelvis harshly slapped against your butt, leaving it sore and red.

"Auh, fuck! I'm gonna cum in you! Gahh, fuck!" Devon practically screamed, cum bursting out of his cock hole and covering your insides in a milky white substance.

Thankfully, the sounds of loud music completely covered the screams, whimpers, and skin slapping that was coming from that dingy closet.

Devon leaned against the wall with you still in his arms as he slid down. He slowly unhooked his arms from your legs, his warm cock still wrapped around your cum filled walls.

"shit.." You whimpered, leaning on Devon's chest. Your pants were still bundled around your ankles, neither one of you cared to ever pull them completely off. Probably for convenience.

"shit indeed, fuck..." You both sat in silence for a while, needing rest from that huge fuck session. Your legs were sore from being contorted in positions you've never been in just for Devon's pleasure. And yours, you can't lie.

Devon wrapped his hands around your waist, heavily breathing down your neck. He rested his cheek against yours, both of you finally calming down.

"Round 2?"

To be continued <3

[lesbianalanwake]

Severance S2E6:

the fact that “innies have ~separate souls~” was presented in the context of a weird Lutheran thing in the middle of the world’s craziest old man yaoi homewrecking throuple dinner where all three participants are lying about at least one thing……. they said get that mind-body dualism nonsense OUTTA here. everything that you are lives in your body, even if you don't remember it. you can try to compartmentalize all you want (about your husband - whose innie is supposed to go to heaven with you - having a relationship with someone else) but it still leaks through.

and related, how visceral and awful the basement brain surgery was to watch….. really hammering home that splitting yourself in two like that is a form of violence that you do to yourself (because you want to find your wife, because you want to please your husband, because you want to serve your company-family, because you want to take care of your family, because you want to seek answers). you leave yourself with a permanent wound, a hole in the self. choosing to undergo severance as a form of self-harm (because of grief, unhappiness, restlessness, failing relationships, a mission, etc).

Mark understandably being unnerved by the meeting with Helena and thinking that Lumon must be onto what he's doing, when in fact they are not and Helena is just being a freak (affectionate) who is trying to have some kind of connection outside of her awful company-family who doesn't love her, and fucking it up because her vibes are terrible….. Severance fans also do this. insisting that she is an evil mastermind when she is in fact a loser with wack morals and little grasp of reality because she grew up in a cult. the latter characterization is of course far more interesting and is what the show is portraying, but you couldn't tell that from the internet takes, lol.

Milchick's trying to double down and is chugging the Lumon Kool-Aid with all his might…… bro. where did he come from? is he another Lumon School Graduate? I was assuming he had a different origin because he's more capable of acting like a normal person than, say, Cobel, but was he brought up in the cult too? however he ended up in the company, he is turning it back on Miss Huang….. perpetuating the same cycle and the same things being done to him, grasping at what little power he actually has and trying to assert that place in the hierarchy because he can feel himself slipping. Milchick get out of there!! rebel!!

the little bisexual Devon line is SO interesting….. like Ricken was an asshole last episode but maybe Devon IS attracted to money. it makes me wonder about her and Mark, and where they came from. because Mark and Gemma both taught at the same university, and after she “died,” he would have been on his own on one salary - university professor salaries vary greatly depending on location and school and type, but they're not always lucrative. at the very least, Mark was so wrecked by grief that he couldn't hold a job anymore (because jobs do not provide room for grieving), and the death of a partner can wreck your finances. and now Mark is in company housing. the show avoids digging too deep into the nitty gritty of money, and rightly so, as steeped as it is in metaphor. but Mark and Devon's father was mentioned as an alcoholic, and I didn't get the sense that their upbringing was especially great. did they come from a working class family? did they come from a middle or upper class family who fell on hard times? is that what makes a rich partner and company housing appealing?

but anyway. here's how Devon/Reghabi can still win.

Reghabi curled up on the basement couch eating ice cream and sulking because her lab rat stormed off….. the way she had unshed tears in her eyes for almost the entire episode….. who ARE you, queen.

Helly……. when she said “she dresses me in the morning like a baby” I almost hooted and hollered. innies are not beating the inner child allegations.

I understand intellectually that they need time to cook, and that there are a lot of moving pieces that they need to juggle and move into position quickly but not too quickly. that being said….. screaming and crying and dying inside because it's been 84 years since I have laid eyes on Harmony Cobel. where is sheeeee.

[lost-boy-into-the-upper-heavenly]

The History of the Yule Log 🪵🎄

The custom of burning the Yule Log goes back to, and before, medieval times. It was originally a Nordic tradition. Yule is the name of the old Winter Solstice festivals in Scandinavia and other parts of northern Europe, such as Germany.❄️❄️

The Yule Log was originally an entire tree, that was carefully chosen and brought into the house with great ceremony. The largest end of the log would be placed into the fire hearth while the rest of the tree stuck out into the room! The log would be lit from the remains of the previous year's log which had been carefully stored away and slowly fed into the fire through the Twelve Days of Christmas. It was considered important that the re-lighting process was carried out by someone with clean hands. Nowadays, of course, most people have central heating so it is very difficult to burn a tree!

In Provence (in France), it is traditional that the whole family helps to cut the log down and that a little bit is burnt each night. If any of the log is left after Twelfth Night, it is kept safe in the house until the next Christmas to protect against lightning! In some parts of The Netherlands, this was also done, but the log had to be stored under a bed! In some eastern European countries, the log was cut down on Christmas Eve morning and lit that evening.

In Cornwall (in the UK), the log is called 'The Mock'. The log is dried out and then the bark is taken off it before it comes into the house to be burnt. Also in the UK, barrel makers (or Coopers as barrel makers were traditionally called) gave their customers old logs that they could not use for making barrels for Yule logs. (My surname is Cooper, but I don't make barrels! My Great Grandfather did own a walking stick factory though!)

The custom of the Yule Log spread all over Europe and different kinds of wood are used in different countries. In England, Oak is traditional; in Scotland, it is Birch; while in France, it's Cherry. Also, in France, the log is sprinkled with wine, before it is burnt, so that it smells nice when it is lit.🥂🍷

In Devon and Somerset in the UK, some people have a very large bunch of Ash twigs instead of the log. This comes from a local legend that Joseph, Mary and Jesus were very cold when the shepherds found them on Christmas Night. So the shepherds got some bunches of twigs to burn to keep them warm.

In some parts of Ireland, people have a large candle instead of a log and this is only lit on New Year's Eve and Twelfth Night.

Different chemicals can be sprinkled on the log like wine to make the log burn with different colored flames!🔥

* Potassium Nitrate = Violet

* Barium Nitrate = Apple Green

* Borax = Vivid Green

* Copper Sulphate = Blue

* * Table Salt = Bright Yellow

This sounds very dangerous, so please only try this out with some adult supervision!!

The ashes of Yule logs were meant to be very good for plants. This is true, because the ash from burnt wood contains a lot of 'potash', which helps plant flowers. But if you throw the ashes out on Christmas day it was supposedly very unlucky.

A Chocolate Yule Log or 'Bûche de Noël' is now a popular Christmas dessert or pudding. It's traditionally eaten in France and Belgium, where they are known as 'Kerststronk' in Flemish.

They are made of a chocolate sponge roll layered with cream. The outside is covered with chocolate or chocolate icing and decorated to look like a bark-covered log. Some people like to add extra decorations such as marzipan mushrooms!

[cerine0357]

How yandere Raemous, Sebastian, Ceseline Lynea, Draco Hillard, Devon Livian react to a fem!reader who has the power of healing and can cure anything, but when she exercises her ability she becomes sick and doesn't get out of bed for days

OC: MorningStar court, Elentia Acurion:-

Raemous, Sebastian Kang, Ceseline Lynea, Draco Hillard, Devon Livian X Reader

♧ Summary: oh the poor darling is sick and they have to depend on the person they aren't nice to, their kidnapper lover, but it's alright, they have a kid heart and they love you so much~

♧ fluff-neutral|| headcanons|| threatening, forced feeding, drugging, mentions of murder, kidnapping,..mentions of murder/eating of your PET!! etc. yandere content,| yandere version of OCs.

♧ Thank you so much for requesting this!!

Healer's heal can heal the healer.

Raemous

╳ Your power would be rare if you're a demon, more common in angels or mages. Either way you were basically under Myhilara' mages with healing powers, healing people and stuff. You could even cure incurable diseases

╳ It starts off normal, he compliments you, asks you to fix him like a few times a day..he just gotten so much more clumsy and you're his significant other, you'd do it, right? Of-course you would..even if it gets suspiciously too common to get multiple bruises a day to the point you nearly knock out by the last class.

╳ Post-kidnapping, he tries to find ways to make you use as much your power as possible, so you're always weak and pliant and if not that, he'll give you drugs which makes you tired and your powers' weaker's endurance weaker, so you get the side-affects of your powers quicker.

╳ Offers you to Zional within a contract that you be used as government asset to help cure people with incurable diseases and it's how he keeps you within his grip. Zional finds pleasure in sick and twisted pain from some people no matter how compassionate, he is THE devil after all, so he's not helping you escapee.

╳ Of-course when it gets too much, Ramey locks you down and refuses to let you out for days or even weeks until you can be as strong as possible. Feeding you food, water, caring fo you 24/7, getting medicine, staying up to make sure your fever doesn't get too highs.

╳ Of-course holds your hair back, short or long, as you empty your stomach's contents out in the toilet. He'll get whatever you're craving on days you can't eat anything, but if he's not one to not force-feed you if you really need healthy food.

╳ In a way, it's also Raeemous way of punishing you to make you eat foods which make you puke the most, including oily and greasy foods if those do it. Or really cheap ice-cream which taste like plastic, it's his way to controlling you and making you behave to not even starve yourself till you go unconscious.

╳ But the thing is, if he sees you heal anyone he doesn't deem good enough, he's gets possessive and jealous and kills the person off in private, or infront of you while you try your best to heal them in a way you possibly can't.

Sebastian/Hyunwoo Kang

╳ Now, it'll be such a surprise to him, but he thinks it's incredibly you could do it. Magic isn't common, he doesn't have it..so it's so amazing. And in a realm such as Lingdesu where kindness is prioritized the most, you'll definitely be one person volunteering fixing people's injuries, illnesses, etc. It increases the popularity of the school's hospital branch.

╳ But Sebastian gets SO JEALOUS, does target students who you have healed, ending them off. One bad thing of Lingdesu is that due to such less number of crimes, someone going missing all of a sudden will not be taken as seriously as it does, most suggest that the person just ran away and mostly everyone moves on.

╳ So Sebastian to make the lies plausible also get rid of most of person's stuff to make it seem like they really did run away to get a new life due to overwhelming feelings of this one. He does the same to you, except he keeps your things to make his house more homey for you.

╳ But post-kidnapping, of-course only using your powers once or twice, you can barely move your body due to exhaustion, and Sebastian gets his friends to hurt him at times to keep you close to him. He makes the excuse that it's a "tradition" in his clan so he can be strong. Very shitty excuses, but really. Drazoron and Devon need no excuse to hit someone.

╳ Makes you take time off, or give in a letter of absence without caring for your opinion. Your opinion doesn't matter when you're so sick you can't even breathe or sit up, in his opinion! You're literally bedbound, no exercise or movement for you!

╳ He'll hold your shoulders back when you vomit, make sure food he makes is good for your stomach. Hoping nothing gets too oily, too heavy, too bland, anything that can trigger you vomiting. If you're vomiting no matter what, he'll get sweets. And get you some jaljeera if it works.

╳ Starving is a no go, but he knows you can't stomach food often. So he'll literally order food, even though ordering is reserved for when people are having a fun night. But if you're so sick, he'll order every day of the week. Waffles, pancakes, some crispy? He got 'em. He got everything you could want!

╳ Is always also sick because he's always snuggling with you when you're sick. If you're not getting out of bed, neither is he because you're both 5lifersss!

Ceseline Lynea

╳ Again, let's say you were volunteering as a child's clinic as for treating children with injuries and such, or sometimes get the symptoms and send them back to the doctor so he could diagnose the child and she met you when one of aunts has her take a few of her cousins to your clinic. Instant marriage in her eyes.

╳ Ceseline and you become friends, she would often bring thank you gifts for healing her siblings, nieces, nephews or cousins if they got hurt since from then point on, she'd only bring them to you. She herself would come to you if you'd not mind helping her. Her parents are sort of tired of her rambling about the cute doctor's hand who helps their children, eices, nephews and grandchildren with injuries and minor illnesses.

╳ She gets jealous of people but won't really kill them, more like break into the clinic, get their information and then blackmail with their personal information to not even get into contact with you again. You'd lose some regular customers, but not something you'd find out of the ordinary.

╳ Post kidnapping and forced marriage, the family doesn't use your powers a lot. Ceseline mostly finds drugs to hold your powers down, but otherwise the clan mostly uses it for the health of elderly and the young children. You do it out of the goodness of your heart and mostly because you're scared.

╳ She'll get you medicine, or the elders will make you home-made remedy for your fever. Ceseline's mother, Hema, will make you soup and her dad, Menoz, will take you for walks around the estate. Both heer parents will sleep aside you as if you're also their kid, which in a way you are because she'll force you to marry hr the moment she kidnaps you.

╳ It's also because Ceseline sleeps heavily, so her parents can check up on you during your fevers. They'll change water strips on your head, remember the time to make you take medicine.

╳ It's also something her grandparents, when the children play, they sit you beside them in the courtyard on the loose beds, helping you clear out your head, or massaging your head with oil when you get headaches or rubbing batters on your body when you get body-aches or cramps so you'll also get skin-care and spa out of it. Old people know shit or two and goddamn you'll be having the clearest skin of your life.

╳ The family mostly eats in large numbers, so if you're puking every meal out. The family might make a smaller meal for you on the side, maybe khichdi or maybe some type of spicy stew with rice to turn up your sinuses till you smell clear. Ceseline will hand feed you, make sure you're having plenty water too!!

╳ The kids sometimes get put on guard duty for you, so don't worry if some ginger headed, freckled kids give you some greasy, cheap chocolate in a plastic cup shaped like a tiny phone with a miniscule spoon. They do hlp you around somewhat though.

╳ Overall, dating Ceseline is like dating her entire family.

Draco Hillard

╳ You were maybe some friend just giving services out for free out of kindness of your heart so they don't have to be reprimanded by the nurse Ninaya who keeps yelling for no damn reason at everyone. And he was a student who was into multiple sports provided by Elentia's academy.

╳ He was definitely heavily hurt after a rough game and so instead of rushing off to nurse Ninaya who would definitely punch him, he asked his friends. None could really help, but you were friends with Rosalina and so she brings him to you and you help him out.

╳ Befriends you with a inch of his life and asks Rosalina and Allistor to tell him everytime you heal someone because he claims he's so fascinated by his "crush", he wants to to see their amazing power each time! They both know how down bad and horrendously insane he is for you and try to survive it)

╳ In turn, instant jealousy if Rosalina tells him about you healing and then he goes on to threaten that person to not get near you so badly, they can't talk about it ever..it feels like a fever or lucid nightmare when you get threatened by the cutest fricking guy of school and he has this insane, deranged and ballistic look on his face..

╳ Post kidnapping, he'd use your power for healing miniscule things, like mama Hillard picked her nail or hr ankle skin a bit too much, mummy Hillard stubbed her ankle and it hurts..it's useless and it's a way to make sure you're as weak as possible, he'll use it to slip drugs too.

╳ If you remember our two boys lore. Mummy Hillard is a yandere for Mama Hillard and of-course those tendencies passed down like the grades of thee gifted elder child after they get burnt out in the important classes of their lives. It's a important thing, maybee after a while Mummy Hillard can also become a platonic yandere for you. But she's mostly the one to devise the plan to kidnap you to Draco.

╳ In fact, in this scenario, you had no idea Mama Hillard existed or that Allistor and Draco were raised by two women because Mummy Hillard never let her own wife out, being a yandere..she also had severe distrust on Mama Hillard after multiple attempts to escape. But aside, you'd be bonding with Mama Hillard quite a bit.

╳ Draco would have Mama Hillard make dinners which are gentle on your tummy, but like Raemous he'd also make foods which immediately trigger your vomiting incase you piss him off within a second by making eye contact with his brother or something. Allistor is not having it when he eats your favourite food for the fifth time that day..

╳ And he starts to train more clumsily in sports, trying to gt as many injuries as possible for you to heal, so you can't get out of bed. Draco's mus are not happy, but to help you, he stays up when you get high fevers and care for you constantly.

Devon Livian

╳ Devon and you were friends and you occasionally helped with his drinking problem. Sure he had an insane drinking tolerance and sure alcohol tasted like juices or coke or shit. But at th end of the day, he could still get drunk after one point and still damage his liver. You were there to help him with hangovers, his liver damaging, headaches, nausea, etc.

╳ And mostly, the only person he doesn't get jealous of you healing is Anastasia and sh get hurt very rarely. He is easily a scary guy, and though limited, he can still control liquids which do include bodily fluids, murder is easy and no one knows it's him.

╳ He tries to make it a normal dating scene with Anastasia hooking you two up But really, his yandere tendencies are not easily hidden. He tries his best, but murder is a little too easy and destruction is far easier if he knows his resources well.

╳ Post kidnapping, he is far crueler than you think. If you use your powers without his permission on anyone that is not him, your pet or Anastasia or maybe few selected family members. He chokes you by using his power to control your saliva and keep it stuck in your mouth, until you slur out apologies.

╳ Keeps you tied to your bed, literally the only time you're not tied to it when he takes you to the bathroom and for bathing. Otherwise he keeps you locked up, sometimes he helps you untied when you have to puk your stomach's contents out, he hopes you tell him a few seconds in advance for whenever you feel your gut coming out.

╳ He has threatened to force feed you your pet if you don't eat your food he makes. He will never do that, no. It's a empty threat, but it sure doesn't feel like one but he feeds you until you're full and feeling slightly btter.

╳ Sure, drugging..not common, because he drinks so often, you'd end up using your power near everyday and end up motionless in bed like it's a daily occurrence for you. You'd spend nearly half your life post kidnapping as sick. But on days when you'r so motionless, you're basically half-unconscious..you can hear him cry and mumble apologies to you.

╳ He brings you medicine, sometimes bruises himself so you can help him and he can feel your touch pretty much like any other of them. One days he's not up for healing you or caring for your sick self, he puts Anastasia to the task who's all too happy to help Devon out. But that's a very rare occurrence, he adores you and anyone else, including Anastasia, easily piss him off.

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Devon has assigned Melissa the most important task of them all during that day: keeping Mark distracted and away from his home, where his surprise birthday party was being organized. The youngest Scout insisted that only Melissa had the power to ask Mark for something and get him to do precisely that (instead of the opposite).

So the aspiring actress abused that skill: she dragged the poor man all over campus over the most ridiculous tasks for her drama classes, then convinced him to give her a ride for some shopping around town, then finally to stop at a bakery so she could pick up a package for Devon, who coincidentally called her on the way (it was the cake, smuggled right under his nose into his own party).

By the time Mark walked over the steps to his own house so Melissa could drop her things with Devon, he was welcomed by the traditional screaming and party popper sounds (including the excited cheer from his friend at his back). The actress-in-the-making turned out to be the first one to hug him and wish a happy birthday (finally putting an end to the charade as to whether she had forgotten about the occasion or not), then getting inside to help Devon set up the cake.

Mark took the time to speak to the other guests then - old college friends, some other people he knew through his sister, a couple of colleagues from his recent teaching position. Melissa found him eventually, grinning wildly and pulling him into another hug before kissing the man on his left cheek and pressing an envelope against his chest upon separation.

"That is my actual birthday gift for you - tickets to a double David Fincher session at the old drive-in. 'Seven' and 'Fight Club' back to back with a lot of popcorn. It's all on me - it starts at midnight," the girl winked, fully aware of what it meant - he would need to ditch his own birthday party, but something told her that Mark would welcome the way out, "I will come steal you half an hour before it," the brunette's hand moved up, pressing a finger to Mark's lips, "Don't tell Devon." // @stingslikeabee

Ever since Devon started her part-time job, she’d made a point to begin spoiling him. Mark now received invitations to join her for dinner (where Devon promised to beat the shit out of him if he pulled his wallet out), no longer gave her gas money, and constantly argued with her over who paid for what when they hung out—a pain in the ass, certainly, but he was glad that his sister was confident enough to assert herself.

When Melissa invited him to go with her on his birthday, he wasn’t totally blind to what that might mean. Last year, Devon’s first birthday treat for him had been a stack of gift cards for his favourite ice cream place in town (and considering it was a Mum ‘n Pop shop that didn’t even make gift cards regularly, Mark knew Devon had to have done something to convince them to do it). And because he knew his sister was competitive enough to enjoy one-upping herself, he was prepared to be suitably surprised with whatever she came up with today. What better distraction was there than the woman Mark had begun daydreaming more regularly about? Devon had teasingly warned him before not to go breaking her best friend’s heart; Mark, refusing to accept his little sister was right about anything, had only wrinkled his nose and said he was innocent.

The hours spent by Melissa’s side really were a gift on their own, though. Most people rued busy days like these, but for Mark (who had gone on leave from his job at the local high school at Devon’s insistence), running around Ganz College again was as nostalgic as it was fun. It took a significant level of intimacy to join someone on their day-to-day goings on; Mark didn’t care that Melissa wasn’t treating him special, not when he felt special to have the whole day with her, just the two of them, to begin with.

Though he recognised Devon’s efforts later to throw him a surprise party, it hadn’t affected him nearly as much as getting to see Melissa with her friends, and colleagues, and simply running errands as a person should. Even as he spoke with people (and he really was grateful they came), in the back of his mind all he could think about was Melissa’s laugh, and Melissa’s hand pulling his arm, and how everyone in the room could fuck off if it meant he could get Melissa to hang out on the couch and watch movies with him.

That said, it made her gift seem like fate.

Their fingers brushed when Mark moved to take the envelope against his chest, just as gentle as her mouth had been on his cheek. Mark didn't have the time to think about that contact, though; the promise of movies for the two of them, alone, made him smile too big, too happy.

Damn it.

"Melissa--" There was a thank you there somewhere, caught in his throat as she stepped away and disappeared back into the bustling living room. Mark watched her go with a question in his chest-- would you go out with me for real?-- but jammed the side of his fist against it in an attempt to push all those words down.

Movies with Melissa didn't have to be any more than what they were, he decided, carefully slipping the envelope into the pocket of his jacket. All that mattered was they were together, and that he'd end his day with her in the same way he started it.

That would be enough.

[natteryaktoad]

Ash & Blossom Hart, Day 86, Part 11

Does Blossom know a swarm of teens are about to depend on that food?

Blossom: There's more chilli on the counter, girls - help yourselves.

Meredith: Thanks, Auntie Blossom.

Hmm, they might need some more food if they're going to feed those boys too.

Gulliver: Do we have any space for flowers in the garden?

Blossom: Hmm, maybe out the front of the house?

Devon wishes his sister's friends weren't his cousins, too young for him or already in relationships.

Haddie: Hi Adie! I wanted to ask you to come and play but Mama says it's too late and maybe tomorrow.

Haddie's not at all intimidated by all these teens!

Haddie: I'll play dancy music and you can all dance, okay?

Ember: If you can clear up the chili dishes, I'll get out the ice cream!

Freddy: Ooh, ice cream!

(he walked off to make the beds instead)

Ember brought the whole crowd home with her afterwards and they swarmed around, eating all the food, as teens do.

[tobymybaby]

Headcanons (hint of reed and devon friendship):

reed stand on a stool/chair while scolding Devon about turning in horror stories for homework (he thought it would be juenvile and the teacher wouldn't approve it) because hes short (think devon is one inch tall then him) dev would eventually tease him about his height

devon would write about horror stories in his free time

whenever alexa is sad, reed would cheer her up by giving her ice cream and they watch a movie together

Shelly enjoys hanging out with reed when their partners in biology because he would rant about how disgusting it is and show signs of distaste (they were gonna dissect a frog) and she would find it amusing

Reed ABSOLUTELY hate horror movies, devon would watch a spooky movie with him and he would hide in his arms or squeak at the jumpscares

Reed kinda feel bad about complaining about how bad things are in their house because he felt his father didn't take his mother death too well so he tone it down just to be grateful/not be a burden to his father grief (he's trying to be a good son and a brother ok)

ALL of these are (10/10)

But the stool one is 10000/10 , I can't get it out my head now 😂

[barclaysangel]

Future Jevon AU because yeah??

Jake: So…what do you want?

Devon: Mm…I want a white house with blue shutters. Ooh, and a perfect view of the neighborhood so you can draw!

Jake: *smile* Anything else?

Devon: Yes! I want a porch with those swings, a huge one. And a huge backyard too, for campfires and camping! And as much space as possible, and lots and lots of mirrors! And we can drink hot chocolate, eat ice cream in the summer and stargaze once the sun goes down…

Jake: Is that all?

Devon: Yep. I am a very simple man Jake.

Jake: You still don’t want kids?

Devon: Mm…only three or four. No more, maybe less.

Jake: Of course.

Devon: You promise?

Jake: I swear on my art degree, yes. I will do everything I can to get you those things.

OKAOWNISBAISNSJSBSJSBS THEYRE SO CUTE

AHHHHHH OMG I LOVE THISSSSS

[kimta22]

Cranberry FIRST Time At Devon House Ice Cream – Their Reactions Are Pric...

[therealprincy]

JAMAICA VLOG 8: World's Best Icecream! 👌🏽

Come with us to the famous Devon House in Kingston, Jamaica, where we indulge in the island's most legendary ice cream! 🍨

[nobertsales]

It’s National Chocolate Mint Day!

#ChocolateMint has a cool peppermint fragrance and flavor with subtle, sweet notes of chocolate and vanilla.

As soon as sugar was added to dark chocolate, the combination of chocolate and mint became a trend.

By the mid 1800’s, when mass production of chocolate was common, candy stores started advertising #MintChocolates to the public.

In the 1900’s, dark chocolate was served with mint springs in tea houses and dining rooms to encourage good breath and aid digestion.

In 1973, a culinary student, Marilyn Ricketts invents mint chocolate chip ice cream at South Devon College in the UK.

Mint chocolate chip is one of the most popular flavors of ice cream.

🍫 🍨 #NationalChocolateMintDay #FoodOfTheDay @NobertSales #NobertSales #FoodConsultant #FoodService #FoodServiceSolutions #FoodSales #Food #FoodDude #WeKnowFood 

[palakpahwa01]

Ultimate 5-Day Jamaica Itinerary on a Budget: Sun, Sand, and Savings!

Jamaica, the land of reggae rhythms, golden beaches, and lush mountains, is a dream destination for many. If you're planning to explore this Caribbean paradise without breaking the bank, you’ve come to the right place. Here’s a comprehensive 5-day Jamaica itinerary that blends adventure, relaxation, and budget-friendly experiences.

Day 1: Welcome to Montego Bay

Morning: Arrival and Beach Time

Land at Sangster International Airport in Montego Bay and check into a budget-friendly guesthouse or hostel.

Head straight to Doctor’s Cave Beach, a pristine spot with crystal-clear waters and soft white sand. Entry fees are affordable, and you can rent beach chairs and umbrellas for a nominal cost.

Afternoon: Explore Hip Strip

Stroll along the Hip Strip (Gloucester Avenue) for some local vibes, street food, and souvenir shopping.

Stop by a jerk chicken stand for a taste of Jamaica’s famous spicy delicacy.

Evening: Sunset at Rick’s Cafe (Optional)

If you can spare some time and budget, take a short trip to Rick’s Cafe in Negril. Known for its breathtaking sunsets and cliff diving, this iconic spot offers unforgettable views.

Day 2: Adventure in Ocho Rios

Morning: Dunn’s River Falls

Take a budget-friendly bus or shared taxi to Ocho Rios, about an hour and a half from Montego Bay.

Spend the morning climbing the cascading Dunn’s River Falls, one of Jamaica’s most famous natural attractions. Entry fees are reasonable, and it’s an experience worth every penny.

Afternoon: Mystic Mountain (Optional)

If you’re up for more adventure, visit Mystic Mountain for ziplining and bobsledding inspired by Jamaica’s Olympic team. Look for discounted tickets online to save on costs.

Alternatively, relax at the nearby Mahogany Beach, a free-entry beach with a chill vibe.

Evening: Local Dining

Dine at a local eatery like Miss T’s Kitchen, known for its authentic Jamaican cuisine at wallet-friendly prices.

Day 3: Cultural Immersion in Kingston

Morning: Bob Marley Museum

Start early and take a bus to Kingston, the vibrant capital of Jamaica.

Visit the Bob Marley Museum, located in the reggae legend’s former home. It’s a must-see for music lovers and offers insights into Jamaica’s cultural heritage.

Afternoon: Devon House and Emancipation Park

Stop by Devon House, a historical mansion where you can enjoy Jamaica’s famous Devon House I-Scream (ice cream) without splurging.

Walk over to Emancipation Park, a serene green space perfect for relaxation and people-watching.

Evening: Street Food Tour

Kingston is a street food haven. Try pan chicken, festival (fried dough), or patties from local vendors for a satisfying and affordable dinner.

Day 4: Port Antonio’s Hidden Gems

Morning: Blue Lagoon

Travel to Port Antonio, one of Jamaica’s most beautiful yet budget-friendly destinations.

Visit the Blue Lagoon, a stunning turquoise water body fed by freshwater springs. Entry is free, and boat tours are available at reasonable rates.

Afternoon: Frenchman’s Cove

Head to Frenchman’s Cove Beach, a hidden gem where a freshwater river meets the sea. The entry fee is minimal, and the lush surroundings are picture-perfect.

Evening: Boston Bay

End the day at Boston Bay, the birthplace of jerk cuisine. Enjoy mouthwatering jerk pork or chicken while mingling with locals.

Day 5: Relax and Reflect

Morning: Reach Falls

Visit Reach Falls, another hidden gem known for its cascading waterfalls and natural pools. It’s less crowded and more affordable than Dunn’s River Falls.

Afternoon: Rio Grande Rafting

Experience bamboo rafting on the Rio Grande River. It’s a tranquil and budget-friendly activity that lets you soak in the natural beauty of Jamaica.

Evening: Farewell Dinner

Return to Montego Bay for a farewell dinner at a local eatery. Reflect on your adventure-packed five days while enjoying a plate of ackee and saltfish or curry goat.

Budget Travel Tips for Jamaica

Use Route Taxis: These shared taxis are a cheap and authentic way to get around.

Eat Like a Local: Street food and local eateries offer delicious meals at a fraction of the price of touristy restaurants.

Book Early: Secure accommodations and activities in advance to snag the best deals.

Travel Off-Season: Visit during the low season (April to November) for lower prices and fewer crowds.

Stay Flexible: Opt for free or low-cost attractions like beaches and parks to keep your trip within budget.

By following this 5-day Jamaica itinerary, you’ll experience the best of the island’s natural beauty, culture, and cuisine without breaking the bank. Whether you’re hiking waterfalls, lounging on sun-kissed beaches, or savoring jerk chicken, Jamaica promises memories to last a lifetime. Pack your bags, stick to the plan, and get ready for an unforgettable Caribbean adventure. For more Details You can Visit https://palakpahwa.com/.

[vincentdunn]

The duo behind Pinch turn an ice-cream factory into a glorious house in the Devon countryside | House & Garden

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[lindsaywesker]

Good morning, good afternoon or whatever time it is! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at the breakfast bar of my friend’s beautiful house in Jamaica, attired in shorts and T-shirt (the blue towelling robe has stayed in London), enjoying my first cuppa of the day. Happy Hump Day!

The wake is not until Thursday, so I have another day with my friends in Tower Isle. Tuesday was a very enjoyable tour of the island. Luckily for me, Brian and Denise needed to make stops in different places. It was almost like being in a reggae song; we passed through Kingston Town, Up Park Camp and Spanish Town, stopping in Portmore and this amazing place called Devon House in St. Andrew. Built in 1881, it’s the former residence of George Stiebel, Jamaica's first black millionaire. His residence has been restored and is operated as a house museum and National Heritage Site. We didn’t even visit the house, we just went to the Devon House bakery for probably the most delicious pattie I’ve ever had in my life! We didn’t stop off at the Devon House ice cream parlour, which I hear is amazing. Another time. My taste buds have truly been caressed over the last 48 hours!

Sitting in the back of the car, smiling to myself, the warm breeze rushing through my hair, my peace was broken by a phone call from London, and news that a lovely singer I’ve known for 40 years had just died. Life is short.

We’ve been absorbed with the recent P.Diddy revelations. A lot of very big names have been dragged into this story. There are some very strong and very strange allegations being made by commentators on YouTube and Twitter. It made me think about who we can trust. Who can we believe in? Who should we be admiring and idolising? How many of these wealthy, high-profile musicians/producers are actually just pimps and/or perverts? And did they even get into music to make great music? Young people view them as role models! It makes me question everybody and everything.

Have a wonderful and well-endowed Wednesday. I love you all. Yes, a crazy, bald man loves and cares about you.