#go have peppermint lattes with the boys

[trixterdark]

Peppermint lattes with your boys

[daycourtofficial]

peppermint gingerbread latte please

oh and a cupcake too. whatever the special flavor is

OKAY THIS WAS SO CUTE

Close to the coast of the Day Court held the only tropical landscape in all the solar courts. Densely packed forests with trees over twenty feet wide lay just a day’s travel from the beaches of Day. It is also where the second oldest Vanserra, Leif, was accompanied by his uncle Lucien in search of a very special frog.

Leif was much more of an outdoor explorer than either of his parents had anticipated, but nothing brought him more joy than exploring the woods around the Forest House. At only seven years old, he had made his own trails through the woods, often documenting what creatures he saw as soon as he returned home.

On rainy days, he preferred spending his time inside, playing with his siblings until they became too much for him. He would retreat to his own room, looking through his library of books.

His uncle had joined them for dinner a few days ago. Leif had been mostly quiet during the meal, letting his siblings chatter on endlessly to Lucien about their day. It wasn’t until Lucien had mentioned a researcher from Autumn coming to Day to look at wild golden dart frogs that Leif had begun a barrage of questions.

It was comical how quickly he came back to life when the topic of frogs came up, this particular species one he just read about in a book but could not fathom what they looked like.

At his nephew’s interest, Lucien couldn’t help offering to take Leif along on the expedition.

Leif found himself trekking behind his uncle, his own tiny walking stick helping him keep steady as they maneuvered through the forest.

“These trees make your uncle look young, Leif.” Rye, the researcher, spoke about Lucien as if they knew each other very well. He was slightly smaller than his uncle, his own hair a dusty brown that Leif liked.

“You’re only a few months younger than me!”

“Yes, but you carry your age much harsher than I do.”

Lucien scoffed, looking down at his nephew. “Leif, do you see what I deal with? It’s not just your parents who treat me like this.”

Leif’s giggles continued, much happier to listen than to be in the conversation.

“So, Leif, I hear you are interested in the natural world, particularly frogs?”

He nodded shyly, not taking in that Rye was ahead of them and therefore could not see the movement.

“I have been studying frogs for a long time incidentally. I like wetlands - areas where the water and the land work together in harmony. Perfect frog habitat.”

The trio moved through the forest, the chirps of insects filling the silence.

“These frogs are very interesting. They secrete poison - do you know what that is?”

Leif nodded again, remembering the poisonous berries his father warned him about time and time again.

Rye waited for Leif’s response this time. Leif felt the silence get heavier before responding, “yes, it’s when something can make you sick by eating it.”

“You are a bright boy, Leif.” He straightened his back at the compliment, the only one he really enjoyed receiving. When he thought of brightness, he thought of Lucien and how he lit up a room.

It was a high compliment to Leif.

Lucien’s hand spanned across Leif’s chest, stopping him in his tracks. He crouched down, silent as he pointed to the plant that stood next to Leif.

There on top of the giant, green leaves sat a vibrant frog, almost the color his dad’s golden rings. It had black spots on its back as if someone sprinkled black pepper on top of it.

It was small, probably the size of Leif’s pinky. Black eyes met Leif’s, and all he could do was stare in wonder for a moment before the frog hopped off the plant, further away from their path.

“Do you want to keep going, Leif? Or is one frog sufficient?”

The two males looked at Leif, waiting for his response. He swallowed his fear, not enjoying all of the attention on him.

He nodded. “Let’s find more frogs, please.”

[hearts-hunger]

evergreen — part one

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Series Summary: Jake takes you on your first vacation to the cabin the gang stays at every year. When memories of past relationships loom heavy, will this vacation send cracks through the foundation of safety and trust you have in each other?

Chapter Summary: Jake picks the worst room possible to share with you.

Pairings: Jake x Reader, Josh x Baby, Sam x Danny | Genre: fluff, angst, emotional h/c | Word Count: 3.5k | Warnings: drinking, sexual innuendo, mentions of infidelity

A/N: Hi it's me again with another Cabin Fever fic :)) I've had this one bouncing around the ol' noodle for a while now, and I'm finally trying my hand at it. It's a direct sequel to Cabin Fever and No Strings Attached, set about a year after No Strings. I don't know how many chapters it's going to have, but I hope you like this first one! ♡

“God, am I glad we decided to drive together. No way the boys would have let us stop for drinks so many times.”

You looked over at your best friend and smiled, cradling the peppermint mocha you’d gotten at the last Starbucks you'd come to before you truly left civilization. She was holding a latte in one hand and steering Josh’s jeep with the other, humming along to the playlist you'd put on.

“You don’t think we could have convinced them?” you asked. “We do have some feminine charm at our disposal.”

She grinned. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. And since Danny’s driving, and he can't say no to either one of us, we probably could have gotten away with it.”

You propped your feet up on the dashboard, enjoying the scenery of the winding road through the woods as she drove. You were headed to the infamous cabin you’d heard so much about, the one they’d vacationed in each fall for the past two years. It would be your first time there — you and Jake had started dating a few months after they went last time, and you were looking forward to being a part of the friendship lore the trip held now that you were a part of the family.

Baby gestured to her bag in the back. “Grab my notebook out of there,” she said. “It’s got a list of things I want us to do this week. Look it over and add stuff that I missed.”

You did as she said, perusing her neat handwriting and seeing things like make breakfast together and have a movie marathon. At the top, with a little smiley face by it, was a neatly penned item reading break the bed.

You laughed. “Ah, I see where your priorities are.”

She glanced over at the list and gave you a smirk. “It’s tradition. Nobody bats an eye about it. I can guarantee you it’s high on Jake’s list too.”

You felt a dull blush creep up your neck at that. It was no secret that you and Jake were intimate, but there was something about this trip that made you a little nervous, perhaps foolishly so. The last time they’d all come, Jake had brought his ex, Izzy, with him. That had been before she cheated on him and he broke up with her, but they’d no doubt broken the bed that trip when everything had seemed fine between them.

“Are you sure it’s okay that I’m coming?” you asked.

She waved you off. “Of course. Don't even ask. You’re in the Kiszka-Wagner clan now, sparrow, and it wouldn't be a family vacation without you.”

You wondered briefly if she’d said the same to Izzy last year. Of course she would have been kind to Jake’s then-girlfriend, but you wished that you'd gotten to be the first girl Jake brought to the cabin.

She looked over at you and smiled. “I’m really glad you’re coming. I would be bored to death if it was just me and the boys.”

“I don't know,” you teased. “Judging by this list, you’d have kept busy.”

She laughed. “Well, maybe. But I want to spend time with you, just as much as I want to spend time with the guys doing whatever they can cook up.”

You smiled, deciding to forget your worry and just enjoy the trip. “Speaking of,” you said, “we should add that cooking show competition thing to the list.”

“Oh, yeah!” she agreed. “Write that down. We're definitely doing that.”

You penciled it in where you could find space, and the two of you spent the last few minutes of your trip coming up with ideas for things you could do over the week. Songwriting was the most important to the boys; Baby said they usually took a lot of time to work on new songs when they had the time and leisure to play around with them in a low-pressure environment. 

“Lunch has got to be the first thing we do, though,” she said. “I'm starving.”

“Me too,” you said dramatically. “Should I text the guys and ask them to throw a pizza in the oven or something?”

She turned onto a long dirt road. “Maybe we got lucky and they already did,” she said. “Because.... ta-da! We're here!” She pulled into dirt driveway that led up to a big, snug-looking cabin nestled into the trees. Josh and Sam were unpacking Danny’s truck, and you parked next to them.

“Well well well,” Josh teased, giving his girlfriend a quick kiss hello. “Look who finally showed up.”

“Had to get coffee, honey,” she insisted. Josh opened the back of his jeep and started pulling out your bags. “We can do that, though. You guys just unloaded all your stuff.”

“Don't worry about it,” he said sweetly. “Come on inside. Danny's got lunch going.”

“Oh, thank god,” she sighed. She followed Josh as he took her bags inside, and you stood by the jeep, a little shy about walking in by yourself, wondering where Jake was.

Before you could start feeling too lonely, you were swept up in a bear hug from behind. You squeaked in protest as your feet left the ground, giggling when you realized who it was.

“Just me, sparrow,” Jake teased, setting you back down and kissing your cheek. “Not a wild animal, I promise.”

You smiled, feeling much more at ease now that you were with him. “How was I supposed to know? All the way out here in the woods, anything could happen.”

“Nah, I gotcha. No bear attacks for my best girl, if I can help it.” He took your bags from the trunk. “You ready for the grand tour?”

You took his arm when he extended it to you in a very gentlemanly fashion. “Lead the way, Mr. Kiszka.”

He showed you inside the cabin, pointing out the kitchen, the living room, and the back porch.

“Basement’s down there,” he said, walking you past another door on your way to the bedrooms. “We’ll get that set up after lunch so we can work on some music later.”

The cabin was cosy and rustic, the perfect place for a getaway with your best friends and your boyfriend. You hugged his arm as he led you down the hall, and he showed you the bunk room and three other bedrooms, each with a single, big bed.

He ushered you into the last bedroom and started unpacking your bags, putting your clothes neatly in the dresser drawers next to his things.

“You don’t have to do that,” you said, a little guilty. 

“It’s no trouble, sweetheart.” He finished and nudged the drawer closed with his hip. “How do you like our room?”

“It’s lovely,” you said sincerely. The king sized bed was spread with colorful quilts and pillows, and it reminded you a little of the cabin you’d shared when you got together. You scooched close to him. “It’s romantic.”

He smiled. “I’m glad you like it. Anywhere would be romantic with you, but I like it too. I staked my claim on this room last year, mostly because it’s the darkest, and you know how I get about sleeping with any lights on.”

Your heart sank a little, any amorous thoughts dissolving as quickly as they’d come. So this was the room he’d shared with Izzy the last time he was here? You knew it shouldn’t bother you, but you’d be lying if you said it didn't.

“Oh,” you said, not sure what you should say. 

He read your discomfort. “What’s wrong? You don't like it?”

You shook your head and tried for a smile. Obviously it didn’t bother him, and you didn’t want to cause trouble your first five minutes there. 

“No, it’s great,” you said. “I love it. You have very good taste.”

He kissed you. “I know,” he said pleasantly. He took your hand. “Come on. Let’s see what everybody else is doing.”

They were in the kitchen making lunch, chattering on about memories the cabin held for them, and you felt the weight of your discomfort a little more sharply. You didn’t know any of these inside jokes, nor the antics that had gone on here at the cabin; you tried to remind yourself that you’d make plenty of memories with them this week and tried not to let it bother you.

After lunch, you all made your way down to the basement, where you helped get things set up to the boys’ satisfaction. Christmas lights were strung overhead, amps and instruments set up, comfy couches and chairs rearranged.

“Hey, do you think you can teach me some new stuff this week?” you asked, venturing over to where Jake was taking his guitar out of its case. You weren’t the best at guitar, but Jake was always patient with you, and under his kind direction you’d improved more than you’d ever hoped you could.

He smiled. “Sure, honey. I’d like to.” He nodded towards Sam and Danny. “I think your boys are trying to rope us into a hike right now, though.”

“We just got here,” you said, amused.

“You know Sammy,” Jake said. “Always looking for some adventure to get into.”

You went to talk to “your boys” and found that Sam was, indeed, planning a trek into the woods. Danny seemed perfectly willing to go along with his boyfriend’s scheme, as he generally always was, but told you that there was no pressure to join them.

“Aw, you don't want to miss it, sparrow,” Sam protested. “You have to see the waterfall.”

You’d heard of this enigmatic, hidden waterfall, and your curiosity was piqued. 

“Fine, but somebody’s making me apple cider when we get back,” you said.

Sam gave Danny’s shoulder an affectionate slap. “Dan’s got that covered. Don't you, babe?”

Danny rolled his eyes and smiled. “Yes, I’ll make sure sparrow has a festive little drink as a reward for putting up with you.”

“Good man,” Sam said cheerfully.

Baby and the twins were cajoled into coming with you as well, and you set out into the chilly woods together to find the waterfall. You huddled into a flannel jacket you’d stolen from Jake forever ago, enjoying the crisp autumn weather and the company.

Jake, Josh, and Baby were leading your group; you hung with Sam and Danny a few paces back, thankful for Danny’s steadying hand when you came to overgrown parts on the trail.

“Did you guys pick a room yet?” Danny asked, holding your hand as you stepped over a fallen tree trunk. “Sam was too excited to get outside for us to decide on one, but I guess we’ll just go with the same one we had last year.”

You gave him a rueful smile. “Well, Jake picked ours. Care to guess which one?”

“Probably the last one on the right,” he said, frowning a little. “He picked that one last time, but... oh, I see what the trouble is there.”

Sam found a sturdy walking stick in the brush. “Jake can be kind of an idiot sometimes.”

“Yeah,” you said, a little more bitterly than you’d intended. “Not the smartest choice, I thought, but hey.”

“Just tell him,” Sam suggested. “He’s not that much of an idiot that he’d make you stay there once he knew why you didn't want to.”

“Oh, I don't know,” you said, hesitant. “I don’t want to be annoying. It’s just a bedroom, after all.”

“Yeah, with a big, comfy bed he’s shared with someone else.”

Danny elbowed him. “Not helping, love.”

Sam looked a little abashed, then, but his easy, incorrigible smile won out.

“Sorry, Sparrow. I'm kind of an idiot sometimes too. But I do think you should just tell him.”

“You can have mine and Sammy’s room,” Danny offered.

“And I can guarantee that Jake hasn’t slept with either of us in there,” Sam added. You laughed, and Danny shook his head. 

“Samuel Francis,” he said, chiding and affectionate. “You’re terrible at this sort of thing, you know?”

He shrugged, a lazy grin spreading over his face. “Got a laugh out of her, anyway.” He slung his arm over your shoulders. “Don’t fret, my pet. Once you get this bedroom thing sorted out, this week’s gonna be great. Not least because...” He pointed ahead of you with his walking stick. “We’re almost at your waterfall.”

The six of you came through the trees to a beautiful swimming hole and the accompanying waterfall, and you had to admit it was very nice. Jake was looking for skipping stones along the water's edge, and you joined him.

“Hiya, sweetheart,” he said. “Did you have a good time with Sam and Danny?”

“Yeah,” you said truthfully, thankful for their kind advice and help. You handed him a perfectly flat stone to add to his collection. “How’s this one?”

“This one,” he said, holding it up to inspect it, “is a winner. C’mere.”

You did, following him to the bank, and watched him skip your stone an impressive five times across the water. 

“Here, you try,” he said, handing you a few. 

“I’m not very good at it,” you said hesitantly.

He grinned. “Sweet!” At your confused look, he softened and pulled you snug against him, your back to his chest. “Gives me an excuse to get real close and teach you how it's done. I didn’t know how I was going to convince you to let me teach you if you were good at it.”

You smiled and snuggled close to him. “Don’t worry. I would have pretended not to know.”

Giving you some pointers, he stretched your arm out and showed you how to move your wrist just so. He did it with you a few times, sneaking kisses here and there, and you probably would have been more successful if you hadn't been so distracted by his warmth and affection.

“Okay, you try,” he said, letting you go.

“No, one more,” you said, wanting him close.

He chuckled. “How about some incentive? I'll give you a kiss for every skip.”

That was motivation enough, but you tossed the next stone with such vigor that it skated straight under the water without so much as one skip.

“Aw, super,” you said. You looked to Jake. “Can that count?”

He kissed your nose. “Half a point. Try again.”

You did, several times, and earned kisses for each paltry one- and two-skip attempt. Then, finally, your stoke skipped four times.

“Ha!” you said, exultant. “There. Four kisses, please.”

He smiled and obliged you, giving you an extra for a job well done. 

“See?” he said. “You’re pretty good after all.”

“And now you've Pavloved me into expecting kisses every time,” you teased. “That won’t ever get boring.”

He hummed and gently butted his head against yours. “You’re right. It won’t.”

Warm with his affectionate attention, you felt brave enough to bring up the bedroom situation, sure he would understand.

“Can I talk to you about something?” you asked.

“Always, sparrow,” he said gently. “What’s up?”

“Well... I was just wondering if we could switch rooms.”

His brow crinkled. “I mean, sure, if you want. Any reason in particular?”

You bit the inside of your cheek.

“Because, well...” You couldn't make yourself say it, wishing he’d just realize what it was instead of you having to spell it out. You didn't want to make him feel bad, and you definitely didn't want to be the one to drag the memory of his ex into your vacation. “I just want to. I think a little variety would be good for you.”

He gave you a bemused smile. “Okay, honey. Suits me.”

You hugged him, needing him close, and he hugged you back with a tight squeeze.

“I sure do love you, sparrow,” he said with a happy groan. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Me too,” you said contentedly. “For both things.”

When the sun started to sink and the air got colder, you made your way back to the cabin and started getting the bonfire going. Sam and Jake got the grill on, serving up a round of hamburgers and Sam’s very artfully crafted veggie sliders, and Josh made drinks while you and Baby helped Danny with the fire. Helped was a bit of a strong word, actually, given that Danny did most of the work, but he was grateful for your efforts all the same.

By the time the sun had set, the six of you were well on your way to being drunk. Josh was nothing if not a craftsman of strong drinks, and you all hung around the fire, tossing the football around and lounging in your camping chairs, talking and laughing and intermittently breaking out into song. The playlist you and Baby had curated was expertly tailored to the musical taste you shared with the boys, and none of them could resist a good tune.

“Listen to his tone on that,” Jake said to you, his accent slipping into tellingly British territory. He gestured with his cup, sloshing a bit over the rim. “I woke up and pressed my lips to a cup full of comfort, wrapped in the bliss of a golden shroud,” he sang, his voice raspy and warm. “God, that guitar sounds so cool.”

You smiled up at him, pleasantly buzzed and dreamy. “Not as cool as yours, honey.”

He grinned and gave you a kiss. “I like you. I think I’ll keep you.”

“Suits me, Jakey.” You draped your arm over his shoulder and let him sway you to the music. Your breaths came in silverly clouds, and you were thankful for his warmth in the chilly night. 

He nuzzled against your jaw, breathing you in, humming along to the tune. “You smell good, sparrow.”

You giggled when his hair brushed against your neck. “Thanks. It’s just soap.”

“It’s you,” he said. “Sunshine and fresh air.”

“Well, I have been out in the sun and the woods all day,” you reasoned.

He kissed a loved mark against your neck, and you lost yourself in his touch. 

“I have a theory,” he said after a moment.

You hummed. “What’s that?”

“You let me make love to you,” he said, “and I’ll make you the best love you ever had.”

You laughed. “That’s not a theory,” you protested. “That’s... a bargain, maybe, but not a theory.”

“Whatever,” he said. He pulled you close. “Bargain, theory, call it what you want. What say you, lassie?”

“Oh, there’s my pirate Jake,” you said, coy and affectionate. “I missed him.”

“He’s all yours, sparrow. Just say the word.”

You looked around the bonfire and saw Sam and Danny playing a card game, both of them laughing far more than any card game could make a person laugh sober. Josh and Baby were entangled in Josh’s camping chair, looking like they might very soon cross out that thing at the top of her list of things to do this week.

You had a mind to cross it off too, and as you’d been promised, Jake was more than amenable.

“Very well, Dread Pirate Kiszka,” you said, swaggering and posh. “As you wish.”

He grinned, wasting no time finishing off his drink and taking you inside. You were giggly and clumsy as you made your way through the dimly lit cabin, and you weren’t paying attention to where he was taking you until you passed the bathroom.

“Hold on,” you said, disentangling yourself from him. “Two seconds. Be right back.”

Going to find him after, you realized with a pang of chagrin that he was in the room he’d said you could move from. What’s more, he was absolutely dead to the world, spreadeagle on the bed with his shoes still on. You would have found it sweet and amusing — apparently even the promise of drunk pirate sex wasn’t enough to combat an unremembered number of tequila sodas — if you hadn't been so unhappy about where he’d fallen asleep.

You swallowed your feelings and gently took his shoes off, setting them neatly against the wall. Surely you could handle one night in this room; you wouldn't dream of bothering Jake by insisting he get up and move when he was already sleeping, not when the reason would be something as silly as your emotions. Getting undressed yourself, you got into bed next to him, trying very hard not to think of another girl who'd done the same thing in this very bed.

He roused just enough to move close to you, draping an arm over you.

“My love,” he mumbled, soft and sweet.

For some reason, you felt like crying. Couldn't he have called you his nickname for you, one you knew had never been used for another?

“I’m here, Jake,” you said softly. You pressed close to him, hiding your face against his shoulder, wishing you could forget every reason not to relax against him completely. Feeling the sting of tears that you knew you wouldn't be able to stop but would try to keep quiet, you weren't sure how successful you would be.

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Accidental Petrification

Part 3.

Ajax Petropolis x Normie F!Reader

Enemies to lovers

WORD COUNT: 1,846

Warnings

Cursing and objectifying words, slight usage of marijuana. Stoner Ajax my beloved, more bullying, this time towards Y/N and Ajax

Key

Y/N: Your name

Ajax

Iliana

Bullies

Part 2 👇

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After the 10-minute run to the dorms, the girls stumbled in through the door, laughing at Ajax's shock-stricken expression. Mud tracked slightly on the floor from wet sneakers, it had started to rain on their trek.

"Ah damn, shoes off Normie, we're tracking mud" Iliana laughs, taking off her shoes. Y/N obliged, not wanting to muck up the shared room. She pulled off her sneakers and tossed them next to the bathroom door.

"Okay so, what to wear?" Y/N hums, going through her dresser with a small smile. "Something casual" Iliana smiles, sitting on Y/N's bed as Y/N threw possible outfits up onto the bed. Blouses, sweaters, skirts, and pants, all went flying. This went on for about 20 minutes, and at one point they had just reverted to trying on clothes rather than just looking at them.

"STOP" Iliana shouts when Y/N came from behind the dressing screen, wearing a blue Cashmere sweater, and grey acid wash jeans. "That's pretty casual" Iliana smiles, getting up to circle her before her snakes gave a happy-sounding hiss. "That's the one" She giggles.

Y/N found it funny, leaving the clothes hunt up to the snakes, but quoting Iliana, 'male gorgons have snakes for brains', so she figured to believe them. She smoothed out her sweater, and went to brush out her hair, styling it in a way that she liked. She didn't know why she was so excited, or why she was getting so dressed up, she just blamed that she was excited to go back to Jericho.

Once she was ready, she pulled on some warm ankle boots, a coat, and a scarf since it had gotten cold outside, glad that she had requested hot chocolate rather than coffee.

After Y/N was dressed and warm, she waved to Iliana and grabbed her bag, before heading down to the front yard to catch a shuttle into town.

The trip was quick, and the walk to the Weathervane was brisk, the chilled air giving her some form of motivation to arrive faster to reach the warmth. When Y/N stood in front of the Weathervane, she looked in through the glass door to see Ajax, sitting quietly at one of the booths, scrolling through his phone with a white chocolate mocha latte in hand, taking an idle sip here and there.

She took one last breath of the cool air, before walking inside, the bell on the door jingling as she pushed it open. The noise caused Ajax to look up, in the middle of sipping his drink, but when he recognized her, that same goofy smile graced his face.

And even if she didn't want to admit it, she smiled back. She sighs, walking over to the booth with a small hum. "Hello snake boy" She smiles, sitting down as Ajax slid a cup of hot chocolate with a neat swirl of whipped cream on top, along with a cherry, and a strawberry croissant in front of her. "Hot chocolate and a croissant. You said you liked strawberries right?"

He murmurs, putting his phone in his pocket as he took another sip of his drink. At least he was attentive. Ish. "Yeah, I like strawberries" She chuckles, picking up the cup of hot chocolate to blow on, before taking a small sip. She had always preferred the hot chocolate from the Weathervane, enjoying just how rich the chocolate was, with a hint of peppermint.

"Cool" Ajax chuckles, a sort of dorky sound. "Uhm... Can I ask you a question?" He queried, thumb fidgeting with the paper ring on the cup. Y/N looks up from her hot chocolate, a bit of whipped cream on her lip. "Yeah, I guess. What's up?" She hums, and Ajax couldn't help but laugh a little. "Here, hold on" He mumbles, picking up a napkin from the napkin dispenser, and moving to wipe the whipped cream off her lip.

Y/N had to admit, the motion was sweet, and it softened her just a little more. "But yeah, my question was. What was it like going to a normal school?" He questioned, leaning back in his seat.

"Well... It was as normal for me, as going to Nevermore is for you. Standard teenage drama and all, minus the snakes and werewolves" She shrugs, chuckling as she took a sip of her hot chocolate.

"Oh, cool" Ajax nods, his shy smile returning to his lips as he looked down at his latte. She could tell there was more to the question, but she was willing to let it sit for now. She opened her mouth to say something else but was rudely interrupted by a pair of hands slamming down on the table, hard enough for it to shake, causing the two of them to jump.

There stood three teenagers, two boys, and a girl. "Looks like someone's switching teams" One of the boys sneered, he was on the shorter side, stocky and rat-faced.

"I'm sorry?" Y/N scoffed, looking over the other two party members, she recognized them all from her old school, some small group of bullies that got rowdy here and there.

"You heard me. A Normie, going to school with the freaks. What, are you dating one now? It's been less than a day, already whoring yourself out huh?" The boy fumed, earning snickers from the other two.

"And if I was? I don't think it's any of your business" She huffs, turning back to her hot chocolate, glancing up at Ajax, who looked uncomfortable, but also right pissed, snakes writhing under his hat.

The group didn't expect that response but were directing their attention towards Ajax. "Look at that, what're you gonna do? Hiss at us?" The head boy hissed, the other two mimicking little 'ssssss' noises. "How sad, dude is such a pussy that he won't even stand up for his girl" The other boy cackled, and Ajax looked over at Y/N, almost to ask for permission. She knew what he was planning, so she waved a hand at him.

Ajax was in no way usually confrontational, he was shy and anxious, always too scared to make eye contact, but in this specific moment, an odd type of rage had bubbled up in his center. He rose from the table, glancing over at Y/N as she picked a piece of her croissant. "Close your eyes this time yeah?" He asks, and Y/N looks up at him with a soft chuckle. "Only if you don't look at your reflection" she teased, before covering her eyes with her palms and angling her head away from them.

Ajax stares down at the group, tall enough to tower over them. "I'm not even going to waste my breath on you" He huffs, making sure no one else was in the cafe, before pulling off his beanie.

The snakes rose, hissing loudly, out matching their mocking from earlier, clearly in a hostile mood. He stared each of the kids in the eyes, and soon enough, all three of them were petrified, terrified expressions etched into stone.

Once his hat was back on, and the snakes had finished writhing, he looked over at Y/N with a soft sigh. "You're good to look now" He nods, and Y/N uncovered her eyes and looked over the now petrified trio. "They almost look better stoned" Y/N chuckles, getting up as she crossed her arms with a sigh, and looked up at Ajax, immediately noticing his anxious and slightly upset expression.

"Hey... Why don't we get out of here? We can walk back, I'm sure the shuttles are done for the night by now" She sighs, picking up her hot chocolate, and holding Ajax's latte out to him.

Ajax reluctantly took the latte, not even sure if he wanted it, he knew he would want it later on. Ajax nods, offering a hand out to her.

"I know we weren't exactly on hand shaking terms earlier, but is hand holding an option now?" He asks shyly, shifting on his feet. Y/N smiles, knowing that he was uncomfortable, and took his hand.

"Alright you big baby, lets go." She sighs, before leading him out and started the long walk back to Nevermore.

The walk was mostly quiet, holding hands until Ajax pulled his away, taking a neatly (but much needed) rolled joint out from his pocket to place between his teeth to light. He struggled to light the lighter with his hands being cold, but he figured it out pretty quickly.

He took a slow and needed drag, glancing down at Y/N, his cheeks flushing. "Uhm... Try not to tell any of the teachers about this yeah? " he mumbles, looking away from her, being sure to blow the fragrant smoke in the other direction.

"Your secret is safe with me snake boy" she smiles. In reality, she had deduced that Ajax didn't enjoy stoning people, and with that, she was okay. He had put the joint out near the entrance of the academy, and Y/N sprayed him with a bit of the perfume she had in her pocket.

They parted ways at the dorms, Y/N heading down her Hall while Ajax headed down his. Y/N walked in, taking a long breath when she finally made it to her door, pushing it open. She had hoped to talk with Iliana, but she was already passed smooth out in her bed, bundled up in her blankets.

Y/N sighs, taking off her shoes, and going to shower to warm up, and hopefully wash off the stress from the encounter with the bullies. After her shower, she walked out and got changed into some loose fitting pajamas, and sat down at her desk to scroll through her phone for a while.

That was cut short by a knock on the door, which she begrudgingly got up to open.

When the door creaked open, Y/N was surprised to find Ajax, who apparently followed her routine, showered and now in pajamas.

"Can I come in?" He mumbles, fidgeting with his hands as he looked down at his feet. "You're lucky you're growing on me" She sighs, stepping aside to let him in.

The comment earned a sheepish smile from Ajax, who was still just as nervous. After a few moments of standing in silence, he very carefully pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry you had to listen to them just because I was there" he murmurs, and Y/N sighs, hugging him back, tightening the hug slightly.

"It's okay" She mumbles, face pressed into his shoulder. "Thank you, for trying to protect me" she nods.

They stood there for about 5 minutes, just enjoying each others company. His hands slowly and wearily reached up to cup her face, standing like that for a moment as he looked down at her, almost trying to commit every aspect of her face to memory.

He very slowly leaned down, and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

Now KITH

Anyways

This one moved pretty fast, but I'm sad to say that I think I might end this one here!

If it gets in high enough demand, I might wright some more for it. I hope y'all enjoyed! I'm really happy with the response on this so far, and I'm glad Ajax is finally getting more outward recognition ^^.

I also used some color coding, I might go back through the other two and do that so it's a little easier to read. My writing style tends to be pretty jumpy lol.

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Peppermint: Black Cat Lurking

Designer's Reflection: Black Cat Lurking

Obtained: Sea of Fantasy Gleam

Rarity: SSR

Attribute: Purple/Sexy

Awakened Suit: Black Cat Contract

Story - transcripts from Designer's Reflection

Chapter 1 - President's Black Cat

Chapter 2 - Hidden Truth

Chapter 3 - Strange Mission

Chapter 4 - End of Dimension

Story - summarized

Rumors are circulating about Mercury and his black cat. The "President Elf" keeps his cards close to his chest, but recently, a rival group, Rockefeller, has blackmailed the Mercury Group with some old, but specific, intel about Mercury smuggling cat food.

Besides Mercury, only one other creature would dare go near that section of the study: the black cat. Mercury is suspicious, but he leaves the cat alone. Once he steps out of the room, the black cat shape-shifts into a young man.

The Black Cat Boy is the best spy in Lodden, and Rockefeller hired him to dig up dirt on Mercury that they could use against him in negotiations. The boy splits his time between cuddling with Mercury and delivering intel.

Vulture, Mercury's closest agent, notices the odd behavior, and tries to catch the cat in the act. But the boy figures out he's being watched, so he has to be careful in future missions.

This was only the first chapter of Peppermint's new project: a fanfiction based after a mysterious incident regarding the past owner of New Wing Island before Mercury bought him out.

Connections

-Mercury actually did have a black cat. You can see it in Vol. 1 Ch. 6, when Nikki has visions of Mercury and the cat in his office.

-Peppermint makes herself a pumpkin latte at the end of the Reflection. When the Casual Drinks section of the workshop opened, Peppermint was the first one, meeting an online friend at a café to try a pumpkin latte (per Ai's recommendation).

-Peppermint mentions that the Rockefeller group is fictional, but based after an incident that happened at a Mercury dinner. This is when Mercury himself killed Winslet, a rival who owned New Wing Island.

Fun Facts

-Rockefeller was the name of an American oil tycoon who revolutionized the petroleum industry, and also eliminated his competitors by sabotaging their businesses.

-A common saying in English goes "Curiosity killed the cat," but this is actually half of the original expression. The full version goes, "Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back." It encourages exploring and discovering new things rather than avoiding them.

-Peppermint is most famous for her "Suicide Seal" manga, and she has a Little Seal pillow based on the character from the manga.

[hannahshattuck]

The Caramel Latte Boy

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers

Rating: Gen

Art by: @estelior (view the amazing art here)

Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmate Identifying Marks, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Established Sam Wilson/Natasha Romanov, Slight Age Difference, Coffee Shops, Barista Steve Rogers, Shrinkyclinks, Beefy Bucky Barnes

Summary: Everyone knows their soulmate by their twentieth birthday, some know as early as sixteen. For Steve, his twentieth is three days away and if he doesn’t meet his soulmate by then the chances of having one drastically lowers. For twenty-three year old Bucky, he’s accepted the fact he most likely doesn’t have a soulmate. Moving from Indiana to New York for a change of scenery proves to be the best decision he’s made.

Written for @buckybarnesevents ShrinkyClinks Double Bang 2023

“Caramel latte for Jamie!” Steve yells through the bustle of the morning rush. Being a barista for his best friends coffee shop, Widow’s, is the highlight of Steve’s life. He gets to meet many people from different walks of life. Business men on their way to work, suburban moms whose toddlers are always causing a ruckus, college students who run on caffeine and empty promises from professors; it’s never a dull moment at Widow’s.

“Peppermint mocha for Lisa!” Steve yelled again as he set another drink on the counter. A man walked up to the counter and smiled. “Hi, how can I help you?”

“You have a drink for Jamie?”

Steve grabbed the caramel latte he set down previously. “Here you go, sir.”

“Thanks, doll.” The man, Jamie, smiled and winked. Steve cursed his Irish genes as he felt his cheeks heat up, his face most likely turning tomato red. 

Steve watched Jamie leave until someone clears their throat. The barista turned his attention to a woman who could rival any Karen.

“My drink?” She crossed her arms over her chest, glaring at Steve.

“For?”

“Lisa. Are you stupid?”

Steve slid her drink to her. “Have a nice day, ma’am.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.”

Steve blinked as the lady walked out. Oh well. Some people were just destined to be rude. Steve turned back to the espresso machine and continued making drinks while thinking about that Jamie guy. His storm gray eyes, his brown hair that was tied in a bun at the nape of his neck, the burgundy henley that hugged his arms and chest, and those jeans that hugged tree trunk thighs. Steve felt a stirring in his groin that was definitely not work appropriate even if he was behind a counter.

As Steve went through the motions for the rest of the day, he wondered if Jamie would come in again or if it was a one time thing. Maybe Widow’s was close to his work and he was running late? Maybe he’s just visiting the area? Either way Steve hopes to see him again.

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“Caramel latte for Jamie!” Steve couldn’t help the smile on his face as he called the order to someone who became his favorite customer. Jamie always ordered the same drink and sometimes for a food item. But the drink order never changed. This afternoon was slow for the employees of Widow’s. Since the weather was nice most people were hanging out at the park across the street which caused the tables to be available. 

When Jamie walked in, he placed his order as usual but instead of waiting for the drink and then leaving, he placed himself at a table towards the back of the shop. He pulled out a book from the backpack on the floor and opened it to start reading. Steve couldn’t tell the title from his spot behind the counter but made a mental note to ask Jamie before he left. 

Unfortunately, a rush of customers came in and Steve didn’t get a chance to ask Jamie about his book. Hopefully next time Jamie comes in Steve can ask. He might have to hold the caramel latte hostage until he can ask.

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It was three weeks before Jamie came back in. It was slow so Steve was the only one out on the floor while his best friend and one of the owners, Sam, was working on business stuff. Steve smirked as Jamie walked up to the counter, backpack slung over one of his broad shoulders.

“Hi, welcome to Widow’s. What can I get started for you today?” Steve played up his customer service self more than usual.

Jamie seemed to like it, however, and played along. “Hi. This is my first time. What do you recommend?”

“Well I’ve heard the caramel latte is pretty good.” Steve smirked.

“Then I shall have one.” 

Steve put in Jamie’s usual order, “And can I get a name?”

“Bucky.”

Steve looked up with furrowed eyebrows, “Bucky?”

“Yeah,” Jam-Bucky smiled. He placed a hand on the counter and leaned close to Steve. “That’s what I want pretty boys to call me.”

Steve’s brain whited out. 404 error. Brain not found. D-did this beautiful man just call Steve…pretty?

“Steve?”

Steve blinked and came back to his body to see Bucky watch him with concern. “Are you okay? I’m sorry if that was to forward.”

“No!” Steve responded almost too quickly. “No, you're completely fine. Just caught me off is all.”

Bucky breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought I scared you off. Because I really do think you’re pretty and if it’s not too forward I’d love to get your number.”

Steve blushed as he smiled. “S-sure. I’ll write it on your cup like a cliche. How’s that sound?”

Bucky chuckled, which was music to Steve’s ears. “That sounds perfect, doll.”

Steve smiled as he told Bucky his total and took the payment from the other man. Steve made the drink with a smile on his face which Sam teases him about since he’s known Steve’s had an eye on their customer. Steve made sure to write his number on the cup before he called out Bucky’s drink.

“Caramel latte for,” and then Steve read out his number. Bucky laughed as he walked up to the counter. “Sorry, sir. I don’t think this is for you.” Steve pulled the drink back with a smile. 

“Punk.”

“Jerk.”

Both men gasped and grabbed their arms. They then looked at each other with wide eyes.

Bucky’s eyes welled up as he looked at Steve. “Y-you…” Bucky couldn’t finish his sentence in case it wasn’t true. At twenty-three, Bucky was certain he didn’t have a soulmate and the jerk on his arm would taunt him the rest of his life. He moved from Indiana because he couldn’t stand the sympathy he was getting from his family. A kid who lost both his parents and older sister at the age of twelve didn’t have a soulmate. Bucky could take his aunts trying to convince him there was someone out there when after one turned twenty the chance of having a soulmate was almost zero. 

Steve looked between his arm, where punk was glowing slightly, and Bucky who looked like he was going to lose it any moment. Steve was ready to accept he didn’t have a soulmate once he turned twenty but he kept hoping. And now, standing behind the counter at his work staring into the eyes of the man he’s to spend the rest of his life with, Steve’s glad he held out hope.

“Oh my god.” Someone said which brought both Steve and Bucky back to the present. Steve turned his head and saw his other best friend, Natasha, standing at the front like she just walked in. “You’re each other’s soulmates.”

“Oh shit…” Sam said as he stared at the two men.

“Yeah,” Bucky’s voice cracked. “Sorry, I thought I didn’t have a soulmate.”

Steve smiled as his own eyes started to fill with happy tears. “Honestly I was starting to think I didn’t either. I turn twenty in three days and I was starting to accept there wasn’t someone out there.”

Bucky chuckled and wiped his eyes. “I’d really like to hug you if that’s okay.”

Steve smiled as he jumped over the counter into Bucky’s arms. Steve fit perfectly in Bucky’s arms with the top of his head coming to just under Bucky’s chin. The taller man placed a kiss on the top of Steve’s head and tightened his hold. Bucky hoped this wasn’t a dream and he’d wake up lonely in the bed of his apartment. 

“Please tell me this is real.” Bucky mumbled.

Steve tightened his hold around Bucky’s waist. “It’s real.” Steve looked up at his soulmate. “Very real.” He said before placing a kiss on the lips that he’s dreamed about since Bucky first came into Widow’s.

Bucky pulled back from the kiss and smiled down at Steve. “Good. Because you’re stuck with me.”

Steve smiled back, “I wouldn’t want anything else.”

[harrywavycurly]

Can we get an update on pregnant reader and Eddie?

Hiii babes!! So I am working on an update that’s actually another request so in the meantime I thought maybe I’d give you some random conversations. I hope that’s okay??😬💖

-friendly reminder in this series Eddie is a boy dad✨

*Eddie knows you’re pregnant but he doesn’t know much else…also this mentions Chrissy because in this universe everyone is alive lol*

“You like the color black?” “Yeah it goes with everything and it’s just easy.” “It’s easy? It’s a color princess not a math test.” “It’s just an easy color to find things in like when people try to get you a gift or whatever it’s always easy to find stuff in black.” “I’ve never thought of it like that…” “what’s yours?” “I like black but I also like red.” “How very metal of you Eddie.” “That’s me. Totally metal.” “Well Mr. Heavy Metal can you hand me that pack of onesies so I can wash them.”

“Did you really just ask me that in the middle of the frozen section of the mini mart?” “I mean…no time like the present right?” “Eddie…” “what? I just..I just realized I like doing things like this…with you and I know we kinda are on this crazy journey right now but I just needed to know where you’re mind is…about…us.” “I mean you’re offering to help me raise my baby so…I kinda thought you were my boyfriend at the very least.” “Really? Thank god I was terrified you were about to drop the best friend line on me.” “Best friends know more about each other than we do. So yeah you’re my boyfriend…if that’s okay?” “Hell yeah that’s okay baby.” “Now what kind of frozen pizza do you want?” “Whatever my girlfriend wants is fine with me.” “You’re kind of annoying has anyone ever told you that?” “Everyday since I was three.”

“Hey sweetheart do you drink coffee?” “Yeah I just can’t right now.” “How do you take it?” “My coffee? Just cream and sugar and I do like to dabble in holiday flavors when they are out.” “Please tell me you’re not a pumpkin spice girl…” “says the man who goes crazy for anything gingerbread flavored.” “Gingerbread is delicious.” “So is an iced pumpkin spice latte.” “Moving on…do you drink tea?” “Yes herbal teas are my favorite. I drink peppermint when I’m nauseous.” “Just by itself or do you add shit to it?” “Well peppermint I drink plain but like the ginger lemon one I add honey.” “Honey…ginger lemon…got it.” “Are you writing all this down?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “So one day when you ask me for coffee or tea i know exactly how you like it…why are you crying?” “You’re so fucking cute Eddie Munson.”

“So you loved her? Or was it just a crush?” “Uhh just a crush I think…never acted on it so not sure…Chrissy was nice though she was never mean to me like her asshole boyfriend was.” “That’s good I’d hate to have to kick her ass.” “What about you? Anyone I need to beat up?” “Uh…I can think of one….” “did uh did you two date or was it like a uhm…one night type thing?” “he was an on and off type thing but he decided to cut all ties when he found out I was pregnant.” “Shit I’m sorry sweetheart. He’s clearly the world’s biggest idiot for letting you go.” “Thanks Eddie.” “I’ll gladly kick his ass for you baby just point him out and his ass is grass.” “Hopefully I won’t ever see him again but yeah…I’ll point him out for you.” “You know I’d never make you do all this alone right?” “What if…what if this get to be too much for you? I wouldn’t blame you for leaving.” “Let me make it clear for you okay? Even if one day we decide we aren’t good for each other and break up or whatever…I will still be apart of his life, I will make sure he knows he’s loved…now I may not be the best role model but I’ll at least be there for him to look up to.” “Why do you always make me cry? It’s fucking rude.”

[littlechase21]

Weekly Tag Wednesday

💟Name:

Chase

#️⃣Age:

22

🗺️Location:

Michigan USA 💛💙💛💙 GO BLUE!!

🧥Do you own a robe? Describe it.

No I don’t. I used to have a light blue robe with sheep on it.

☕️Do you have a favorite mug? Describe it.

I have a tiny Alice in wonderland mug. I found it at a thrift store. I love all things Alice in wonderland!

🧣Do you have a favorite blanket? Describe it.

I made a blanket from some sloth fabric my mom got me and the other side is forest print with deer!

🍵Coffee or Tea?

Coffee

↳🔥🧊Hot or Cold?

Both. Some days I need a monster salted caramel coffee or sometimes I need a peppermint mocha latte

🧦Fuzzy socks or Wool socks?

Grippy socks!!!

🧤Gloves or Mittens?

Neither… I usually forget them.

🔥Fireplace or Campfire?

Probably fireplace. Outside has bugs. I get eaten up easily

🌞🌜Sun or Moon?

Moon… the sun triggers my migraines

🍬Chocolate candy or Sugar candy?

Chocolate all the way

🥐Sweet Pastry or Savory Pastry?

Sweet!!!

🎃Peppermint or Pumpkin Spice?

Peppermint!!

🛏️Go to bed early or Wake up early?

Go to bed early.

🥣Cold cereal in milk or Hot oatmeal?

Cold cereal. Unless it’s the Dino eggs oatmeal.

🍞Potatoes or Bread?

Potatoes. Cuz hashbrowns

And Finally…

🚬Gallagher or Milkovich

Both. You know I love those boys both too much!!

❤️❤️❤️

Tagging: @gallavichthings @ian-galagher @ianmickgallagher @mickmilks @milkovichrules @mybrainismelted

[victorluvsalice]

Valicer Not-Incorrect Quotes, Christmas Edition

Victor: [knocking on Smiler's door with Alice] Smiler? Are you ready to go?

Smiler: [flings opens the door, sporting a bright yellow Santa hat, sparkly red and green eye makeup, a yellow sweater with purple snowflakes, and black pants featuring embroidered red and green light strings with real flashing lights in them] Hello, my lovelies! I bring the spirit of the season with me!

Alice: ...the spirit of the season is making my eyes bleed.

Smiler: That's an important Christmas tradition, let's go.

--

Victor: [enters Smiler's living room area to find them setting up a bright yellow Christmas tree] ...

Smiler: [looks over] What's up?

Victor: ...you really -- of course you do, why would I assume you'd have a green Christmas tree.

Smiler: Yeah, do I look like Thirteen? Now help me get this thing into the stand, it's being difficult.

--

Smiler: [arriving back at the trio's house post-everyone moving in together] Hey! I'm back!

Alice: [emerging from the kitchen to greet them] Welcome home -- Victor's currently making sure the gingerbread doesn't burn, but he'll be --

Alice: [pause, sniffs the air]

Alice: [knowingly] Ah. Peppermint latte season then?

Smiler: We had a special promotion so I'm probably going to smell like this until Easter, yeah.

--

Smiler: [noodling around on their drum set] Hey, you guys want to hear me play my special version of "Little Drummer Boy?"

Victor: Sure. [sits down on the couch]

Alice: [joining him] If you'd be so kind.

Smiler: My pleasure! [starts playing the familiar rhythm as they sing the song]

Victor & Alice: [listening attentively, smiling]

Smiler: [singing in time with their drum beats] ~I played my drum for Him pa-rum-pum-pum-pum; I played my best for Him, pa-rum-pum-pum~

Smiler: [segues into a solo that -- sounds rather different from the traditional pa-rum-pum-pum-pum beat]

Alice: [raises an eyebrow]

Victor: [looks confused -- and then something clicks, and he groans into his hands] Oh, you didn't...

Alice: ?

Victor: [singing along to the beat] ~Never gonna run around, and desert you~

Alice: [immediately whipping around to glare at Smiler]

Smiler: [big shit-eating grin] If Victor can make a classical piano version --

--

Emily: [coming into Galactica's living room, with Victoria, Victor, Alice, and Smiler in her wake] Hello all! We're here! We brought snacks!

Galactica: [getting up from the couch where she was sitting with Oblivion, Rita, and Thirteen] Hi! Thanks for coming!

Thirteen: [also getting up] Whatcha got?

Victoria: [proudly showing off a bunch of marshmallow snowmen with things like pretzel arms and licorice scarves] I found how to make them online -- aren't they cute?

Galactica: Awww, they're adorable.

Oblivion: Perfect -- we're doing Hallmark tonight.

Thirteen: [beaming] Yeah, I can't wait to get out the hot chocolate and drown Frosty.

Victoria: [stares at her with wide eyes]

Thirteen: What?

Victoria: [sternly, holding the tray protectively against herself] No.

Victor: [puzzled] Victoria, that was literally a serving suggestion on the site you found them on.

Victoria: No.

Alice: We brought them to be eaten. That was the whole point.

Victoria: I will fight you all to protect these snowmen.

Smiler: I love how you think that is a deterrent with my friends.

Rita: [cracking her knuckles with a grin] Yeah, bring it on.

--

[the trio are listening to "You're A Mean One, Mr. Grinch" on the radio]

Smiler: Would you like to know a fun fact about this song?

Alice: Hit us.

Smiler: Okay, so, while the short itself is narrated by Boris Karloff, this song isn't sung by him -- instead it's sung by a guy named Thurl Ravenscroft.

Victor: ...Well, I don't think I can ever complain about my middle name again. Who names their child Thurl?

Smiler: That bit I don't know, but do you know what Thurl's most famous voice acting role is?

Alice: I do not, but I suspect it's something gothic.

Smiler: Nope -- Tony the Tiger. As in Frosted Flakes's Tony.

Alice: What.

Victor: Really??

Smiler: Yup! And, thanks to one of the most popular tumblr blogs commenting that it sounds like Tony's breakup song to The Grinch, and someone else then drawing that -- well, there's now a Tony/Grinch fandom.

Alice: [laughing] Oh my God.

Victor: [also laughing] This is why tumblr is the most bizarre place on the internet. How do you get a weirder ship than that?

Smiler: [beaming] Well, there's Batman -- as Bruce Wayne -- being the side piece of Miss Piggy and Kermit. Also found on tumblr!

Victor: [shaking his head] I shouldn't have asked.

Alice: At this point, to get stranger, someone's going to have to throw together some random video game character, a stop-motion puppet, and a roller coaster.

Smiler: Trust me, I'm sure somebody's done that.

--

[backtothestart02]

Until There Was You - 2/7 | westallen fanfiction

Westallen secret santa gift

For: @dickandcr

From: @backtothestart02

Rating: T - for some language and suggestive material

Christmas note: I hope you enjoy! Have an amazing holiday season!

Chapter 2 -

It was a few days of newly renewed hesitant bliss before Iris found the courage to not avoid Linda at work anymore. She came early to work actually, like she knew Linda liked to do, and even brought her the newest Christmas flavor from a nearby Starbucks as a peace offering. She didn’t even take off her coat, just went straight to Linda’s desk and waited for her to glance up at her.

She spoke before she looked.

“Don’t tell me. You got back together.”

“Cinnamon coated whipped cream on top of the newest peppermint latte. From yours truly.”

Linda flicked up her gaze to the Iris’ hopeful eyes and reluctantly took the beverage from her.

“Bribes will not work.” She took a sip. “Mmm. Even tasty ones.”

Iris grabbed a chair and sat across from her.

“I’m sorry, Lin, but I was afraid what you were gonna think…and say.”

“Warranted.”

“I didn’t expect you to jump for joy, but-”

“Good, because I’m seething. Iris, honestly, how could you? After everythi-”

“He quit his job.”

Her eyes bulged, but she shook it off.

“That’s not an improvement. He needs income. What, did he expect you’d move in with him and carry the weight?”

“No…he has a new job now. Starts today.”

Linda’s brows furrowed.

“I don’t understand.”

“This one has a more flexible schedule. No nights, weekends, holidays, even a longer lunch break and vacation time.”

Linda nibbled on her bottom lip.

“He’s been looking for a job like this for weeks apparently. I don’t know, Lin, it feels like he’s really trying.”

Linda sighed.

“It does appear that way.”

“All I ask is that you give him a chance.”

“No. I ran out of chances like five chances ago.”

Iris groaned and face palmed herself.

“But,” Linda continued. “I will try to tolerate his existence and be happy for you if he’s being serious about changing.”

“He is, I think.”

“I don’t have to like him though, right?”

Iris gave a weak smile.

“That’s asking too much of me, honey. Sorry, I can’t do it.”

“Alright,” Iris said. “I can accept that.”

“And next time?”

“Yeah?”

“Less cinnamon. I feel like I’m gonna choke on it.”

Iris laughed.

“Noted.”

Linda reached for her hand as Iris stood up, intending to retreat to her desk.

“Don’t put days between us again, yeah?”

Iris smiled softly.

“Also noted.”

…

He hadn’t seen Patty in what – nine months? Yeah, that felt accurate. He cringed at that. He hoped she would be happy to see him. The fact that he wasn’t sure told him that this was the right way to go.

He’d been reluctant to see his mother’s – and it turned out, father’s – line of reasoning, but they were right. He did love Patty, and he wanted her in his life. The only way to keep moving forward was to make a grand gesture. And boy, if this wasn’t the biggest grand gesture he’d ever imagined for himself.

So, he took a flight up to New York City, a cab out to the precinct on the south side of town, and made a quick detour for a flower shop before setting inside and asking for direction to find a certain CSI that he was intent on surprising.

He was directed to the second floor and a lab at the end of the long hall. The person who’d directed him said there should be no one else up there. All the other CSIs went out to lunch, but ‘Miss Spivot’, as she was referred to on the job, liked her solitude.

He took a deep breath when he reached the end of the hall, ducked his head inside to see if she was indeed inside and then knocked lightly on the metal doorframe.

“Come in.”

He smirked. She hadn’t even looked up. So, he knocked again, this time a little harder.

“I said-” She spun around, sounding mildly annoyed, but that was until she saw the smiling face looking at her from the hall. “Barry?!”

He power-walked over to her and presented her with the array of flowers he’d picked out from the shop.

“These are for you.”

Her mouth hanging open, she dropped the pen she’d been holding onto and jumped into his arms, kissing him soundly.

“God, I’ve missed kissing you,” she murmured.

“You surprised?”

She pulled back, brushing some of his hair out of his eyes.

“Always. I can’t believe you’re here!”

“If you can’t believe that, you won’t believe what I have to say next either.”

Her eyes widened.

“I’m listening.”

“I’m staying.”

“For the holidays?” Her first thought.

He tugged her closer.

“For good.”

“What?” she asked, tears welling up. “You mean it? You’re coming to stay? For me.”

“I’m serious about us, Patty. I want us to take that next step.”

She kissed him again.

“I love you.”

He beamed, the words washing over him in joyful waves.

“I love you, too.”

…

It was less chaotic and confusing than Barry had expected it to be, yet it was still somewhat difficult finding his cousin’s dorm room on the NYU campus. After about half an hour of wandering about, he stumbled onto an information desk and explained his situation. The young woman was helpful enough and directed him to a building across the courtyard and the room number that Jesse Wells inhabited.

Two knocks had a frazzled, petite brunette looking at him with a curling rolls in her hair and a dumbfounded smile on her face.

“Barry?”

“Am I interrupting something?” he asked, grinning wide.

She lunged across the doorway and hugged him tightly. He lifted her up slightly and smiled into the curlers bopping about in her short hair.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“Are you busy? I have a proposition for you.”

“I’m all ears,” she said, practically bouncing up onto her toes.

He chuckled.

“You sure? Because your hair implies…otherwise. You got a hot date, or-?”

She rolled her eyes.

“No. I have a presentation this evening for my night class. Professor said we have to look super professional, so I thought I’d curl my hair for the occasion. Now tell me what you want before I have to squeeze it out of you!”

“Alright. I’m moving.”

“Moving.” Her eyes widened. “To where?”

“Where do you think, Jess? Here. To New York City!”

“Oh, my God!” she gasped, hugging him tightly again. “For real? Like, for real, for real? I thought you were weirdly attached to your parents.”

He looked mildly annoyed at that observation.

“Sorry,” she said, obviously not sorry.

He cleared his throat.

“Mom gave me a little pushing to show me what was important, and let’s just say…I realized if I want this relationship with Patty to stay intact…”

“Oh, my God!” she declared again. “You’re going to propose! And you told me first, aww.”

He laughed.

“You want to help me pick out the ring?”

“Want to? I demand you let me.”

He shook his head, smiling.

“Okay, okay, let’s get going then.” He tugged on her arm.

“Hold your horses, Mr. Allen. Let me get these curlers out of my hair so I look somewhat presentable at Tiffany’s.”

“Tiffany’s?” he asked, brows furrowed.

She looked at him in disbelief.

“You’re in New York, and you’re proposing.” She laid her hand on his shoulder. “It has to be Tiffany’s.”

[gracev0609]

Welcome to the realm of Iced Chai!

Stay awhile...

This is purely fiction. I do not know any of the people mentioned, nor do I pretend to know them. Everything I write is 18+ and explicit,so minors DNI!

Stories under the cut

The Iced Chai Universe can be read in order, or as individual fics. Although I do think its more fun to read them in order ❤️

The original, Iced Vanilla Chai with Oat Milk

Iced Chai - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader

You accidentally steal Josh's drink at a local coffee shop and it leads you into a whirlwind romance.

Iced Chai Latte, with a shot of Espresso

Keys - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny

(Polyamorous Relationship)

You go to a friend's key party with Josh, and the both of you leave with another friend of his.

Cinnamon Bun Latte

Room Key - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny (Polyamorous Relationship)

You meet up with Josh on tour and end up having another threesome with Danny.

Pumpkin Spice Latte

Sundays - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny (Polyamorous Relationship)

You have been dating both Josh and Danny for a little while now. After a sexy Sunday romp in the sheets you all go to breakfast and then the craft store.

Gingerbread Latte

Giving & Receiving - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny ( Polyamorous Relationship)

You travel to Frankenmuth to celebrate Thanksgiving with the boys families and you discover some life changing news.

Peppermint Mocha

Love to Keep Me Warm - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny ( Polyamorous Relationship)

You spend Christmas in Frankenmuth and Josh tells your families about your new addition.

Strawberry Green Tea

Be My Valentine - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny ( Polyamorous Relationship)

You spend Valentine's Day with the boys and after you tire for the day Josh and Danny spend some time professing their love to each other.

Honey Lavender Latte

Forever With You - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny ( Polyamorous Relationship)

Danny decides to propose to you and Josh with the notion of getting permanent jewelry. You invite all your friends and family to your home to celebrate your love.

Iced Matcha Latte

Greatest Gift - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny (Polyamorous Relationship)

You celebrate your baby shower, admittedly too close to your due date, and you end up welcoming your new addition to the family.

Caramel Vanilla Iced Breve

My Heart's Always Yours - Josh X Queer Plus Size Reader X Danny (Polyamorous Relationship)

After having your baby you haven't been feeling good about your body, Josh and Danny are determined to change that.

Rocky Road Mocha

Plaything - Josh X Danny X Queer Plus Size Reader (Polyamorous Relationship)

Josh and Danny go out on a date, and Josh is determined to make this evening go the way he planned.

Lavender Lemonade

I Can Be Myself With You - Josh X Danny X Queer Plus Size Reader (Polyamorous Relationship)

Y/N, Josh, Danny and Hazel go to their local Pride in the Park.

London Fog

Sleepovers & Baby Snuggles - Josh X Danny X Y/N (Polyamorous Relationship) Ft. Uncle Jake

Uncle Jake watches Hazel overnight for the first time.

Black Tea Sweetened With Honey

Welcome Home Honey - Iced Chai Jake

Jake has some incredible news for his family.

Blueberry Vanilla Iced Latte

I Love You More - Josh X Danny X Queer Plus Size Reader (Polyamorous Relationship)

Josh, Danny and Y/N explore a new kink.

Cinnamon Vanilla Iced Coffee

Seriously, You Look Really Good Like That... - Josh X Danny X Queer Plus Size Reader (Polyamorous Relationship)

Josh, Danny and their Lovie play with their body modifications.

Iced Chai Universe Blurbs-

Oh, Baby! - Y/N reveals to Josh and Danny the gender of their baby.

You Look Good Like That - Josh and Danny get body mods.

Cutest Pumpkin in the Patch - The Iced Chai gang takes Hazel to the pumpkin patch.

One Shots / Blurbs-

Bump In The Night-Josh

Need You-Jake

Valentine's Day '24-Josh

Young in the Night-Josh (80s AU)

Claim Me-Josh

Lavender Girl-Josh (Requested)

Free Love-Josh

Ease Your Pain-Josh (period sex)

Danny Blurb

Easily in Love - Josh X Love (Requested)

Strawberry Moon - Josh (witchy & breeding kink)

Collaborations with @losfacedevil -

I Was Born to Love You Series, Dad! GVF

I Was Born to Love You Part 1

I Was Born to Love You Part 2

I Was Born to Love You Part 3

IWBTLY Josh Blurb Morning Light

I Was Born to Love You Jake's Version Pt 1

I Was Born to Love You Jake's Version Pt 2

I Was Born to Love You Jake's Version Pt 3

IWBTLY Uncle Josh and Emma Blurb

I Was Born to Love You Sam's Version Pt 1

Collaborations with @lipstickitty -

Join our Taglist HERE ❤️

Between the Two of You - Jake X Chris X Reader

Between the Two of You - Jake X Chris X Reader Pt.2

Need You Close - Josh X Danny

Need You Close Pt.2 - Josh X Danny

Need You Close Pt.3 - Josh X Danny

Need You Close Pt.4 - Josh X Danny

Get Your Blood Pumping - Josh X Reader

For the Fans - Only Fans Danny

Whatever You Need - Danny X Reader

Dirty Love - Josh X Danny (Angst/ Heartbreak)

Love Blooms - Josh X OC (Caroline)

On the Rocks - Tattooed and Pierced Danny

Peaches & Cream - Roommate Danny

[trixterdark]

that time of year again

[fear-my-giggles]

Bloody Bee smiled softly singing a long “go go juice. Go go juice. Time for mommy’s go go juice” she chuckled, happy as can with her baby boy. She kept him close as she approached the counter. She looked at the menu “oh good morning. Umm may I have a peppermint cookie latte with extra cream and an extra shot of espresso”

The barista smile and did a lil bow “of course Goddess of Chaos. Ooh, ma’am, I didn’t know you had a child. They are so cute! Look at those lil hands”

Bee chuckled “you know it’s okay to call me, Bee, and thank you. He is my lil pride and joy”

The barista was working on her drink “I know but still. Would the lil bundle of chaos like a cookie”

Bee shook her head “oh no thanks. Though he is as sweet as sugar… he just doesn’t like sugar”

Little Purple ran in holding a drawing he'd done with some wax candles he'd mistaken for crayons. Bouncing up and down he squealed. The paper had a picture of him and Bee holding hands with big smiles across their faces and the word mama written over Bee's head. "Look! I learned a new word!"

Bee’s heart swelled as she looked over the picture “oh my sweet baby boy” she scooped him up and gave him a big kiss on his forehead “I love you too and I love your drawing.”

She chuckled “though it looks like I’m going need to take you shopping for toys and craft stuff” she hangs the picture on the fridge “that’s perfect”

[thelustdevil]

Working at a coffee place really fuels those café au’s in my head...

…in honor of that, here’s what some of the boys would order from my shop!

Part Two: Goodies!

Hitoshi S.

This man gets redbulls, idc what anyone else says. Lavender huckleberry lemonade. But if he’s craving coffee, an americano with cinnamon and almond milk.

Denki K.

Blended mango (purée) & passion fruit lemonade, he likes the sweetness and the crunch from the ice. If he wants something creamy he gets a blended matcha.

Katsuki B.

He enjoys cinnamon lattes, hot with the cinnamon either pulled with the shot or steamed into the milk. On hot days he gets black tea, iced with SF blackberry. (Two pumps only)

Izuku M.

This sweet sweet boy enjoys smoothies! Peach is his go to, if he’s feeling adventurous he’ll add strawberry. If it’s cold he likes white hot coco with a pump of peppermint.

Shoto T.

Tea? Tea. Sometimes he’ll ask the barista what tea they like. Does he pick their suggestions? Rarely. He’s a creature of habit. Chamomile tea with honey and cantaloupe if it’s iced. If not, honey and a little lemonade steamed in is perfect.

Eijirou K.

Sometimes he follows denki’s lead and gets a lemonade. Usually strawberry purée with peach. If not he likes a nice iced latte. A pump of vanilla and a pump of cheesecake. Almond milk!

Hanta S.

Sero likes iced teas, usually on the sweeter side. He will experiment, combining different flavors and add-ins. So far peach, raspberry and orange juice with black tea is his favorite.

Tenya I.

Our orange spice tea is a favorite of his. Hot or iced, with a bit of raw sugar. Just a packet or two. If it’s out, jasmine green tea is okay.

Dabi

He doesn’t go to coffee shops the fuck. Mans drinks kraken out of a mug with a little bit of cold brew. Though he learned what cold foam was and sometimes likes to add it.

Hawks

Caramel macchiato when he feels fancy. If not some good lemonade is a nice second. Or a peach Italian soda, or-

Mirio T.

Nejire introduced him to iced oatmilk lavender lattes and he was into it. He used to stay away from coffee, he wasn’t into the bitterness. But now it’s his go to.

Tamaki A.

Sweet shy angel enjoys a simple vanilla raspberry steamer when he doesn’t crave caffeine. When he does have coffee, a raspberry white mocha never fails.

Shota A.

Black coffee with amaretto or Irish cream. Hitoshi once brought him a huckleberry redbull and occasionally he’ll get that.

Hizashi Y.

He loves to try the new monthly drinks. He’ll settle on a favorite and continually order it until the next month’s drinks. However a latte from last Spring stuck with him. Toasted coconut macchiato.

*based on my view of them & their personalities*

Let me know if you want to see the girls next!!

[uchiha-7thsingularity]

Decided to post for the 12th of October day. A little drabble of the Ll with MC in the frightful month.

Felix Iskander Escellun

Gentle boy is stoked for a month of disasters waiting to unfold. Magic spells to test on Sage. 

Custom costumes you help him make on the whim to wear throughout the spooky holiday (gnome, wizard, vampire *again*, skeleton, shapeshifter, or reaper) so many choices to ruin him in by scaring him senseless for every day on the calendar.  

Participating in a wine game you two created by saying a Halloween festive word (neither can repeat words you or the other have said already. If so, take a sip. The winner is the least drunk or the one who hasn't taken the last sip of wine from the bottle. *hint* it gets heated to the point your both yelling at each other slurring your words. "I said caramel popcorn a minute ago. You-you rough rider of cheating thespian's!!", he snarls at you wiggling a finger. Furrowed brows you smack his hand, " My poor sir, you're the one who stole my word first. I...MC was the one to spit it out first you pumpkin headed looney!!" *hic* stumbles over each other to fall together in a fit of giggles. (Anisa in the background. "You two had enough for the night."😅)

Decorating the manor and halls with Felix's taxidermy creations he spent his valuable time on. He feels accomplished more so than taking a nap 20 minutes ago in your lap. Send rapid fire on praises till he passes out from your sly smile. Breath down his neck to spook him and to see his pout. Give his taxidermy names or nicknames for fun. He's never felt more appreciated than right now for his creations.

Tell him he looks ravishing. Don't be shy. He lives to hear your sweet words. Kiss his rosy cheeks after hugging him from behind to show off your costume. Twirl for him. Admires you respectively. 

Care for a treat. Has pockets full of peppermint sticks with caramel lollipops to hand out on a whim you had a sweet tooth. Feeds you and pinched your cheeks. Sometimes will lick his lips to make you wobble on your knees. Giggles...he truly is a nuisance in his own hollow way.

 Grabs your hand to go to his homemade fort he made for the two of you to read for a restful night of mischief in fantasy land. He listens to your voice on repeat. Sometimes creates shadows with his hands to roleplay a scene for your eyes only. Very invested on nailing his characters by adding dramatic effects. For extra scenes you tell him to save the special scenes for when the two of you are alone. His face is stuck in a red hue for the rest of his waking days. 

Anisa Anka

Gives out candy to any kids who visit her at the marketplace she volunteers for the monthly festival of Pumpkin season.

Loves to carve silly faces in the pumpkins or apples she finds to decorate for the month. You two actively engage on one-to-one fake duals to put on a show for Porriman dwellers for entertainment purposes. The crowd finds it out of this world. Cheers and claps can be heard from every direction. The two of you are pleased but sweaty to the point you want to pass out right then and there.

Her costume (Alien, Minnie Mouse *her favorite*, Jack frost, dragon tamer, mother nature, and cowgirl) Please tell her her legs and thighs are lovely beyond words. Bow down to her. Please do. She is so charming in the seasonal colors.

Massage her shoulders while she drinks her pumpkin spice latte you made for her to warm up. Watch her shoulders relax and a sigh escapes her. Tell her to wear booties you bought her to shuffle around in on her days off. Sit her by the fire and hold her till she falls asleep.

Making candy apples with her. Some of the caramel and melted candy are burnt but the apple is crispy. Add whatever additional sweets like candy corn, chocolate, peanuts, fudge or strawberry syrup you wish to add to fill your stomach with. 

Telling you cursed stories she's heard from her "fellow" knights that ends up looking her for the rest of the day. PARANOID. She is on high alert for any criminals or drunks though you try to grab her attention to let her enjoy herself for once. "Crime never ceases, Mc. Don't forget that I made a vow to stand up to protect you myself," a timid smile presents itself on her round face. "Neither does JUSTICE!," hands entwined a laugh escapes the two of you as you venture toward a new adventure.

Classic till the end. She will want to conquer her fear of clowns. At the end, trials and error, she just pulls you closer into her chest at night with a candle in her hand. Bed sheets clutched around the two of you in matching nightgowns. You worry at her wide-eyed stare at the dresser in front of you, until she falls asleep with her eyebrows raised.

Sage Lesath

This man is unhinged for the entire month. Keeps his tail away from Stella and Urchins roaming below his thick ankles. Admires pranks. Despises Halloween pranks or Felix's experiments that target him during the cold season.

He has you tied to his hips at all times. Searches for wanted criminals for bigger bounties. Secretly saving up to buy you two accessories for your homemade outfits. (Would dress as a nymph, mafia boss, banshee, werewolf, samurai, or lizard man). At one point he accidentally kept tearing the fabric of his costume. You just fix it throughout the day. Grateful for your patience with his messy self. You assure him his claws are the minimum concern and that you just want him to enjoy being apart of the experience.

Mazes are a BIG no! Him and tulsi tried it when they were younger. He immediately lost her. Then again, his sense of smell was not trained to pinpoint a person and rather for food. You wave off his frowning face. Drag him to an cartoon artist. Eases his worries and struggles to sit still for a while. You have to legit sit on his lap for him to focus on his attention on you. The artist draws you two with funny expressions. More saliva coating down sage's chin staring at you with googlely eyes. You two laugh for a couple hours showing off your new favorite picture.

 Has zero tolerance for magic unless it double-backs on Rime and felix. He recently asked those two to keep him out of any "malarkey" the two create for this month. Felix and rime tie "magical" balloons to sage's tail to wake him up stuck to the ceiling. (Cue meme: Are those Helium Ballons?...Yes) He curses the silly boys laughing their butts off on the slime-stained carpet. You and anisa sip your tea with your legs crossed marveling at the trio before you.

*gasp* karaoke!! At any bar you two visit that sage isn't banned from...you dance clumsily upon the drunk patrons. Will dip you occasionally to lift you up by the thighs and spin you till you puke. Sorry not sorry. He will definitely have sour candy in his pockets to snack on when you take a break to clear your throat. Kisses your forehead and leaves you to ponder on his swaying tail wrapped around your waist. Grab his collar and smooch his neck. He spits his drink out. Mission accomplished.

Throw pumpkins to see your strength endurance. You make a game of it. Who can throw the farthest? Later, you and he bake the seeds to share with the others. And if there are leftover intact pumpkins you bake a pumpkin pie. Yum!

Can and should give out candy to urchins that knock on the door of Fanthom. Spook them a little. Compliments every single one's costume or respects those who did not wear a costume. Sometimes doesn't notice the same kids coming to the door. They switched costumes with each other to fool the cat man who gives out a handful of candy. Luckily, sage and anisa bought three bags of candy earlier the week before. Hug him forever and thank him for his existence.

Rime Solano Varela

He should be the definition of terrifying with his lack of empathy and psychopathic tendecies. He's slowly working on it with you. Anyways you made him a costume. (I can imagine him as a ninja, plague doctor, assassin, spy, shinigami, or wendigo). Compliments you to the extent he can see the pomegranate tint coating your entire face. He haunted his threats and killing you for now. Just in case, anisa and felix confiscated his knives for the coming holiday. Shrugs his shoulders in irritation," Excessive but fair."

Absolutely! Plays! Pranks! No one is safe. Ask you to help him for the sake of getting sage and the others. Mostly sage. You probably don't witness the glimpses he takes in your direction when you look away from him. A smile escapes him from time to time. He contemplates your relationship to the point in time (wherever you're at in the frenemies era). Sociable to you little by little about felix mainly. Maybe you or himself one day. 

Scares crows or black cats off. He's not superstitious. He just doesn't want the mess in his personal area or surroundings of mischief. Twirls a pocket knife. (MC sweats in background)"Relax. If I wanted another corpse hanging over Fanthom, you are the last decorative ornamental I want to show to the world," his smirk makes you slap his butt and run up ahead of him in a huff. Shock for a second. Then chases you into the forest to pin you down. *cough* thats all I'll tell you. 

Sets up Fanthom tower like a haunted house to obnoxiously scare people for his amusement. *hint* Do Not ask him were he got the"fake" blood from. Intentionally has skulls along with felix taxidermy to hang on the stone walls or ceilings. Scented cinnamon candles are a must. Oops, a hand in the winery. Not really, it's a ice hand he carved to expand his devilish inquiries.

Has a couple spells to mess with you. For example, one day you decide to cross boundaries and touch his cold hand. As soon as you grab his hand you feel bolts of electricity shock your core. Ouch!! He loses it at your attempt to punch him in the chest. Later, you get him back. 

Drinks warm apple cider with a cinnamon stick clinking glasses with you. Dresses with a thick black wool crop top. And Burgundy pants with chains dropping on the side. A pink shawl is tied around his waist to cover his swishing tail. Works on training to keep up his abs. Will never give that up. His words, specifically. You can't blame him. A little jealous of his work effort and diet schedule.He still eats caramel and chocolate candy.

Without knowing you two fall asleep on the couch waiting for Felix to make lemon tea. With the rain padding the windowsill outside and the romance novels, you read lull you two to sleep. When felix returns with a tray of tea and snacks he sees you drooling on rime's shoulder. And him nuzzling into your ruffled hair. After you two wake up you're both in denial. He continues his work with a furrowed brow and you as well. Felix shakes his head. Although, the deer's white speckled face burns brilliant in the fall season for his outlook on life is surely changing for the better.

[prettywon]

black friday: idol!Nishimura Riki x fem!reader

% synopsis: where Nishimura Riki finds himself staring at someone a bit too much on black friday.. and then he finds out that they're closer to him than he thought.

% genre: kinda fluff, jungwon and riki being stupid

% warnings: mentions of crowded places, not proof read

% word count: 0.9k

% tagging: @verifiedsunghoonsimp @annoyingbitch83 @candidupped (permanent taglist; send an ask to be added!)

% a/n: something I came up with for the peppermint latte event for ficscafe and the winter wonderland event for enhypenwriters💌💌 MERRY CHRISTMAS!

The mall was ever-so crowded as Riki weaved through, easily seeing above the crowd due to his overwhelming height. His destination? Well, he didn't really have one, he just wanted to keep his eyes on a particular person. In all honesty, Riki had finished his holiday shopping quite a while ago, but you had caught his eye from the very beginning of the long day.

Riki looked through the racks of clothing, looking for something oversized enough for Heeseung, when he spotted you from the corner of his eye. You captivated him from the very beginning, and he found himself staring at you longer than he should have as jungwons voice became clearer.

"hello? Riki? You there?" Jungwon moved his head to align his line of vision with the younger boys, now seeing what Riki was staring at. "If you like her, just go ask for her number, chances are you'll never see her again" Jungwon spoke with a bit too much honestly "If she hears you I'm leaving without you" Riki held a hypothetical threat to Jungwons throat as the latter nodded, a sheepish grin adorned on his face.

Riki felt his face warm at the thought of having your number as his heart tightened. To avoid the teasing of Jungwon, Riki decided to take an interest in the clothing on the racks in front of him.

Before he knew it Jungwon was dragging him to the cashier against his will. Why? Because you had finished shopping and you were waiting in line with a friend.

Now standing right behind you, Jungwon motioned Riki to get your number, frantically gestering but not to the point that others would notice. Riki, stubborn and in denial that he could have fallen for someone in such a short amount of time, refuses.

So as you and your friend walk out of the store, Riki and Jungwon soon following behind, Jungwon can't help but scold the younger boy. "Are you stupid or stupid?" Jungwon jabbed his pointer finger towards Riki's temple, aggressive but making sure he doesn't harm the latter. "Stupid.." Riki trailed off, putting a hand to his temple.

"Let's just go home" Jungwon started walking to the store Heeseung was at, the person that had driven the duo there, before he felt the familiar presence of Nishimura Riki disappear from beside him. When Jungwon turned around he found Riki trailing behind you and your friend. Apparently Riki was filled with a sudden motivation to retrieve your number. With a sigh, Jungwon followed suit, trailing behind the taller boy as he came up with a plan to get Riki to talk to you.

"Act like you lost a kid"

"No I would look like the lost kid"

"Act like you accidentally bumped into her"

"No"

"Just.. walk up to her"

"No are you insane?" Riki and Jungwon were now at the food court, sitting a few seats behind you and the mysterious hooded friend. "Then how are we going to talk to her?" Jungwon suppressed the urge to make Riki walk up to you and ask for your number as Riki proudly said "We won't talk to her" with his arms crossed. Staring at Riki in shock, his facial expressions almost comedic, Jungwon glanced at you one more time.

Making eye contact with Riki once again, Jungwon felt himself wonder why the person you were with looked so familiar. He himself didn't have time to wonder as someone shouted something dreadful, "Is that Jungwon from enhypen?" his legs moving on their own, Jungwon stood up and grabbed Ni-Ki, their hoods falling off in the process as they started running towards Heeseung, but they didn't see your friend grab your hand and follow after them.

Looking back at the small mob that was following them, Jungwon put his hood back on as he melted into the crowd, but he felt someone grab his hand, and it wasn't Riki. Feeling his taekwondo instincts kick in, Jungwon was relieved that it was just Sunghoon. wait... sunghoon? Sunghoon didn't come with Jungwon and Riki to the mall today, why was he here? To add to the surprise, you were following behind Sunghoon, out of breath.

"Hey, this was.. unexpected" Sunghoon motioned in the direction of the mob behind them as you nodded in agreement, "I'm Y/N, I've heard a lot about you, Jungwon and Riki right?" you smiled in their direction and Jungwon couldn't help but wonder what the odds of this happening were. Riki himself was far too distracted by your smile and how you knew who he was, completely forgetting the fact that he's a kpop idol.

"Is it okay if Y/N comes to the dorm with us? I think it's best" Sunghoon said as the small group escaped from the crowd, now headed towards Heeseung, who could be spotted just around the corner in his mask. Jungwon, who still had ynriki on his mind, quickly agreed.

"How about we get her number in case?" Jungwon made up a terrible excuse, but sunghoon believed it nonetheless. The leader grinned, feeling successful in ynriki agenda. Riki handed you his phone, and he felt his heart beat erratically ad he looked at the contact name you had entered.

"the girl you followed at the mall" scrolling down, Riki felt his ears become red as he read the note you had also put.

"Yes, I'll go out with you, just ask me next time"