#grimm pack

[darkphoenix180]

[nerds-yearbook]

Fantastic Four Annual 23, cover date of July 1990, was the first part of the Days of Future Present arc that continued in X-Factor Annual 5, then the New Mutants Annual 6, and concluded in the X-Men Annual 14. In the "When Franklin Comes Marchin' Home" segment, Ahab was introduced, created by Walter Simonson, Bob Harras, and Jackson Guice. The Fantastic Four were shocked when their old Baxter Building suddenly reappeared in New York and was even manned by their old door man O'Hoolihan. They then encountered the "original" (younger versions) of the Fantastic Four and adult Franklin. The Rachel Summers version of Pheonix was disrupted by Franklin's appearance as they both came from the same timeline. Ahab, from that timeline, noticed Franklin's journey and opened a time portal to bring him back. Roxanne Arnold was introduced in the "Cast in Fire, Carved in Stone" segment. She was created by James Brock and Mark McKenna. Volcana (Marsha Rosenberg) was secretly observed by Doctor Doom, who believed she had been given extra cosmic powers by Owen Reece. His suspicions seemed to be confirmed when she healed a hospital full of people (including Roxanne Arnold) and created a hard magma shell when attacked by Moonstone (Karla Sofen). In the "Beyond and Back" after a cosmic cube breaks, the Beyonder returned, but now in a female form that it dubbed Kosmos (first appearance as Kosmos). Kosmos was met by Kubik, who gave her a crash course on the universe, including the Pheonix Force, the Watchers, Mangog, Overmind, Uni-Mind, High Evolutionary, the Stranger, Eon, the Celestials, Vishanti, Mephisto, D'Spayre, Dweller-in-Darkness, Shuma-Gorath, Thanos, Satannish, Chthon, Eternity, Death, Master Order, Lord Chaos, In-Betweener, Living Tribunal, and Galactus. ("When Franklin Comes Marchin' Home" "Cast in Fire, Carved in Stone" "Beyond and Back" The Fantastic Four Annual 23, Marvel Comic Event)

[magpieddd]

Cultural exchange is over if I don't find a place that sells breakfast cookies in the next three days I'm killing myself

[wulvercazz]

Do you think Grimm being an omega affected any of his relationship with the other Espadas before Ichigo arrived? Did anyone tease him over how obsessed he got with ALPHA Ichigo?

Oh I definitely dooo 🤭✨ I had several twt threads with some of these ideas so, if u followed me over there, some of these might sound familiar dasfdg

In an omegaverse setting, I headcanon most arrancar (specially the Espadas) to be Alphas. Simply bc it seems to work better for Aizen that way; less Omegas means less bothering with heats being an interruption, and also means more agressive/restless Alphas.

I think the only Omegas would be Ulquiorra and Grimmjow (and Nell too) and for very good reasons.

In my headcanons I usually have only the Hollows (Gillian and up) to be the only ones with a secondary gender, as I think it fits the canon lore that these Hollows are made up of thousands of souls. Aizen would only be posing as the role of an Alpha in his makeshift "pack".

Ulquiorra would make sense to be an Omega with how easily he becomes Aizen's most trusted Espada (+ it fits my own Ulquiorra being sort of infatuated with Aizen headcanons lol)...

But then we have Grimmjow- his role is a bit more complicated in Aizen's plan imo, because he's meant to go rogue and be disloyal. Him being an Omega means Aizen (w that alpha posing I mentioned, along with his canon reiatsu power displays and overall manipulation) can have a better grip on him while also letting him loose.

Before Ichigo- Aizen was already doing the canon play of giving them ranks to keep them competing against each other, making it harder for them to form alliances with each other beyond their own Fracción... but then, if we also push in the omegaverse into it- I can see such few Omegas (one being almost not an omega at all bc I can see Ulquiorra's emptiness fucking up w aspects his secondary gender too) not only affecting the Alphas, like I mentioned before, but keeping said Omegas in high tension environments. More aggressive/hostile, which would only make their necessary fights with Ichigo that much challenging and thus better and achieving the goal of driving forward Ichigo's Hollow. (And also it'd fit too with Nnoitra's sexist lil displays of aggression, attacking and injuring Nell, and then trying the same with Grimmjow).

When Ichigo doeS appear and Grimmjow becomes obsessed- it only helps along with Grimm's spiraling "out of control" and into his own destruction (not on Ichigo's watch ofc, but I can see Aizen meaning for Grimmjow to die there), that the Alphas he's constantly in competition with, start to show some disdain and judgement for it.

Maybe u wanted something more light hearted now that I think about it adsfdf 😅 but tbh I can see Espadas like Nnoitra, Szayel, Ulquiorra and Yammy (specially the two in higher ranks) to be kinda nasty- lots of "slut"-shaming and goading.

And then... if we go with 'Grimmjow actually having the hots for Ichigo' too-- oof- I can see his scent change stirring up things within the arrancar- for sort of good, bad and worst.

A competing Alpha scent all over Grimmjow (particularly after Ichigo 'marks' him with a scar) could make higer ranked Alpha Espadas to want to act on the "challenge", whether towards Grimmjow or Ichigo.

But also,,, I can see the change also helping along some of the arrancar that are not quite in with Aizen's whole thing, like Harribel, to start embracing that defiance even more. Grimmjow stops smelling like pack (like Aizen's overpowering reiatsu) and more like someone else (Ichigo's just as overpowering reiatsu) and this causes shifts along the whole little system Aizen has going on; specially with those at the top- Harribel and Starrk in particular strike me as the type who slowly start detaching from the "pack" and readjusting (if only Starrk wasn't offed when he was... I can see him choosing to quietly follow Harribel rather than wanting to lead himself u_u). Barragan and Yammy I can see as striving to take control... if only the culmmination of Aizen's plan and his defeat hadn't happened so soon after, maybe some more actual physical confrontations would've happened between the Espadas. 🤔

I can totally see these little things going mostly undetected too by Aizen simply bc shinigami don't seem perceptive to scent/ pheromones/ Hollow-specific body language, being more human themselves... although I say 'mostly' bc Ulquiorra would definitely fill Aizen in on the gossip.

[writergracethepanda]

I bought myself a wooden sword and now I’m unstoppable.

[idyllghost]

Yall know nothing of my OC’s or my story that involves them but Jigsaw Falling Into Place is such a Jonathan (Johnny) Reid song but it’s even more a Johnny and Russell song

[rwby-is-the-best]

just imagined a rwby minecraft mod/texture pack that turns the hostile mobs into grimm! imagine beowolves banging into your door all night, the apathy giving you slowness and mining fatigue, centinels instead of endermites, the wyvern instead of the ender dragon... the possibilities are endless!!

[eventyrforalle]

Walter Crane (1845-1915)

Illustrasjoner til det tyske folkeeventyret “Fantepakket” fra brødrene Grimm.

Les eventyret på EventyrForAlle.no: https://eventyrforalle.no/brodrene-grimm/grim010

Illustrations for the German folk tale “The Vagabonds” from brødrene Grimm.

[allhalemischief]

Or what to believe.

Or who dies.

If i don’t accept it, it didn’t happen. < This is the mindset with which I approach all of my media. It is what keeps me sane(-ish).

canon? pLeAsE that bitch does NOT get to tell me what i can and cannot do

[magpieddd]

ALSO HAPPY DENNISVERSARY???? 😭😭😭 TEN YEARS OF THAT ANNOYING GINGER CAN YOU BELIEVE IT

[fleuraliasave]

❤ Version 8.0 Fleuralia Save File ❤

Download link down below (please read entire post before installing)

This save file uses all EP’s, GP’s, SP’s and most of the kits (Except Sweet Slumber Party, Cozy Kitsch, Urban Homage, Goth Galore, Grunge Revival, Carnaval Streetwear and Modern Menswear kits).

What’s new in this update?:

Ciudad Enamorada and Ravenwood have been completely redone, added multiple new lots, updated other lots and provided make-overs for the households.

Added new households (when living in world; with jobs, friends, preferences etc).

Current Status of Worlds:

Finished worlds: Willow Creek, Oasis Springs, Newcrest, Magnolia Promenade, Windenburg, San Myshuno, Forgotten Hollow, Brindleton Bay, Del Sol Valley, StrangerVille, Glimmerbrook, Sulani, Britechester , Evergreen Harbor, Mt. Komorebi, Henford-on-Bagley, Tartosa, Moonwood Mill, Copperdale, San Sequoia, Chestnut Ridge, Tomarang, Ciudad Enamorada (NEW!) and Ravenwood (NEW!).

Finished vacation worlds: Granite Falls and Selvadorada.

Finihed other lots: Hospital, Science Lab and the Police Station.

To be updated: the Magic Realm and Grimm's office, will either be included in a future update or on the gallery (OriginID: fleuralia)

What do you get with this save?:

For my save file all lots are either completely new builds (almost all) or renovations, ofcourse created by me. Exception: I have added the official build for the release of the Paranormal SP by Dr Ashley to this save. This build is therefore not my own creation, credits are given in the description to Dr Ashley. The lots in newer worlds are largely created by GameChangers. The ratio is around 50/50 with my builds versus renovations (done by me but with the original as the base).

All the townies had make-overs plus I added new families to spice it up a bit. Some of the townies are made by other creators, who are given credits in the description of the household. All the townies in the different worlds have a story, some include sentiments and adjusted relationships to the story.

Added plenty of community lots to give your Sims something to do (YAY!). Almost every world has one restaurant, but it also includes festivals that represent the four seasons (park lots) and a fully functional shopping street in Magnolia Promenade (toy store, bridal store and more).

I have added rental lots so you can go on vacation in more worlds. For example in Sulani, Willow Creek and Windenburg.

Other details:

As mentioned at the beginning, this save uses almost all packs (except some kits). This means that if you download it without owning or installing most of the packs a lot of objects will disappear from the save, but if you are not bothered by this you can still download and play in it.  

I disabled the neigborhood action plan voting/environmental changes, you enable them again in the pack settings menu. I also disabled the neigborhood stories, you can enable them again in the household menu.

I would love to add some households in this save created by all of you! Add your household under the hashtag #fleuraliatownies in The Sims 4 Gallery, you can add a storyline and world in the description but thats not obligatory. If I respond on your creation it means that I have incorporated it in the save for the next update.

Sadly every game update comes with a lot of bugs. I suggest before reporting problems in the save to me, to check on forums if its related to a general bug/glitch or to mods (if you use them).

Questions and supportive feedback are always welcome, you can reach me here via a comment on this post, an ask or through a DM 😁

As said in my previous post I will be slowly starting on moving the builds and sims to a fresh save to help with bugs and incorporate fixes from the Sims team that only work in fresh saves (like Grimm not being able to woohoo). But this will take me some time, when its nearly done I will update on here as always.

How to make it work in your game:

Download the save file from the link below.

Drag it in your saves folder under: PC/Documents/Electronic Arts/The Sims 4/saves.

Change the numbers if you already have a save with the same name.

It should now show up in your game as: Fleuralia Save V 8.0.

DOWNLOAD (SFS) / Alternate (GD)

!!Don’t re-upload or claim as your own!!

Future updates will follow after each pack release (if it includes a world). The time the update will be uploaded after each release depends on how much I have to change and on my work schedule around that time.

Last but not least, enjoy and till next time! XX

Fleuralia

Feel free to support me ❤️: Ko-fi account

[thatonegrimm]

Hi Grimm! I asked for the oppa fic and I love it! can i/we get a sequel where they call you noona? Take your time and take care of yourself!

Thank you!! 😭💖 I was literally messing around with this at like 3am trying to get the tone just right! I honestly think it makes a great sequel 👀 Your ideas are so dangerous. Keep them coming. LMAO

“They Called You Noona?!”

Sequel to: You Called Them Oppa?! Summary: It starts casually. A slip, a tease, a title. But the moment one of the boys calls you noona, something shifts—and now you’re the one spiraling while they pretend like nothing happened. Except… they know exactly what they’re doing.

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It started innocently.

You’d been wrangling them all day—prying spicy chips from Baby’s fingers before a stage fit, convincing Mystery not to melt the lighting rig after it “offended him,” and threatening Romance with a clipboard if he didn’t stop adjusting his shirt mid-interview.

Abby had broken a chair trying to “fix” it. Jinu had stress-checked the schedule six times. Someone (probably Baby) had drawn fangs on your tour binder.

You were tired. Done. One breath away from collapse.

And then Jinu—sweet, responsible, secretly-evil Jinu—walked over, pressed a heat pack gently into your hands, and murmured:

“Take it easy, noona.”

The word hit like a rogue soundwave. Soft. Warm. Devastating.

You froze.

The boys didn’t.

Romance turned like he’d been summoned by fate. Abby blinked in real time. Mystery’s eyes narrowed—just slightly. Baby actually stopped chewing.

The air changed.

And you realized—you were not going to survive this.

Not today. Not tomorrow. Not now that they'd figured out exactly what to call you.

And worse? They knew it worked.

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🧿 Jinu 

He looked just as surprised as you.

His mouth moved before his brain could catch up. That soft-spoken instinct of his, slipping out like a reverent truth:

“Take it easy, noona.”

And then he froze. Like he’d accidentally summoned a god.

“I didn’t mean— That is, I meant the heat pack, not—noona— That wasn’t—!”

You raised a brow.

He backpedaled. Physically. Emotionally. Existentially.

“It’s cultural!” he insisted. “Respectful! You’re older! Technically!”

“You called me noona,” you said, slowly, like if you repeated it he’d glitch again.

He flinched.

“Once,” he whispered.

“Twice,” you corrected. “Just now. And then when you panicked.”

He stared at you like you were holding a weapon.

Maybe you were.

He scrambled for a counterargument—anything—but his brain was lagging.

“It’s just a title,” he muttered. “It’s not like I—”

“Like you what?”

He flushed so hard his ears turned red.

“Nothing. Nothing.”

You leaned in.

“Say it again.”

He made it three steps before walking directly into a standing mic stand.

Somehow, that was still less painful than your smile.

Later, when you passed him a checklist without looking, his hand hovered a little longer under yours.

He didn’t say it again. Not right away.

But the next time he did—it was quiet. Careful. Intentional.

And he said it like it meant something he wasn’t ready to name yet.

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💪 Abby 

He was helping you carry gear. You were trying to be strong about it—pretend your back wasn’t aching, your shoulders weren’t sore.

He noticed anyway.

Took the weight from your hands without asking. Lifted it like it was made of foam.

“Let me handle it, noona. You’ve done enough today.”

You stopped walking.

He didn’t even notice until he glanced back and saw your expression.

You blinked once. Twice.

“What?” he asked, confused. “Did I say it weird?”

“You said noona.”

“Yeah?”

He said it again—soft, like he didn’t understand why it made your spine straighten and your ears go red.

It wasn’t flirty. It wasn’t teasing. Just natural. Like he’d been saying it in his head for weeks and it finally slipped.

“You okay?” he asked.

You nodded too fast.

Later, he caught you staring. Not at him—at your own hands. At nothing.

“Want me to stop saying it?” he offered.

You meant to say yes.

You didn’t.

“You look like you’re short-circuiting,” you said instead.

He grinned.

“Then we match.”

That night, when he passed you a water bottle and whispered “Thanks, noona,” under his breath, it felt less like a nickname and more like something you'd been waiting to hear without realizing it.

And you didn’t stop smiling for a while after.

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📚 Mystery 

You didn’t even hear him enter the room.

One moment you were muttering about scheduling conflicts and headset malfunctions, and the next—

“Let me,” he said, reaching past you to grab the file.

And then, barely above a whisper:

“You’re tired, noona.”

It wasn’t even a tease. Just… a quiet observation.

You froze.

Turned.

He was already gone.

The word hung in the air like smoke, soft and unshakable.

You stood there longer than you’d like to admit.

When you finally moved, you found a sticky note on your clipboard.

“Eat something. You’re shaking.” – Noona privileges: enforced.”

You stared at it. Blinked.

Then your phone buzzed.

New calendar event: “Noona said rest time.” Location: Behind the speaker stack. Bring snacks.

You groaned. You smiled.

Later that night, you caught him watching you from across the venue—shadowed, still, unreadable.

You didn’t say anything.

But you held the sticky note in your pocket for the rest of the week.

And when your name appeared scrawled into the corner of a fogged-up mirror—next to one word, underlined twice—you didn’t ask questions.

You just touched the glass and smiled.

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💋 Romance 

Romance was born to say it.

He said it like a sigh. Like a secret. Like he’d been waiting for the right moment his entire life and this was it.

“You’re working too hard, noona. Let me steal you away.”

Your brain short-circuited. You blinked at him like he’d just hexed you.

“Don’t,” you said automatically.

“Don’t what?”

“Say that.”

“Say what, noona?”

You swore you saw sparkles behind him. Like his ego had summoned confetti.

“You’re not younger than me,” you snapped.

“You’re in charge. That counts.”

“No, it doesn’t—”

“You scold me. You bring me snacks. You adjust my mic pack like a concerned girlfriend.”

“Manager.”

“Girlfriend energy.”

You tossed a folder at his head. He dodged. Smiling.

“Say it again and I swear—”

“What? You’ll punish me, noona?”

You left the room.

Your face was still burning twenty minutes later.

And when he passed you in the hallway, he didn’t say a word—just winked.

You didn’t sleep that night.

And the next day, when you tried to be serious, tried to remind him to stay focused, he leaned in and murmured:

“You’re cute when you try to be stern, noona.”

You dropped your clipboard.

He caught it. With both hands.

And said it again—softer.

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🔥 Baby

You were mid-argument. About schedules. Rehearsals. Or him sleeping in the prop van again.

“You think rules don’t apply to you,” you snapped.

“They don’t,” he muttered, arms crossed.

“You’re lucky I haven’t buried you in paperwork.”

He snorted. Then, under his breath:

“You’re acting like a noona.”

You stopped cold.

He did too.

A beat. Two.

“Excuse me?”

He shrugged. Unbothered.

“You’re bossy. You glare a lot. You pack my lunch sometimes.”

“That was once.”

“And it was perfect.”

You stepped closer. “You want me to bury you now?”

“Noona, please.”

You flinched.

He smirked.

“You like it,” he said, voice low. “Don’t lie.”

You shoved his shoulder. He leaned into it.

“Say it again,” you challenged.

He raised a brow. “You threatening or begging?”

You turned and stormed off.

He popped another chip in his mouth and grinned to himself.

And later, when you said his name across the hallway and he answered with—

“Yeah, noona?”

You almost walked into the doorframe.

He saw it. Didn’t say anything.

But the smirk on his face said enough.

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Now they all say it sometimes.

Not constantly. Not enough to raise questions from staff or fans. Just enough to keep you perpetually on edge—wondering when it’ll slip out next, wondering if you’ll flinch or smile or both.

Noona in the morning, when you hand out coffee and they brush their fingers against yours like it’s normal. Noona when they’re teasing you in the green room, leaning too close with half-lidded eyes and smiles that don’t belong on a rehearsal day. Noona when they’re tired, when their walls drop, when they forget to perform for the world and just look at you like you’re the only thing that makes sense.

They don’t overuse it. They don’t need to.

They’ve weaponized it into something gentler—something intimate. It’s not just a word anymore.

It’s a promise. A provocation. A door you’ve accidentally left open.

You should tell them to stop.

You really should.

But you don’t.

Because somewhere deep down, in the part of your chest you keep padlocked for professional reasons, you don’t want them to stop.

And worse than that—

They know. They all know.

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M-List

[hedwig221b]

Witch or magical Stiles recs..?

Hi! I did magical!Stiles fic recs here! This time, let's focus on witch!Stiles (my beloved)

A Thousand Fiery Suns of Angst - Just Press Play by apocryphal

All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It's all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.

The Wolf in the Tower by exclamation

Too many people are scared of witches so when Stiles accidentally sets a building on fire with magic, he is taken prisoner and dragged before Lord Hale. Rather than leave an untrained magic user free, Peter Hale thinks he might be able to make use of Stiles' skills and hands Stiles over to his sorceror Deaton to be trained. Stiles is still unsure about his future, but he's even more confused when he finds out that one of his new duties involves feeding the black wolf imprisoned at the top of one of the towers. There's something very strange about this wolf and Stiles can't help wondering if magic might be involved.

Dead Things by standinginanicedress

Derek blows some more smoke out. He chooses to look at Stiles’ mouth instead of in his eyes, again. “I need you to bring someone back.” “Back.” “From the dead.” “Absolutely not,” Stiles scoffs, shaking his head. “Not for you, not for all the money in the world.” Derek looks at him, just looks. He is not going to accept no for an answer, and Stiles knows it, but it doesn’t matter, because Stiles will not do that. He cannot do that, not again. “Why not for me in specific?”

For My Flesh Had Turned to Fur, and My Thoughts Had Turned to You by literaryoblivion

They’ve known about the other pack for quite some time now. They know the pack is young and small, formed together more by accident and necessity than anything else. But, they haven’t done anything about them because they’ve been fairly quiet, kept to themselves, and haven’t caused any trouble. That is until the Hales start hearing rumors about the McCall pack acquiring a very young and inexperienced but powerful witch. So Alpha Hale sends her eldest son, Derek, for all intents and purposes, to spy on the McCall pack and their so-called witch, to see what the truth of the situation is.

The Ink Under My Skin by rainsoakedshoes

Derek is looking for an Emissary. What he finds is Stiles Stilinski; resident witch. Stiles would do whatever it takes to protect the Hale pack and his Alpha. “I want to protect my pack as well as I can,” Derek continued. “Emissaries traditionally keep balance, having someone who wants to tip the odds in our favour may come in handy.”

Destiny is the Rising Sun by asswords

Stiles and Derek are best at keeping secrets – the biggest one being the fact that they knew each other long before Scott had to go and become a werewolf. (The second biggest secret belongs to Stiles, something about how he’s not allowed to tell Derek he’s the trusted advisor and kind of a witch.)

your fangs against my skin (the sound of your bones)

This was it, then, huh? It was that easy for Derek to invite someone to his den. Someone other than Stiles. He healed the wolf. Stiles killed his tormentor, mended his blood and bones, and let him sleep beside him. But none of it was enough. He wasn’t a spark, after all, but a witch — evil and alone, locked up in his tower. Witches didn’t get happy endings.

What I Did On My Summer Vacation by grimm

There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life. There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.

These Scars Tell A Story (But It’s Not Mine) by HappyJuicyfruit

Derek’s eyes widened in confusion as Stiles babbled at him. “I know it’s not up to you, but you’re like, my guard, right? You’ve been keeping an eye on me? Tell your mom I wouldn’t lie about this, my dad deserves to stay here. He’s happy here, please let him stay!” Guard? Keeping an eye on him? “Stiles, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Stiles face crumpled, his hands clung to Derek’s shirt tighter as tears and snot dripped off his chin. Derek frantically tries to think of the right thing to say. “You think- you think I’m your guard? That I’ve been watching you to, what, make sure you don’t do any magic? Stiles, that’s ridiculous. Beacon Hills is a sanctuary for supernaturals. We allow people to use their magic. I was just trying to be your friend.” Stiles breath hitched. “My friend?”

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[bi-bard]

Taste Test - Rafael Barba Imagine [Law & Order: SVU]

Title: Taste Test

Pairing: Rafael Barba X Reader

Word Count: 1,075 words

Warning(s): none that I'm aware of

Summary: The SVU detectives go to visit their favorite ADA at his office. They end up finding out more about him than they ever planned to.

Author's Note: I needed something fast and cute to give me a break from some of the longer stories that I'm working on (there is a doctor who oc story and a grimm story in the works right now). I'm also on the tail end of my master's program, so it's all a little bit hectic right now.

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I rarely ever had the time to visit Rafael at his office.

Even without considering his frantic and busy work schedule, mine simply never allowed it. I owned the bakery that my dad had opened years ago. I took over after his retirement and I hadn't stopped moving at top speed since. It was always looking at the menu or staffing or some crisis that needed to be fixed right then and there.

But sometimes, just sometimes, I would have a day where I had enough people and a slow enough flow of customers that I could pack a little bag of treats and a few drinks and go see him at lunch.

Today was one of those very lucky days.

Rafael's office door was slightly open when I got there. I knocked on it lightly, pushing it just enough to peak my head through.

"Hello- (Y/n)." he stood up as soon as he saw me. "What are you doing here?"

"Slow day," I replied with a shrug. "Thought that I could tempt you into a break with some food and coffee."

"If there's a day that I say no to that, assume that someone has replaced me with a clone."

"Noted," I chuckled, placing the bag and the drink carrier on the round table in the corner. I handed him one cup. "Here, try this. It's a potential drink for the summer menu."

"Alright." he took a small sip of the drink. He nodded. "It's good. What is it?"

"It's basically a latte but made with rose milk and rose foam."

"How... How do you make rose milk?"

"Shh, don't ask questions," I said as I sat down in one of the table's chairs. Rafael chuckled as he sat next to me. "Do you really like it?"

"It's great," he promised.

"Good," I mumbled. "I was a bit worried about it."

"You have reason to be." Rafael grabbed my hand over the table. "You are a genius when it comes to making up drinks."

"I hope you feel the same way about my ability to make up food," I replied, reaching into the bag that I had brought with me. I put down a napkin and plopped a muffin on the top.

"Oh, absolutely," he let go of my hand to pick up the muffin. I chuckled as he did. He took a bite and hummed. "This is a winner."

"Glad to hear." I leaned over and swiped some crumbs off of his chin with my thumb. "But you do praise all of my food."

He hummed again as he took another bite, nodding before he was able to speak, "Because all of your food is amazing."

I grabbed my drink, taking a sip before changing the subject, "How has your day been? Anything important happening?"

"Not yet-"

"Barba-"

We both looked to the door as a group of people walked in. There were three of them; two women and a man.

"Perfect timing," Rafael mumbled to me. I would have chuckled if I hadn't been so caught off guard.

"Hello," one of the women said.

"Hi," I replied, standing up as I did.

The woman looked at Rafael. "I didn't know that you had a meeting."

"It's... It's not a meeting," I explained quickly. I always spoke quickly when I was nervous and having three people suddenly walk into the room with no warning made me very nervous. "I was just stopping by for lunch."

"Detectives," Rafael stood up behind me, touching my back. "This is (Y/n). My partner. (Y/n), these are some of the detectives from the S.V.U. Olivia Benson, Amanda Rollins, and Sonny Carisi."

"Nice to meet you all."

"You too," Olivia nodded at me. "I hope he hasn't been hiding you from us."

I chuckled. "No, no, not at all. I- I own a little bakery and cafe place not too far from here. I tend to be pretty swamped, but I had some downtime, so I stopped by for lunch."

"I thought that I recognized you!" Sonny pointed at me. "I've been by your shop."

"Oh, good, hope you liked it."

"Oh, loved it," he said. He turned to the other detectives. "There was this awesome sandwich thing on the menu during the fall. I've been craving it for months."

"I'll make note of that, so I remember to bring it back this year," I promised. "In the meantime, I'd be happy to treat you all to some food and drinks. I'm starting to sort out the summer menu; you should all come over sometime and test out some of the ideas I have."

"You don't have to-"

"I want to," I stopped Olivia in her tracks. "You guys work with Rafael so much that we might as well be friends. Plus, I need some other guinea pigs than just him. I'm sure Rafael would be more than happy to sort out a night for you and anyone else on your team to join us."

He looked over at me, pausing before he replied, "Over the moon."

"See?"

"Alright then," Olivia nodded. I glanced over to see Sonny trying to subtly celebrate the good news.

"I should get out of the way," I touched Rafael's shoulder as I spoke before going to grab my drink. "I'm sure whatever you all need to talk about is more important than my seasonal menu."

"I'll walk you out." Rafael guided me to the door.

We walked together to the point where we were just out of view of the windows in his office. I turned around and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

"I'll see you tonight," he muttered.

"Can't wait," I mumbled back. "Don't forget about the little tasting event that we're hosting."

"I won't," he promised, leaning over to kiss me again. He added a second kiss to my temple. "I love you."

"Love you too," I said before pulling away properly.

My phone started ringing as soon as I started walking out.

"I'm already on my way back," I answered before any question could be asked.

"Thank God." I heard from the other end. "Someone is promising to come back and have a stern talk to you."

"Great, sounds fun. I'll be there in a few minutes."

I let out a huff as I hung up and started jogging down the street.

Sometimes these short lunch dates were the only thing keeping me from running for the hills.

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Author's Note: The drink I described is actually an actual drink at local coffee shop in my area! I am not clever enough to make it up myself.

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From the Nest 3

(i might change the name of this au, to make it more obvious that it's a Jaune trained by Raven au)

_ main hall _

Jaune: *hands in pockets, looking bored* I was expecting a rousing speech. Instead, we just got told that "practice is more useful than theory". As if we never fought grimms before.

Yang: *shrug* Most of the students never fought grimms before.

Jaune: *snort* Good one! Next you'll tell me nobody learned how to make camps and live in the woods.

Yang: ...

Jaune: *Nervous* Y-Yang, you did learn how to survive during your travels, right?

Yang: ... *Looking to the side* I went camping with my father... Once or twice...

Jaune: *pointing to Weiss* I was expecting that from Ms moneybags-

Weiss: Hey!

Jaune: *turning to Weiss* Do you know how to prepare a deer so it won't spoil in a matter of a day?

Weiss: Well, no, but-

Jaune: Do you know which mushrooms you can eat? What type of lichen to use as an antiseptic?

Weiss: Nobody learned that yet!

Jaune: *serious* Then what happens if you lose your food? If you are lost in the middle of Mistral? *Sigh* I'm beginning to think my teacher was right about city folks.

Yang: *placing a hand on Jaune's shoulder* Hey, relax! I'm pretty sure we are supposed to learn those things anyway.

Ruby: *reading the pamphlet* Yep, we got botany and survivalism studies. At least, if we pass initiation.

_ later _

Ruby: *looking around, putting her sleeping bag on the ground* Where's Jaune?

Yang: I think he said he was sleeping outside. Something about not liking crowded spaces.

*three students, hearing that, packed their stuff and went outside*

Ruby: *wince* He's not gonna like the school life, huh?

Yang: *chuckle* Probably will take him some time to get used to, yeah.

Weiss: *mumbling, preparing her sleeping spot* Can't believe how rude he was. Acting as if i was an idiot!

Yang: *rolling her eyes* Are you planning on complaining all night?

_ outside _

Jaune: *sitting next to a tree, taking firewood from his travel bag* Should be good for the night. *Look at the little group approaching him* Hm?

Nora: *waving with a big smile* Heya! Do you mind if we keep you company?

Jaune: *smiling* Not at all! I just don't like closed space with a lot of people when sleeping.

Ren: *putting his sleeping bag on the ground* Agoraphobia?

Jaune: *shaking his head* No, just don't like the noise.

Blake: *sitting next to the tree, her back against it* Don't mind me, i'll just read.

Jaune: *chuckle* Fine by me.

Nora: *glancing at Jaune's bag* Oh? You're making food?

Jaune: *shrug with a smirk* haven't eaten yet. *Placing the wood and some dried up lichen then use a flint and iron to start the fire*

Ren: Seems like you're used to it.

Jaune: *chuckle* Well, i had to survive in the woods for a while. Everyone does that where i'm from.

Nora: *Beaming* Us too! *Realising something important* I'm Nora Valkyrie, by the way! Nice to meet you!

Ren: *sitting down* I'm Lie Ren.

Jaune: *nod* My name's Jaune.

Nora: *tilting her head* No family name?

Jaune: *Scratching the back of his head* It's complicated.

Nora: ok! *turning her head to Blake*

Blake: *trying to ignore her* ...

Nora: *smiling*

Blake: *sigh* Blake Belladonna. Happy now?

Nora: Yes~!

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☆ random obey me headcanons!

lucifer, mammon and simeon ♡

part two (asmodeus, levi, barbatos)

part three (beelzebub, belphegor, solomon)

part four (satan and diavolo)

cw: a few spoilers ahead from the main story! also one SLIGHT nsfw on simeons part???

small note: i only started writing on tumblr now so idk much on how ppl do those line thingies on the words and then it teleports to a diff post so if anyone knows how to do it please teach me! thank you :3

☆ lucifer:

- generally has a thing for turtlenecks. if you open his closet you'll see a bunch of turtlenecks in there. lucifer is a very conservative man after all.

- speaking of closet, he definetely has a color code for his clothing. blacks, reds, navy blues, anything dark

- you'll never catch him wearing anything revealing. especially his legs. man keeps em hidden.

- has a very sensitive nose. he always scolds mammon and asmo for wearing such strong cologne. he has great sense of smell in general (the bitch can smell anything) and automatically knows when trouble is near.

- EXTREMELY petty when he doesn't get his morning coffee. if he goes a day without it an extra line will appear on his forehead.

- gifts you souvenirs when he enters the human world. claims he's here for business because diavolo told him but we all know that's not the only reason why he came up there.

- he doesn't like writing with modern pens and only settles with quills. he still has his old quill from the celestial realm and keeps it hidden somewhere.

- almost gave head pats to luke once.

- his nose is FUCKING BEAUTIFUL and his side profile too. he has a nose bump for sure and i will die on this hill.

- he's not a big fan of creamy foods like carbonara or anything with cream in general. if he's eating sweets he prefers the icing to be less flavorful. what do you expect? he's a black coffee lover after all.

☆ mammon:

- room is always a fucking mess, but he cleans when he procrastinates so if you ever enter his room and he's all quiet and cleaning just don't disturb him for a while.

- buys bootleg merch for levi for no reason. one time he found this cheap ruri chan stuffy on sale for like 150 grimm and decided to buy it.

- has fucking shit hand writing bro. sometimes it's small, sometimes it's big but most of the time it's ass balls. like why does your k and h look the same?

- he cracks his knuckles and joints often and can't go without a day doing it atleast once. it's kinda hot tbh lol

- when he's in a happy mood he'll sing in like a high pitched way. idk how to explain it but i just see him doing that especially when he's on cooking duty

- sleeps really late he could almost rival levi on it. surprisingly his eyebags aren't that visible though.

- has really pretty features like long eyelashes, plump lips and visible collarbones. eat your heart out asmo xoxo

- convinced himself he'll never ever like or listen to human world songs until he heard you blasting some music in your room. he was singing that song in his head for days on end but refused to ask you what the title was

- he's a very clumsy guy and often drops small things especially during class like his ballpen, eraser or that pack of bubblegum lucifer ended up confiscating

- before you arrived, he liked to vape or juul when he's stressed or felt lonely but now he only spends his time thinking of you when he feels down.

☆ simeon:

- when he turned into a human he had thoughts of becoming a teacher in christian education but realized it's better if he owned a cafe instead.

- he sometimes joins luke during his baking lessons with barbatos even though he already knows all the steps

- occasionally invites you for sleepovers and buys card / board games for you guys to play with solomon and luke! either he or solomon are always end up being the winners everytime though

- always and i mean ALWAYS willing to teach you something when he knows it. baking, writing, recent lessons, etc

- once the exchange program ended he started writing more and more, especially poetry. and mostly wrote about you and how much he misses you <3.

- started making diary entries after the aftermath of the celestial war.

- during quiet nights, simeon often thinks what it'd be like if he was really close with the brothers.

- his eyes are lowkey creepy sometimes when he looks at you for too long. it's like he's trying to detect every sin you've committed.

- idk why i thought of this but his teeth are literally so pearly and perfect but he doesn't really smile with them in view.

- unintentionally moans sometimes. like when he sits down after a long day you just start hearing a soft "ah~" out of nowhere..