#he could say his favorite ice cream flavor is vanilla and I WOULD make a post about that unassuming piece of info

[eightyones]

[junislqve]

ᯓ seasons — ot7

syn i used to hate it, until i found out it was your favorite thing. (1504 words)

pairs ot7 + reader | cw petnames — mlist navi

note synopsis was actually more of a prompt but err i hope you guys enjoy anyway >< also im writing this half asleep so im sorry if there are any mistakes !! everybody thank peng cause without her this wouldn’t even be here rn

LEE HEESEUNG

“why don’t you warm me up?”

heeseung never liked winter. he hated the coldness and the gloom that came with it. ever since he was young, he’d stay cooped up in his room refusing to go out and play with the snow.

even as an adult, heeseung would be more silent during the season, chattering his teeth even though he wore about a dozen coats.

well that was until he knew you. you were the complete opposite. you loved the coldness and the festive feeling of winter. finding the beauty in the falling snowflakes.

ever since heeseung started dating you, your love for winter created a small fondness in him. he loves it when he gets to see your pretty smile and your nose red-tinted from the cold.

he loves it most when you both would take the train back after a day out and you would fall asleep on his shoulder, hands tucked on his to keep yourself warm.

PARK JONGSEONG

jay had never really been picky with anything. having being the cook back at home and even now cooking for you made him accustom to people’s likes.

one thing, however, that never had he enjoyed was caffeine. he hated the bitter aftertaste of it. the smell that always lingers.

but when you once bought him an americano back when you both were still friends, he downed the whole thing. making you laugh, he liked hearing your laugh, it was addicting. he saw how you were savoring the taste after every sip. thinking that if you liked it, it shouldn’t be that bad.

and now, every morning before you woke up, he’d add coffee-brewing to his routine. making both of you coffee before heading for work. but really, he just loved seeing you hum in delight after a sip, a small smile on your lips.

“you’re so good at this, babe” you say, complimenting his brewing skill.

“why don’t you give me a kiss for it then”

SIM JAEYUN

you loved musicals. from hamilton to phantom of the opera, you’ve always loved watching them if they played in theaters near you.

jake, however, would rather spend his time playing soccer or watching a movie at the comfort of his home. he didn’t find musicals interesting, refusing whenever his friends offered to go watch one together.

however, when you offered, he found himself sitting near front seats in a large theatre. completely invested in the story line. he took down internal notes in his head knowing you’d start talking about it the moment you both walked out the theatre, just so he could give his own perspective in case you asked.

he would listen to you talk all day if it meant having to watch musicals often. asking you to repeat things to see your smile grow. his eyes linger on you, observing the pretty smile you have and the excited glint in your eyes as you talked away.

“wait, can you explain again about what happened to her in the end?”

PARK SUNGHOON

possibly the biggest hater of mint chocolate chip ice cream, sunghoon would not get near it. if he had a choice, he’d rather choose something more simple like vanilla.

but all in all, sunghoon never really liked ice cream. he doesn’t understand the enjoyment people get whenever they’d crave it.

apparently all it took for him to finally try the flavor he most despised was for you to (barely) beg him to hang out with you. he was too flustered when you asked him what flavor he wanted and when you asked if he wanted the same order as you did, he just nodded. barely registering what you said.

he unfortunately did not realize this until he scooped up a spoonful of the ice cream and tasted the familiar, yet, unfavorable taste. however, after much thought and probably the sweet smile you were giving him, he concluded that it didn’t taste as bad as he thought it would.

after dating, sunghoon would often pick up ice cream for you two after a long week, eating it together while huddled up watching a movie in your living room.

the taste of it was always there, but he understood why you adored the flavor. it growing on him more than he’d expected, especially when you’re the one he’s eating it with.

KIM SUNOO

being alone creeps him out. he gets terrified if he was ever left home alone. that’s one of the reasons why he loved going out.

he finds it comforting being surrounded by people, chatting along with anyone and everyone, catching up with them.

before you were in his life, he felt like being alone further makes him feel unwanted. busying himself with anything if, in a case, he were to be left alone.

when you did come into his life, though, it was like you rearranged the meaning of being alone. you love the peace and quiet of being alone. the silence that seems to fill the room letting you breath for a moment.

technically, he still didn’t really like being alone. sometimes, he’d call you to his apartment to ‘be alone’ with you. none of you speaking any words to each other, just laying down and listening to each other’s breathing. so many words unsaid but the feelings able to be conveyed through gestures.

you’d taught him how to enjoy the quietness. he finds that when he’s alone he felt more calm and centered. still, as a person who loves talking, he would always prefer being with people.

but, you redefined the meaning of being alone and he loves you for it. he loves the way you look happy and at peace all the time, he loves it when you both be alone together.

YANG JUNGWON

“babe, can you get my socks pretty please?”

as a person who gets cold easily, you love bundling yourself up before sleeping. your necessities were your 2 blankets, a pillow for your side and socks.

jungwon always found it iffy to wear socks in bed. even if he were to buy new ones to wear only in his house, he still wouldn’t like the feeling of it.

that was until he was introduced to you by a mutual friend. when you two started talking, he found your many quirks adorable.

however, one that he only found out when you started dating, was that you loved wearing socks to sleep. his horror back then showed on his face when you asked him if he were okay.

overtime, you gradually convinced him. especially if it was winter and the coldness would go up by twice the usual weather. being used to your routine, he didn’t even realize he started wearing socks to bed until you pointed it out when he was sleeping over.

the realization he had was baffling, but as he accustomed to it he didn’t find it weird at all. he would start buying you both matching socks when he was out and was thinking of you.

NISHIMURA RIKI

“let’s get back to bed, love”

everyone knows riki is not a morning person. he hated waking up early more than anyone. it’s not weird to find him coming out of his room at 1 pm.

by 1pm, you’ve probably already went to a cafe, had breakfast, catches up with a friend, and had a 2-hour lecture.

when you got involved with riki, you tried your hardest to wake him up early. his friends had told you to give up many times saying they’ve tried over and over again.

but miraculously, on your 7th try, he woke up. although, grumbling, he started sitting up and asking what you were doing at his dorms.

the first time you tried you were just there to drop off some food to your big brother. but when you knocked and no one answered, you were about to leave. until one of his dorm mates opened the door to let you in.

they were all stood crowded in front of his room, shouting at him to wake up, but he never moved. still sound asleep after a whole debate session ensued in the dorms.

after your brother and his friends collectively decide to leave him alone instead of trying to wake him up, you put it upon yourself to try as well. little did you know, he’d heard all your wake up calls, just too afraid to face you, seeing his bedhead and all.

7th times the charm however, when he finally braved himself to wake up and reply to you, although his heart pounding abnormally when you smiled at him.

when you two started dating, he couldn’t not wake up before you. much more aware of his surroundings when he’s around you.

riki however is riki. if he were to wake up earlier, then you would also have to wake up later sometimes because of him. deciding to stay in for a bit longer when he asks to, surrounded by his warmth.

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[steddieas-shegoes]

not so different

for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt ‘graduation’

rated t | 994 words | cw: mention of past character death, mention of alcohol, language | tags: childhood friends, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, good uncle Wayne Munson

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Steve Harrington didn’t cry, not even when he fell off the slide at the playground and his knee bled for 15 minutes and his nanny had to call his mom.

But this was a special instance where he was allowed to be sad. His nanny even said so. He watched all the kids in his kindergarten class taking pictures with their moms and dads, uncles and aunts, grandpas and grandmas, and wondered why he didn’t have anyone here for him.

He found an empty classroom in the big kid hall as soon as the ceremony was done, sat behind the teacher’s desk, and cried into his knees.

“Did your daddy not show up either?” A voice asked from in front of him.

He lifted his head, vision blurry and face wet, to see Eddie.

Eddie had already done kindergarten once, but he had trouble with his phonics, so they kept him behind. He was the first kid to talk to Steve in class, but within a few days, Tommy and Carol and Heather had scared him away from Steve entirely.

“Um, no.”

“What about your mama?”

“She’s with my dad.”

“My mama is with God. Or that’s what a lot of people say. I dunno if she was friends with him or not, though. I think she just got buried in the ground and people are scared to tell me,” Eddie was sitting next to Steve now, his leg knocking against Steve’s.

Eddie didn’t sit still very well, and the teacher always said he had ants in his pants. Steve hoped he didn’t have them in there now; he didn’t want any ants on him.

“Where’s your dad?”

“He’s probably getting ‘rested again. He showed up being silly and my Uncle Wayne had to take him outside,” Eddie shrugged.

“Is he tired?” Steve asked, sniffling and leaning more against Eddie.

“No. Uncle Wayne says sometimes he has too much of the drinks in the bottles I’m not allowed to touch and it makes him act like he don’t got a brain,” Eddie didn’t sound that sad, but Steve still wanted to hug him. “So your daddy isn’t here?”

“No. I think he forgot.”

“Sorry he forgot. My Uncle Wayne never forgets. He even came to the lunch room for my birthday. He brought me a piece of pizza!” Eddie always sounded more excited than anyone else. Most of the kids in the class thought it was stupid, but Steve kind of liked the way his eyes got wide and his smile got so big it took up most of his face. “Maybe he can bring you a piece for your birthday next year.”

“He doesn’t even know me.”

“You can come meet him!”

The classroom door opened just as Eddie started to stand and reach for Steve’s hands to pull him up.

“There ya are, Ed! Been lookin’ everywhere. You want some ice cream?” An older man stood by the door, button up plaid shirt only half-tucked into his jeans.

“Can we bring Steve? He’s my friend.”

Steve’s head turned, shocked that Eddie would say that.

“We gotta ask his parents first, Ed.”

“His parents didn’t come.”

“Oh.” The man looked Steve up and down before seemingly settling on something. He gave a small smile and gestured for him to come closer. “What’s your favorite flavor, then?”

“I dunno. Never had anything except vanilla,” Steve admitted, afraid to look at the man who had to be Eddie’s Uncle Wayne.

“Well, that just won’t do, will it? Let’s go try every flavor at the diner. Benny just added a few new ones. Think there’s even a bubblegum one.”

Eddie clapped his hands and dragged Steve out the door by his arm.

“I bet you’ll like mint chip,” he said as Wayne followed behind them, fond smile on his face.

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Steve Harrington had only cried a few times in his life, but this was the second time it was happening in front of Eddie.

Eddie wasn’t conscious this time, though.

“If you wake up, I’ll take you to the diner and we can have ice cream. They’ve got a new raspberry white chocolate flavor that you’d like. I could use some mint chip right now,” Steve said around the tears.

Wayne had left the hospital an hour ago to freshen up and grab one of his crossword puzzle books. Steve had been crying for most of that hour, holding Eddie’s hand and quietly begging him to wake up.

Two days without hearing his voice or watching his smile light up the room was too long, especially after having it for the last 13 years.

“How’re you gonna walk at graduation if you’re still asleep here, huh?” Steve closed his eyes and wiped at his cheeks.

“You can walk with me.”

Steve’s head shot up at Eddie’s quiet, but surprisingly strong voice.

“Eddie!”

“Hey, Stevie. Heard you’re takin’ me for ice cream,” Eddie’s smile was crooked, the bandage on his cheek covering one of his dimples.

It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except for Eddie being awake, being alive, being okay.

“Yeah, Eds. Every day if you want,” Steve wanted to crawl into the bed with him, hold him close and feel him breathing and listen to his heartbeat, be sure he was there.

“Gonna hold you to that.”

“Soon as you can leave, that’ll be our first stop. Promise.”

Eddie closed his eyes, but the smile remained on his face. “You slept?”

“A bit.”

“So no.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “A bit.”

“C’mere.”

“Honey, you’re hurt-“

“Come here.”

Steve got in bed slowly, making sure he kept space between himself and Eddie’s injuries.

“Think I’ll graduate?”

Steve snorted. “They’d be stupid to hold you back after you saved everyone.”

“Yeah. ‘M a hero. Fuck Hawkins High.”

Steve could feel more tears trickle down his cheeks, but these were different.

These were relieved tears, happy tears.

“Yeah, honey. Fuck them.”

“Love you, though.”

“Love you so much.”

[jo-harrington]

Incremental Planning (A Store Manager Verse Story - Steve Harrington/Reader)

Previous Part: On-The-Job Training

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Wicks'n'Sticks!Reader (you'll see)

Summary: You and Steve have been going out for a little while and he suddenly feels the need to step up his game.

Warnings/Themes: AU where the Upside Down doesn't terrorize Hawkins. Fall 1985, Steve and Robin work at Scoops, Reader works at Wicks and Sticks (formerly at Dippin' Dots; you job hop...it's a thing), New Relationship "Troubles," Infatuation/Crush, Cute Dates, Tie in with the Store Manager Verse

Note: Dedicated to @dr-aculaaa (late bday gift), @rosewaterandivy and @carolmunson who've heard little tidbits intermittently but this has taken a minute to come together. And @ghost-proofbaby for the last date idea. Enjoy <3

You can find my masterlist here for more fics featuring pretty much exclusively Eddie Munson content but also a little Steve.

Please do not interact if you are not 18+.

Enjoy!

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If Steve had to pick one thing that was his best quality, it would be that he was reliable.

"Psshh, yeah right," Robin scoffed. "Reliably late to picking me up for work every day."

"Hey!" Steve argued. "I promised to drive you to school when it starts next week, so could you...I dunno...gimme a break here?"

"You don't need to do your hair every morning; I have band first period so if you could please be a little better with time, I'd appreciate it!"

"Robin!"

Reliable, unfortunately, was boring. And you were anything but boring.

Steve learned quickly that his favorite thing about you was that you changed with the seasons. If the wind blew in a different direction, so would you.

Just like the whole vanilla debacle, you were never satisfied with one flavor. Yeah you liked a root beer float for a while, but before long, you were a banana split person. And shortly after that, hot fudge.

And while changing tastes in ice cream was endearing and made him a little looser--and got him a date--it was how quickly you changed tastes in other things that had him a little worried.

"I quit Dippin' Dots!" you announced one afternoon in early September, throwing your visor at him from across the counter.

"You what?" He stared at you with wide eyes.

"I quit," you raised your eyebrows and tilted your head towards him. "Dippin' Dots."

"No I got that I just...why?" He held his hands out around him. "Rival ice cream shops. That's kind of our thing."

"Well, you're just gonna have to get a job at a rival candle store because you're looking at the new sales associate at Wicks'n'Sticks."

You grinned at him and proudly pulled the little name badge from the back pocket of your jeans, your name already engraved and everything. Steve's eyes darted between it and you, unable to comprehend that you were joking.

"No, I'm not serious," you laughed. "Unless you hate it here, which I know you do."

"Shhh, not so loud!"

"The pay sucks, you always go home sticky, and you get yelled at by every mom in Roane County for getting their order wrong. I've heard you say it enough times Steve."

You were right; he just liked sticking to routines. Routines were nice...reliable.

"So what does that mean for us?" he asked.

"Means we're just gonna have to get another thing," you offered. "Like...making out in the service corridors instead of up against the kiosk after hours."

Ok, so...he could live with that.

What worried him was, well, if you were just just dating reliable old Steve Harrington all the time, you'd get bored with him. Nancy had gotten bored with him and looked for someone...better. You'd already gotten mad at him for being slow on the uptake about the small vanilla cup. What if he was boring in some other way? What if you tired of him just like you tired of your job at Dippin' Dots?

He'd already established a routine with your dates. Movie nights on Thursdays whenever new shows came out, then dinner at Benny's on Sunday nights, and lunch at the food court on Tuesdays when your shifts aligned.

You always said you liked your "dates."

"Is that what they said?" Robin asked as he aired his fears to her on the way to school one morning. "'Dates.' With air quotes?"

"Yeah?" He stumbled over his words. "Why? What are you--why are you--what is that...is that a problem? It's our routine."

"Oh god," she groaned and slammed her head back against the headrest. "You already have a routine? Dating isn't about routines. Is this...did you have routines with Nancy?"

"Yes, why?"

"Ok, new plan of attack," she waved her hands in front of her. "New date ideas. Every week. You, Steve Harrington, are hopeless."

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The whiteboard in the backroom suddenly became the "Date Idea Board."

Robin had told him to do it as soon as he got to Scoops, brought the board out to the counter with him. Ice cream was less popular in the mornings, it seemed, especially with kids back in school--

He could see why you jumped the Dippin' Dots ship. Aside from the handful of mall employees taking their breaks and wanting ice cream, he was bored.

--so he had plenty of time to think of something before the closing lead came in.

But the board remained blank all the way up until lunchtime.

"What did I do during school?" he threw his hands up in the air as he started towards the food court. "Movies...dinner...parking up at the quarry and making out? We haven't done that yet. I guess..."

He roared in frustration as he got in line at Hot Dog on a Stick, earning dirty looks from several lunch-goers.

"What?" he scoffed at them, and then tried to nonchalantly glance around.

And that's when Steve spotted them, tucked at a table near JCPenney, heads close together as they each held an earpad of a set of headphones connected to a walkman on the table, free hands reaching periodically for a basket of cheese fries: Eddie Munson and the Claire's manager.

It kind of made Steve a little antsy, like he was observing a private moment, the way they smiled at each other and bantered back and forth. He didn't even get this feeling watching couples make out in the hallways at Hawkins High. He wondered for a second if anyone felt that way when they saw the two of you together...

No one saw you together at the movies, or late Sunday nights at Benny's. And during lunch on Tuesdays, you definitely sat across the table from one another...not next to each other like that.

Was that it? Was that the answer? Just...go more places together. He really wished he had someone to ask about this.

And his wish was granted when Eddie looked at the time on his watch and then, with a flick of his girlfriend's dangly earrings, he ran out of the food court.

Steve abandoned his place in line and rushed across to plant himself in Eddie's vacated seat.

"Uh," the manager squinted her eyes at him in recollection. "...hi cherry lipbalm guy."

"It was strawberry, actually," he then pointed to his name tag, "and it's...Steve."

"Hi Steve," she amended and pointed to her own name tag to introduce herself.

"Hi."

It was awkwardly silent for a moment.

"I don't have any lip balm down here," she chewed her fingernail for a moment. "If that's why you stopped by. You have to go ups--"

"I need dating advice," he blurted out. "Again."

"Wha--"

"Where does Eddie take you out for dates?"

"I don't...they're not..."

"Because I...ok you remember the Dippin' Dots cashier?" he launched right into his story, despite her deer-in-the-headlights expression. "They agreed to go out with me--thanks, by the way--but they're...I'm afraid they're getting bored of our routine."

"Routine?" she winced.

"That's what Robin's reaction was too. Sorry, Robin, that's my friend, she works at Scoops too. Anyway..."

Steve continued his tale, telling her about your new job and general shift in likes and dislikes from day to day. How unpredictable you were, how much he liked that about you but how much he feared that meant you wouldn't like him before long.

"And I just...like them so much? I don't want to screw it up."

The Claires manager's expression had softened the longer he talked and once he was done and out of breath she smiled.

"Well this is a really nice development."

"That's all you have to say?" he asked incredulously.

Her expression fell.

"Listen, Steve, I only have 5 minutes left of my lunch and I'm very happy to give you advice if you need it but it seems like you don't really need it. You know what it is your friend likes, or rather...how your friend's likes change...you just need to be...spontaneous and deliver the unexpected!"

"But what is that?" He raked his hands through his hair. "What should I do? What does Eddie do?"

"Eddie doesn't..." she sighed. "You shouldn't just mimic what he does, but he's himself. He's goofy and loud and we do goofy and loud things. He likes snacks, I like snacks...we're constantly sharing food."

She gestured to the cheese fries.

"Just do what feels right? Be yourself. Incorporate them into things that you want and need to do. Need to go to the laundromat? Ask if they want to go and watch the soaps with you while your towels are in the dryer."

For a minute that didn't make much sense to him. That wasn't a date. Who went on dates like that? But...you know, once upon a time he used to watch his parents pretend to waltz as they folded bedsheets together. The love that used to be in their eyes during a menial task.

Not that this was love with you but...he knew he could be a little bit of a romantic. One day maybe...

"I do like All My Children," he finally nodded. "Ok this could work."

"No Steve, wait..." The manager held her hands out as he stood from the chair and started jogging back to Scoops.

"Thank you!" he shouted and waved.

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Thus began the gauntlet of unexpected, inventive, spontaneous dates.

He started with the Laundromat; it was stuck in his head now and it was either going to be a win or the biggest failure he had. And you'd break up with him.

You were a little baffled when he told you his idea, but you went along with it. He picked you and your basket up promptly at 9am on Wednesday.

"Did your mom stop doing the wash for you Stevie?" you joked as you tossed your basket in the backseat.

"Ha ha," he deadpanned. He actually begged his mom not to snatch up his dirty Scoops uniforms from the hamper so he could take care of them himself. She gave him the proudest smile and a kiss on the forehead.

But he would never tell you that.

You, by chance, were a regular at the All Washed Up on Main Street. Said hello to Cheryl the Attendant, who was folding the hourly drop offs. Had your dollar bills all ready to go and you did a little dance as the change machine chugged and spat out quarters.

You took the lead for him, when he--understandably--looked a little confused.

"Obviously they don't have soap for you to use," you rolled your eyes and slotted coins into the little machine with different soaps and fabric softeners. "You need to bring it yourself. Or buy it. What do you like? Snuggle? Do you like lavender?"

But he still had a few tricks up his sleeves.

He brought Uno and a deck of cards to teach you to play Gin Rummy.

"Just like my granny taught me," he smiled and your expression melted.

And when you started shuffling your clothes into the dryers, he got snacks from the vending machine for you both.

"Dr. Pepper and HandiSnacks." He proudly handed you your treat.

"How did you know I always get this when I come do my laundry?" you held them to your chest excitedly.

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A night at the arcade was next.

To be honest, Steve thought with everyone's latest obsession over StarCourt, he'd be free to show his face at the Palace Arcade.

Unfortunately, his heart stopped when he saw the gaggle of familiar bikes chained up outside.

"Ooh, ok what do you say to pizza after we play some games?" you asked when you saw the pizzeria further up the strip mall. When you turned to him, you noticed his stricken expression. "What's wrong?"

"N-nothing," he shrugged, trying to act cool. "No nothing, it's just...some kids I used to babysit..."

Great lie there Harrington, you still babysit them.

"...are here. Those are their bikes."

"Aww," your eyes got soft and you put on the baby voice you used to tease him sometimes. "Big bad babysitter Stevie and little his Kindergarten Crew. It'll be fine, they won't bother us playing Skee Ball."

You walked confidently into the arcade, straight to your favorite game, all while Steve sent cursory glances down each row of machines and tried to be as stealth as possible.

Like a ninja, he told Nancy once.

"Steve?" Dustin called as he spotted him ducking between a few Pac-Man cabinets. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh," Steve's eyes slid in your direction and then he waved awkwardly. "Hey Henderson, you know. Killing time."

"Max is trying to unlock a secret level of Galaga," he thumbed over his shoulder. "Maybe you can get next turn if she can't."

"I'd love to I'd just--"

"Steve?" He winced at your voice behind him. "You coming?"

"Yeah," he shot you a smile and then turned back to Dustin with murderous eyes. "I was just telling this little twerp to beat it."

"This one of the kids?" you sidled up next to him and smiled at Dustin. "Hey."

"Hey!" He got a sly look on his face and wiggled his eyebrows at Steve, who looked positively livid. "You on a date there, Harrington old boy?"

"Who are you, Jay Gatsby? I like you," you laughed at Dustin and then clapped a hand on Steve's shoulder. "I like this kid; you might as well introduce me to all the little rascals. It'll explain why you're such a PTA mom all the time."

Steve groaned as Dustin grabbed your arm and dragged you over to the rest of the kids, but he couldn't help the way his heart skipped a beat when you gave him a look of sheer glee and affection.

Maybe he was doing something right?

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He blindfolded you for the next date--the last idea he had for this two week sprint full of creative dates--although...he might not have needed to do it for the whole car ride.

"Steve I'm gonna be sick," you had groaned pathetically from the passenger's seat of his car.

But it was worth it.

He'd gone to the mall office to grab the mail--who knew stores at the mall got mail--when he saw a pamphlet for local tourist attractions and he'd been inspired.

The Fort Wayne Children's Zoo.

You were in awe, it's such a sweet date idea.

The two of you held hands as you dodged groups of field trip goers, parents with their kids on playdates, and other bored adults. You told him fun facts about your favorite animals and his.

"I always wanted to be," you told him, nose scrunched in embarrassment. "I dunno...a vet or a...marine biologist or something. One of those big jobs that kids always dream about. Now I work at StarCourt Mall and I'm on the verge of finding a new job again."

"So do I," he chuckled. "At least you've thought about your future. I sort of never did."

"There's always time," your eyes sparkled. "We're still young and have our whole lives ahead of us. I've been looking at pamphlets for the Tri-County Community College. We could take classes in the next semester."

"Yeah?" he asked, slyly. "We?"

"Shut up," you pushed him to the side.

"Didn't know you'd still plan on dating me next year."

"Why not?"

Steve shrugged but kept his mouth shut, and then steered you towards your final destination.

The Reef.

So it wasn't a full aquarium, but it was close enough. He couldn't drive you all the way out to Indianapolis without arousing suspicion. Besides, the Reef had enough of an array of colorful marine life to make you happy. You gushed over all of the different fish that you recognized as the two of you wound through the small aquarium building.

You'd actually told him about your dream career as a kid before and he'd stored that little tidbit away. Pulled a favor with his mom to pull a favor with someone she knew and low and behold--

"Steve!" you exclaimed as you saw the little setup on the bench in front of the tank of Moon Jellies, an assortment of sandwiches and sodas basking in the blue glow emitted from behind the glass. "What's this?"

"Surprise!" He held his hands out a little pathetically. "The real date...not just the zoo but...a little picnic too."

"I love it!" you laughed.

"You do?" he beamed in relief. "I've...I've really been trying. I know...you're always so...and Robin said I was boring, so I thought maybe we could try some new dates. Not just...dinners and movies. I wanted to make you happy. Make you smile."

He kept rambling on about the other ideas he had, but then confessed that he sort of missed late dinners at Benny's on Sundays because he got to hold your hand across the table. He didn't notice the way your gaze got softer as he said the things that you'd been thinking all day--because these spontaneous dates were great but you missed the sweet dinners at Benny's and the movie nights where you made out in the back row at the Hawk during boring scenes--or how you inched closer you him until your hands were caressing his cheeks and your lips descended on his.

From the outside looking in, it was almost picturesque.

Something from a John Hughes movie as the two of you rocked back and forth in the glow of the jellyfish tank and one big smooch turned into little sweet ones, soft lips pecking at each other, over and over. Tasting the words that you each wanted to say to one another but...didn't quite have the courage to.

Yet.

Next Part: Developmental Achievement

[iamnmbr3]

If I may jump onto your recent ice cream question, what do you think these following characters’ ice cream orders are?

Lily, James, Sirius, Regulus, all of the Weasleys (or just the twins, Percy, and Ginny if that’s too much), Dumbledore, Narcissa and Lucius… and Voldemort? (or Tom Riddle if you think they might be different)

(Followup to this).

Lily: Strawberry-and-peanut-butter because I like the idea of this being another secret similarity between her and Harry that neither of them ever got to find out about.

James: Ice cream is for losers who don't have more fun entertainments like sadistically tormenting their classmates to amuse themselves with. Why bother getting ice cream when he can feast on Severus's tears instead? But if no classmates are available to victimize he'll settle for chocolate and raspberry with chopped nuts (which seems strangely fitting for him and also makes the ice cream Hagrid buys Harry in book 1 a secret callback).

Sirius: He goes for firewhiskey & raisin when he's a child because it seems daring and kind of adult but discovers he genuinely likes it...and then it becomes a habit and he still likes it as an adult (for the little time that he actually gets to be an adult before getting chucked in prison). More often than not though he just ends up getting the same as James so he can share it with him when James inevitably wants to try some despite already having his own.

Regulus: Plain vanilla - but only a fancy expensive brand that probably nobody who isn't monied and pureblood has ever even heard of so it's not boring Sirius shut up.

Fred: Pistachio.

George: Chocolate. Sometimes after the war Mrs. Weasley forgets and gives him pistachio though and it hurts too much to say anything about it.

Percy: For a lot of years he pretends it's coconut because he thinks that sounds refined and unusual (and also probably bc he saw mr. Crouch eat some once at an event) but actually it's chocolate.

Voldemort: extra dark chocolate as dark as his soul. jk. Pretty sure post cauldron body Voldemort doesn't eat...or probably really have taste buds so he's gonna pass. And all the flavors taste the same to him anyway. A small price to pay for immortality.

Tom Riddle: Black pepper ice cream the one time he had it over Christmas at Hogwarts. But really when it comes to food he's not picky. Just having anything to eat at all is a luxury - doubly so if it's good quality food and not plain gruel or something that used to be halfway decent but has since gone moldy. Given his experiences with famine he's very much of the 'food is fuel' mindset and if he could do something to ensure he needed to eat again (and thus never needed to fear going hungry) he would do it in a heartbreak. But still, he must admit that black pepper ice was surprisingly nice. Alphard's probably the only one who notices tho.

Ginny: Also black pepper ice cream. She's pretty sure it used to be chocolate before second year but she doesn't really want to think about the implications of that so she convinces herself either she misremembers or her tastes just changed. It doesn't really matter either way though, as she usually just orders strawberry and peanut butter since she knows that's Harry's favorite and she wants them to have tastes in common.

Narcissa: Dark chocolate.

Lucius: He doesn't actually have a sweet tooth but if you asked him he'd pick dark chocolate because Narcissa probably knows what she's talking about.

Dumbledore: Waitrose duchy organic lemon curd ice cream. Some find this quirky and entertaining while others are horrified or just plain confused. He finds all the reactions equally entertaining. Also he absolutely shows up to buy it in full wizard garb.

[sqh3e]

Say It, Chapter 10: nothing pretty, just keep talking.

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you could only think about chenle, all day and all night. you didn’t like that he was always on your mind especially since you knew nothing about him, today was the day you wanted to get to know him. you wanted to know his favorite color, his favorite ice cream flavor, and if he had siblings.

you want to know everything there is to know.

you called and he answered on the second ring, “i want to see you today.” you spoke.

“hello to you to y/n.” he said laughing, “i want to see you as well, i’ll come get you.”

“okay!” you hung up.

after what felt like an eternity he texted you he was outside, good thing you were already in the lobby.

you made your way to his car, “hi y/n.” he said pulling you into a hug and you wanted to melt in his arms.

he opened the car door for you and you thanked him then got in.

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he’s driving around with no destination, you really just want to get to know him… but how can you start off the conversation?

“how was your day?” “tell me everything about you.” you both spoke at the same time.

“good. now tell me everything about you.” you were DYING to know everything about him, you would stay up late a night thinking about him. no way you were lettingbyourself fall in love with someone you barely knew.

“y/n,” he laughed, “what do you want to know? i’ll answer every question.” he glanced over at you before looking back at the road. you had the biggest smile on your face.

“starting off with the basics… when’s your birthday?” you asked. “february 9th” he answered. “and when's your birthday?”

“december 25th.” you answered with a smile, “wait really?? that’s cool,” he added.

“favorite color? i think mine is probably like a light green or yellow,” you said.

“mine uhhh don’t laugh… it’s white.” he said, you looked over at him and he avoided looking back at you. “why white chenle…” you asked curiously.

“okay hear me out, white is one of the only colors you can see on black paper while on white paper you can see every color,” he explained passionately.

it’s serious for him, you liked that. “wait now that you mention it.” you replied cutting your own self off.

“see you’re starting to get it.” he replied jokingly, you both laughed. “favorite ice cream flavor?? this question is so so so important!” you exclaimed.

“rocky road, easy.” he looked over at you seeing your face scrunch up, he laughed “i’m not accepting any HATES towards rocky road.”

“should’ve just said vanilla…” you replied, “i like what i like.” he shrugged.

“do you have any siblings?” you asked changing the topic.

“i have an older brother that’s it, do you? well obviously jiwoong but besides him,” he asked.

“nope just me and him.” you answered, “who’s the oldest between you two?” chenle questioned.

“me, by 2 minutes.” you nod at your response.

“really???? you seemed like the younger twin” he spoke, “everyone says that oh my gosh” you laughed.

after a while he pulled into a parking spot that overlooked the lake, you both got out of the car sitting on the hood of the car.

“this view is beautiful.” he said, you nodded in agreement, “you can keep asking questions if you want,” he spoke looking at you.

“okay sure, do you have both parents or just one?” you asked.

you noticed he shifted uncomfortably, “sorry that wasn’t my place to ask something like that,” you said feeling bad you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.

“no it’s fine,” he spoke genuinely “it’s just my dad, my mom died when i was 5. i don’t really remember her like my brother does, when i was younger i would always ask him about her and he would share stories,” he spoke being vulnerable, and you listened.

“i used to be jealous that he got to experience those experiences with our mom and i didn’t, i used to pretend this octopus i had at the time was my mom, i’d cuddle it and stuff before going to sleep.” he laughed softly.

“that’s cute…” you said genuinely but you were unsure of what to say not knowing what would be inappropriate to say.

“y/n, calm down you seem tense.” he said placing his hand on your knee, “i’m not going to be upset if you say something wrong, this is my decision to tell you. you don’t always have to have an answer sometimes it’s nice to just listen,” he spoke softly, he squeezed your knee gently.

you nodded in response. you questioned if what he said was him being rude or maybe he noticed you just didn’t know what to say.

“but yea, my dad took care of me and my brother with the help of my mom's sisters but then my dad moved us away without reasoning. turns out my aunts tried to take us away from our dad because “he didn’t know what he was doing.” he sighed, “what about you y/n?” he looked over at you, your eyes were teary.

“y/n…” he spoke softly, he pulled you into a hug, he rubbed your back.

“chenle, thanks for being vulnerable with me.” you hugged him tighter.

you both pulled and he wiped your tears with his thumbs.

“are gonna answer the question?” he laughed.

you didn’t know if you wanted to, especially after his story.

“i don’t know if i should…” you spoke low almost in a whisper.

“y/n don’t worry about me, i can handle it. trust me, this happened ages ago i have come to terms with it and moved on.” he smiled brightly.

you nodded. “well, i have both my parents and then my brother. my parents made sure to do everything with us when we were young. only cause they didn’t want to end up in a nursing home.” you laughed and he let out a smile chuckle.

as you continued to talk about your family chenle just listened, honestly, he could hear you talk about your family all day. you loved the way your eyes lit up anytime you said anything about your brother he could tell you genuinely loved him and your parents.

a smile formed on his face, and you stopped talking and looked at him “what?” you laughed slightly.

“nothing pretty, just keep talking.” he smiled.

“something i never told anyone is that my parents aren’t really my parents, i mean they ARE my parents but not biologically,” you said being vulnerable just as chenle did.

“my bio parents didn’t want a kid let alone two, but their best friend (my mom) couldn’t have kids, so my bio mom became their surrogate, and boom,” you smile to yourself “i call both my moms mom and both my dads dad, they all don’t mind but when i call my bio mom mom it feels like i’m turning my back against the mom that raised me, you know?” you said without realizing what you were saying.

“chenle i’m sorry.. here i am rambling about my family-“ he cut you off “y/n stop apologizing it’s starting to piss me off, you aren’t doing anything wrong. especially cause i asked you this question,” he stated his voice sounding serious.

you continue “but yeah, that’s my family’s dynamic.” you smiled and sighed.

“i’ve told anyone that before, well outside of my friends, you’re the first i told.” you spoke truthfully, “same here,” chenle responded “outside of mark i only told you about my aunts trying to take me and my brother away from my dad,” he said.

“i feel special,” you said in a joking manner to lighten the mood, “because you are.” chenle said in a serious tone.

“well consider yourself special as well…” you said making eye contact with him.

you held each other's gaze for a moment before you leaned in and kissed him. maybe it was him opening up to you or maybe it was just the way he looked at you, but you felt a rush of energy in you.

he grabbed your waist pulling you towards him and sitting you in his lap, you wrapped your arms around his neck. his lips went from your lips to your neck.. back to your lips.

it was a full-on make-out session going on, on the hood of his car. after a while, he pulled away from the kiss.

“your lips are so soft… kiss me again.” chenle said desire and need behind his eyes.

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you wake up in chenle’s bed. you try to get up but his arms are wrapped around your waist tight but not an uncomfortable grip.

“chenle…” you said softly, you look under the covers and notice you aren’t even in your clothes… this is chenle’s shirt-

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authors notes: well, well, WELL. proud of both y/n and chenle opening up to one another :) there has to be a great explanation behind why y/n is in chenle’s clothes right…? y/n you can’t say don’t share the same feelings with him but YOU WERE SAYING SHIT LIKE THIS.

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[marshmallowprotection]

I’d actually like to hear your thoughts on that Unknown birthday cg

I actually love the composition of this artwork. It'd be wrong to share it without sharing the other half to it, though. Saeyoung and Saeran are a package deal. But, as it stands, these images stand in contrast to each other for a reason. Saeyoung's at a party that his friends put together for him, and Unknown's at a party Rika made for him. There are undeniable facts about these images.

Unknown's staring into a mirror, his eyes in a trance as he watches his reflection, and to me, it's always read like a dissociative episode. He's spaced out for a reason. He was trained to hate his face because it was his brother's face. He avoids looking into mirrors for a reason... and yet, on his birthday of all days, he's staring into a large mirror at his reflection.

A reflection that's known to spark feelings of contempt, sickness, and anger in his heart.

Why?

Why is looking into a mirror when mirrors are known to make him feel sick? Unknown wouldn't choose to do that on the day that sets him off. He wouldn't! I think, one could argue that maybe he would if he thought it might remind him of why he's upset to begin with. But, he doesn't purposefully go out of his way to trigger himself throughout the game, if it happens, it's far from happening on purpose.

Which is what led me to believe Rika hung the mirror from the wall OR choose that spot purposefully—to hurt Unknown. That much I can say for certain.

Even on his birthday, he's not ALLOWED to forget what she's trained for. He's not allowed to be happy. He's only allowed to think about the brother who STOLE EVERYTHING from him while he rots away with nothing to his name in the walls of a Paradise that will never a sincere Paradise. He has to think about the brother who MADE HIM feel bad. He can't escape it. Rika won't let him escape it because he's a simply a weapon for revenge now, no longer does she see him as a son.

His birthday cake is made of chocolate and his pint of ice cream is chocolate, too. There aren't many things he talks about enjoying in the game, but he does make it clear that he enjoys mint chocolate chip ice cream.

Ray revealed that fact in 2019. I mean, could that be his favorite flavor and not Unknown’s favorite? That's always possible, after all, they're not the same person. But, I have always operated under the suspicion that they share favorite ice cream flavors. They like how it stays on your tongue, cold, sweet, and just a little bit chewy. It's nice on a hot day.

I don't think he's super picky about ice cream since you probably can't go wrong with ice cream in his eyes, but the fact that he's able to establish a favorite kind of ice cream shows me that he does care about what he gets if he's allowed to have a choice. Like, I would love vanilla ice cream if it's offered, but if you had an assortment, I'd want chocolate or mint chocolate chip!

This is a character who has been repeatedly robbed of his autonomy time and time again, both with contempt and with a naive thought to protect them without thinking of his choice, and if he was asked what kind of ice cream he wanted for his birthday here, I think he'd pick his favorite if he could.

He clearly didn't pick here. I mean, you can check out the seasonal chats if you want to for 2020. Unknown tells Yoosung and Zen that he loves ice cream and even if they think he's some kind of program and not a real person, he still wants them to leave out the ice cream because, hey, what kind of person wouldn't want an ice cream if it was offered to them? I don't know people who would turn down the ice cream.

But, again, if you can choose the ice cream you're given, won't you pick your favorite flavor?

If you buy the folders from the market, you'll be treated to Unknown and Seven enjoying each other's ice cream, but while Saeyoung looks content with his ice cream, Unknown isn't enthused by Superman ice cream. My boy isn't picky about ice cream but he probably wouldn't want to consume his twin brother's favorite flavor... especially not at a time wherein anything related to Saeyoung makes him want to gag.

If the only ice cream he had to eat was that of his brother's favorite flavor, I think he'd do it, but I don't think he'd be happy about it in the end. It would take the ice cream experience, but he's not going to say no to something that makes him happy in a world that already has caused him to feel apathetic about most things. Yeah, it might not make him happy to have something that reminds me of his brother, but most things remind him of his brother and it's an inescapable tragedy. 

I don't think I need to talk about the representation of black roses in this game when it comes to this character, either. He is given this particular flower whenever he is in a timeline that doesn't bode well for him. It is a representation of the fact that he no longer has hope for a brighter tomorrow. All he sees on the horizon for his life is death and apathy.

Death can also be transformative, but that is not the reference we are meant to take away when we see it represented like this. GE Saeran's got a black rose around his throat during the RAE when you team up with Rika to turn him into a product of consumption to "survive" in a world that lets Saejoong get away with everything. But, anytime I see those flowers with him, I associate it with a loss of autonomy.

I associate it with Rika's control.

The one thing that's bothered me ever since I've seen the image is that bottle of alcohol sitting in the background. I mean, it doesn't have to be alcohol in that fancy sparkling glass, but there aren't too many drinks that are placed inside of those containers and the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I become. I try not to think about it, and I often tell myself that the only reason why it's there is because the artist might not have been told about the character's trauma.

After all, if the artist was made aware of this fact, it means the choice was intentional to place the bottle of alcohol within the image. I have no idea if the artist was made aware of that fact. The only reason why I tell myself that the artist might not have known is because Rika was also represented with alcohol in one of her birthday pictures, and she does not consume alcohol frequently or at all, either. 

In fact, Rika canonically scolds Jihyun and Jumin often for their poor drinking habits and reminds them to be responsible. There's a chat in Another Story where Jumin and Jihyun turn silent when you echo the words Rika once told them about alcohol.

The alternative in this situation if we don't believe the artist made a mistake without being aware of the lore is for me to believe that she specifically chose to put alcohol on the table knowing that it would trigger him. 

Because, unfortunately, since the artist made that decision, it leads the player to interpret that she purposefully put that bottle there to hurt him. I recognize that most people aren't going to think that hard about this and for the most part, it might fly over your head without a second thought, but it bothers me. I am a stickler for fine details and if you're a person who loves to speculate and dig into some media for everything you can find, this is one of those things that’ll haunt you. 

At the end of the day, it comes down to how you want to interpret the image, if you want to take it at face value for what it is and recognize that the artist likely didn’t know, that’s okay. If you would prefer to read into it as something that makes your stomach turn into knots knowing that Rika might’ve hit him where it hurts most, that's alright, too. 

I try to suspend my disbelief as much as I possibly can to ignore that bottle, but the bottle is there, and I can’t avoid it no matter how much I want to unsee it.

I have a hard enough time in the fandom when it comes to people representing the twins and alcohol as it is. These two are never going to drink a drop in their life, and if they do—There is a situation where Saeyoung drinks champagne in V Route, but it’s when he’s hit rock bottom and he thinks his brother is dead and it’s been two and a half years since then.

The last time his brother was alive, there was going to be a party. The trauma is going to come back to life as soon as the party is brought up again, and that is the only reason why I think he decided to drink that day. He was at the end of his rope, and he decided he would do the one thing he promised never to do because he thought it would numb his emotions enough to survive the way he saw his wretched mother tried to numb every miserable moment of her existence. 

I don't think he enjoyed it, though. I think he took a sip of it, and then he immediately wanted to throw up. He gets rid of the rest of the tiny glass and he never touches alcohol ever again. 

I've seen far too many people represent these two as characters that will drink without a second thought. There is no mention of their trauma, there is no regard for what they've been through, and there is not a second in the narration that even remotely points to the fact that they have trauma that stems from their mother's alcoholism. 

I can't tell you not to write something you want to write, just as much as someone can't tell me not to write what I want to write, but when you have no regard for this specific trauma, it makes me wonder how much compassion you have for somebody who has the same kind of trauma in real life. 

Because, this may be a huge stretch, I know, but if you can't respect a character who said they don't want to drink anything that contains alcohol and you write them doing it anyway, who’s to say that you’ll respect a real person telling you the same thing? 

Far too many countries have socialized drinking to the point that anybody who doesn't want to drink, regardless of the reason, will be shamed or ostracized for it by others in the room. I can't tell you how many people have tried to tell me to take a small sip of alcohol since becoming an adult, and I’ve refused. It's fine and dandy if that's what you want to do, as long as you're doing it safely!

But, why am I the one who is asked questions for saying no?

I don't shame anybody for enjoying and consuming alcohol, so why is it that I hear, "Well, just take a sip! How can you know if you've never had it? Here, let me shove this in your face and keep pushing you to do something you're clearly not okay with!" I don't want it.

This is also the case for many people my age who aren't interested, because I've heard the same thing from others who have been poked and prodded at like me. None of us owe you an explanation as to why we don't want to consume alcohol for whatever reason. No means no. That should be respected at the end of the day, point blank. 

Saeran hasn't said it as bluntly as Saeyoung, but you should be able to infer quite easily.

[blakeswritingimagines]

“Something new...like what?” *SMUT*

Summary: You’ve been with Steve for a while and normally have a great time in and out of bed, until it’s the same thing over and over so you drag him into a sex shop for something fun to try.

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Stranger Things characters nor do I claim to own them.

You’ve been wondering how to bring up trying something new with Steve in the bedroom, knowing he didn’t need it since he seemed so content with the usual kissing and foreplay before having the same kind of sex every time. While you did enjoy it of course you also felt like this other side of you needed to come out and explore. Late one night after the same kind of sex again you and Steve were ready for bed and when he seemed half asleep you finally spoke the words, “I wanna try something kinky for sex” You said then closed your eyes so as to not see his reaction which was only him quickly opening his eyes and his jaw-dropping before he tried to speak “W-what do you mean kinky?” He watched you keep your eyes closed but sighed before letting him know what’s been troubling you “I love our sex life but I want to try something new” Feeling bad that he could take it the wrong way and think he’s the problem.

"I’m…I’m a bit shocked right now. I…I had no idea you wanted more from me. I just…I feel like I’m not your favorite flavor of ice cream. I’ve obviously been doing it wrong! How can I do better for you?" He said while sitting up as sleep was now the last thing on his mind during this conversation, He would stare at you a bit shocked as he still was trying to process what you may have wanted “What do you mean by something kinky?” He asked, confused about what you were trying to request from him. Shrugging your shoulders and slowly opened your eyes to look up at him as you sat up in the bed next to him and tried to find the right words to say "I don't know just something new you know?", starting to feel embarrassed, and rolled over as you laid back down now, facing away from him acting like it wasn't happening."It's fine. Let's just forget it, okay?". He would sigh “No I don’t think we can brush this off let’s talk about it more. Tell me what you want to try, and I’m willing to do it with you.”

Letting out a slight hum before glancing over your shoulder at him and speaking lower as you tried to figure out how you wanted this to really go "Well Eddie and Robin were talking about a sex shop that just opened and I figured we could go look around.... but only if you want to." Biting down on your lower lip, feeling nervous about his reaction since getting together and noticing her was more on the vanilla side of sex, and if he had said no, you'd probably let it go and go check it out yourself. He was hesitant for a moment to even go into one, but it seemed you really wanted to go inside, and he would rather do it with you than have you go all by yourself. “Fine, we can go inside, but make sure to not make any embarrassing purchases.” He said it mostly joking but also a bit serious. A few days after the late impromptu opening between you and Steve you had both had tried to act normal while going about your day, wondering if he was serious about trying something new but simply waited to see for yourself if he did or would make the first move about going with you. But once the weekend had hit you noticed he was trying his best to act excited as he brought up going to the sex shop with you doing his best to hide his nerves about seeing such things almost as if his heart would give out as soon as he saw the first few options when you both walked in.

Giggling to yourself upon seeing Steve blushing brightly and staring a hole into the floor not daring to look up, lightly whispering to him not wanting to embarrass him more “We don’t have to do this Steve I promise it’s fine” Steve blushes even more and tries to hide it he keeps his head down not daring to look up and thinks to himself “don’t look up don’t look up” his nervous tone and red face shows his embarrassment but looked up and saw your excitement knowing he would have to push through his own feelings to actually try to do this for you then lightly spoke up “Baby I’d do anything for you even this I don’t care about the nerves if it makes you happy and comfortable so will I.”.

“Baby please I’m trying my best okay.” He’d nervously rub the back of his head, and nervously looked up and around for a few seconds “So where do we even..start?”He spoke in confusion, You gently cupped his face in your hands smiling softly at him then gently kissed his lips a few times before speaking up so he knew you would help with whatever to keep him calm "I know baby, and thank you for even trying it means so much to me, We don't have to go for anything that seems too much just something small and fun to try the next time we have sex". He felt a little bit better and like he could breathe a little easier “You’re welcome” He smiled at you from the kiss and held your hand tightly, as he walked with you down a few aisles “Okay so what is it exactly that you’re looking for?”

Lacing your fingers with his you started to walk around with him as you tried to look around, smiling over at him as you thought about it then shrugged "I don't really know I know something easy to incorporate would be nice Eddie and Robin gave me ideas but I can only use some of them". He raised an eyebrow at this, with a small chuckle “Wait wait wait Robin and Eddie gave you some..ideas? Now I’m really curious as to what they are now.”, trying to laugh it off as you remembered what the two shared friends had each told you to try and get before looking over at him with a playful smile "Well Eddie was telling me to get some handcuffs and something called a flogger? I think that's what he said it was called anyway while Robin was telling me about some lingerie and ....something else that I'm not gonna talk about".

“Handcuffs and a flogger?” He’d gasp at these, a little shocked as he assumed that you didn’t get them though, you shrugged and looked away from him at some things hanging from a wall knowing you wouldn’t want to pick anything here as you spoke softly feeling flustered "well I was actually thinking that you know....the handcuffs weren't so bad". “You were thinking about them?! So like..for real?” Now he was starting to get excited, but still nervous about this “You maybe..have the idea that you might get them? Or are you just thinking about it for now?”, he looks at the cuffs and floggers on the wall, and he's a little flustered, but very much interested even as he still blushes “Yes, those... look fascinating. They do, they really do. But um, what are they for?” He's hesitant, but intrigued, as he wants to learn more and to please you.

You smiled as you looked through different items. “Those are for people that wish to be punished. Or who wishes to play a master and a submissive. Either works. They come with instructions and are safe to do so.” You give a wink as you caress his cheek playfully. A big smile spreads across Steve's face, as he looks at you and is intrigued.  He thinks to himself how you are going to bring out a whole other side he didn't know he had. He feels his heart start to race, and his excitement grows “...you want to... experiment? to see if I'd like it?... or do you want me to experiment with you?”, You smirked playfully as you saw him already so excited. Thinking to yourself ‘You really are a little innocent puppy.’ “I'm happy to be your experimental bunny, my sweet.” You said the last phrase with a sultry voice and blew a kiss toward him.

He blushes, his excitement turns quickly into anxiety, as he looks at the handcuffs and floggers, and everything else on the wall, he looks back at you with a smile, but his nerves are shaking as he tries to nod his head with nothing but certainty “This is all... very new to me. I've never done this before, and yet...” He looks at the wall again, his intrigue in it getting the best of him “I want to try this with you, Baby, I really, really do.” He blushed a bit at the kiss but was still intrigued at the thought of you being his experimental bunny. His heart has really started to race, but he's nervous trying to calm himself, he's just as excited. “Well, my little bunny, I think it's a yes from me.  Do you want to head back home?”. You see the struggle in Steve, as you try to smile reassuringly to him. “There is no rush Steve. As I said, I am your sweet bunny.” You looked at him with another slight wink, and caressed his cheek again. “I am happy to go slowly and wait until you are ready. I want you to enjoy every moment of this.” You leaned close and gently kissed his cheek.

After making the purchases from the small sex shop you and Steve went home, finding it hard to even sit still long enough in your seat as Steve laughed at your excitement but said nothing only opening your door once finally home and leading you inside the shared place. Letting the tension build as you both kissed each other while pawing at one another trying to undress the other even as you both bumped into things before making it to your shared bedroom, Steve laid you down on the bed slowly pulling off your clothes than his own as he leaned down closer to you as he cupped your face kissing you tenderly not letting anything rush him much like every other time you both had sex while his hands moved across your body showing appreciation. Warmth spread across your body as Steve started the teasing. Taking his time to remove your clothes, kissing your lips and your face, his tender touch makes your whole body feel like in heaven. Your heart beats faster as your body is in a warm embrace of his like you are in your own world with the two of you.

As your lips meet, you feel all the tension melt away as your desires take over your body. You let Steve take his time, as you enjoy the tender caresses, the sweet kisses. Every soft touch just makes your skin feel like it's on fire. As you move further and further in your bed, you moan softly and kiss Steve back passionately. Steve is now caught up in a world of passion, and emotion. He’s never felt this way before. His heart is racing, and each kiss is a new fire to his soul. As they reach the pinnacle of this newfound attraction, he feels the rush, the desire, the passion, all of it as they take it to a whole new level, and are now truly… just lost. Nothing, just the two of them are left. It’s just the two of you, and your passion, as your desires explode.

He moved down your body pressing his lips wherever he could against your soft glowing skin, leaving soft bite marks and light bruises against your skin to show more adoration toward you as he settled in between your thighs and gripped your legs holding them spread open for him instead of letting you shy away from him. As Steve held your legs spread open, you let him claim you and your body. You couldn't help but moan his name as he kissed, nibbled, and licked at your body. Every soft touch turned you on, it made your body tremble. You looked down at him, your eyes filled with desire as you watched him before your eyes rolled back into your head at the feeling of his tongue against your lower lips. Steve couldn’t help the grunt that passed his lips as he felt you tug on his hair but continued moving his tongue against your pussy, slowly pushing his tongue inside of you as his nose bumped and rubbed against your clit groaning against you as his eyes shut feeling himself become more and more desperate for the taste of you. You couldn’t stop the moaning or squirming around against the sheets no matter how hard you tried even as Steve’s fingers tightened onto your hips holding you down and still only letting you move as you practically rode his face.

Having lost track of how much time was passing due to the pleasure coursing through your veins, bucking your hips as you kept tugging Steve’s hair as if he could be any closer to you but moaned loudly when the coil in your stomach snapped as your chest rose and fell trying to catch your breath. Steve smiled to himself seeing you looking angelic like this before he gently turned you over onto your stomach but placed more kisses against your shoulders and back letting you come down a little bit, grabbing the handcuffs as he gently hooked them onto your wrists placing feather-light kisses on your hands as he slowly pulled away from your body as he stood at the end of the bed pulling your closer only leaving you to bend over the soft plushness of the bed now.

As Steve turned you over and put the handcuffs on you, you could feel the rush of adrenaline through your body. You are a little nervous about this, but willing to give yourself to Steve. You could feel your breath hitched as you laid still as possible, your arms bound behind your back. It only made you feel more in need, more vulnerable, as your body is so close to Steve. Steve's feather-light kiss on your hands made you tremble, as you wanted more from him. “Steve, please...“ Your voice comes out as a whisper. It is filled with desire, passion, and want. Feeling the need become heavier as if he couldn’t wait to just fuck you right then and there but took a few quick deep breaths before cupping your ass in his large hands squeezing as he let the moment build up again only to bring his hand down making it rougher the more he swatted your butt. Letting his hand continue to spank you until he felt he built up enough confidence as he grabbed the flogger feeling how heavy it was in his inexperienced hand, tightening his hand around the toy as he looked at you teasing you again by dragging it lightly across your body before striking your cheeks starting off gentle as his strength became harder even hitting your thighs enjoying seeing the welt marks on your skin as his cock leaked more precum. With every hit of the flogger, your body is filled with sharp pain. But you couldn't help but to moan, loudly, craving more and more from him. Your breath starts to slow down and your voice comes out as a whine. This pain... it felt so good. But Steve's teasing was just as delicious. You looked over your shoulder at him eagerly, with your tongue slightly slipped out, your lips swollen because of the hard kisses from Steve.

Steve bit down on his lower lip seeing the marks already showing up on your skin he placed his hand against your skin and felt the warmth radiating from your abused lower waist, dropping the flogger onto the ground as one of his hands held your waist and his free hand started stroking his hard cock feeling like he couldn’t wait anymore as he slowly eased his cock into you with a groan leaving his lips. Steve moaned softly, moved his body over yours as he pulled you close and kissed your lips again, sliding deep inside you and letting his body feel what yours could offer him. Your lips were warm and welcoming, and your body was like nothing he had ever felt before. "Ah, Baby..." he murmured, his voice heavy with lust as he slowly moved his body again, his hands squeezing your thighs as he moved faster and faster, his breath becoming more and more ragged. "Oh, yes," he gasped. You moved along to Steve's rhythm, moaning to the top of your lungs. He felt so good inside you, better than anything in your life before. You were in a personal heaven, with all the love and lust filling you completely, almost making you forget about the world around you. You leaned back against him looking at Steve, with your eyes filled with desire, it showed how much you needed him.

The sounds of passion filled the room, the two lovers in sync as your movements grew louder and faster, your breathing heavier and your pleasure more intense. Steve felt as if he was losing himself, his body overcome with passion. As his heart beat harder and faster, you began to moan louder. "Oh, God," he groaned, "Oh, God, yes. Your body is driving me crazy." His body was moving faster and faster, each minute more intense than the last as his hands squeezed your thighs hard. You can't help but moan at every kiss Steve gives to you. The way Steve thrusts deeper letting his balls slap against your ass, the warm feeling of his body against yours, it's all so exciting that it makes him want more from you. You felt him sliding inside you harder, your eyes open wide as you let out a moan of pleasure. “Oh, Steve.” Steve was giving you all you needed, all you wanted, all you deserved. He was your everything in that moment, and he felt your pussy tighten around his cock, your eyes closed tightly as you moved with him. He felt his climax building, and he moved even faster, his hips pushing even deeper into you as he pressed you more into the bed.

When you felt Steve’s hips stutter as he started slowing down, you could barely breathe. Each thrust drove you to moan louder and harder. As your cunt squeezed his cock, it sent you over the edge, and you experienced the most intense wave of pleasure. It's intense as it's overwhelming, but it's still the greatest pleasure of your life. “Oh, God oh, Steve...Oh, yes, yes...” As the pleasure takes over your body, you feel like you were in heaven. You couldn't help yourself making noises with each movement. You moaned and your legs tightened as you finally climaxed and released all the tension and frustration you had. You looked at him with your eyes filled with lust, love, and hunger. ”Oh, yes... yes, Steve...” You whispered. Steve moaned in your ear feeling you milk his cock for all it was worth, giving you both a minute to relax before he slowly pulled out and took the handcuffs off of you before pulling you to lay down on the bed with him as he wrapped his arms around you. Tenderly massaging your wrists placing kisses against your temple and your cheek as he softly panted with you trying to catch his breath. "Baby..." Steve whispered softly, letting his head fall against the bed again. His skin was covered in sweat, and his breath was heavy, but he was smiling. He pulled you closer to him, enjoying the feeling of your skin against him. "I've never felt so good in my entire life," he confessed, "I can't believe I didn’t know about this stuff sooner." He kissed you again, softly, enjoying the taste of your lips. "God, I love you."

As Steve took off the handcuffs, you felt a bit tense as you slowly relaxed. The rush of the play is over, and you were starting to come back to your senses. But still, the sight of seeing your man just lying beside you on the bed gives you another rush of passion but also adoration for the brown-eyed male. Your skin is still warm, making you snuggle close to Steve and cling to him. Your legs are wrapped around him, but this time, not in the way of being tied together, as you try to catch his drift. “Oh, Steve I love you too.” You said, smiling before looking up at him with a small smile as you kissed his cheek "Thank you for trying something new with me Steve, I really do appreciate it." He smiled as he kissed your forehead “I enjoyed every second of it.  And I want to do this again and again.  I want to explore every little bit, every little kink, I want to explore you and the person that you are, all of it. That, my sweet bunny, is all I want to do with you.  I want to explore, discover, and learn.  And I want to do it with the most incredible, beautiful bunny in the world. This is all you, my love.” He leans down and kisses you softly.

[thesnickersplace]

Ice cream soup

--Todoroki and Yaoyorozu were best friends since age five. They met on the first day of kindergarten when Yaoyorozu stomped up to the boy and complimented his hair.

She was the only friend he had up until high school. The other kids thought he was... weird.

Shouto almost never spoke unless called on by a teacher or to answer a question. He was more a fan of observing than joining in. And he was... socially awkward. Socializing wasn't his strong suit.

But Momo didn't have much of a problem with that. She took the lead in most of their conversations and Shouto would listen (mostly) and chime in sometimes with a "Really?" or "Did you know that there are theories that aliens built the pyramids in Egypt? Crazy, right?"

The pair had a ritual. Once every month, they would walk to a little ice cream shop, hidden behind bigger buildings and blocked from advertisements of "better" places. The Cream Dream was Shouto and Momo's favorite place for a treat and they savored the moments they had there, albeit few because of their parents. (Endeavor only let Shouto go because he was happy he already had "plans of making his own number 1 someday." Gross.)

Momo would always get their flavor of the month. Sometimes it was gross and sometimes she wished the ice cream wasn't seasonal. Shouto always got vanilla, though he had a... quirky little habit.

Their outings would take longer than normal because Shouto wouldn't eat his ice cream until it was melted into soup. Originally, Momo thought that was weird.

"I must say... I don't think I could eat a whole cup of melted ice cream. It's so much better cold!"

Shouto would shrug and slurp his ice cream soup. "I don't like how it feels all weird when it's frozen."

"Feels all weird? What do you mean?" Momo asked, her cup already empty.

Shouto shrugged again. "Tingly, I guess."

So Momo would wait for her friend's treat to melt to "perfection" and learn to be grateful for the fact that they could have more time because of how darn long it took for Shouto to consider his ice cream acceptable.

Though she had to admit, ice cream soup wasn't all that bad.--

AHH!!! They're so cute, I love them. Also, if you see this on AO3, please be assured I did not take the fanfic and post it as my own here. I finally got invited to AO3!!! Check me out at thesnickersplace, same name as my blog.

[itoshi-s]

Don't worry I feel the same way about mochi ice cream D: the texture is great!! But the flavor....ehhhh. Also, Rin needs a psychologist gf lmao he and so many other boys (like Reo and Nagi) could benefit from having a partner with the analytical thought process and emotional maturity to call them out on shit and give them advice 😂😂😂

Out of curiosity btw, have you ever thought about what lipstick color/or chapstick flavors the bllk boys would like?? Reo supposedly like older, classy women so he seems like a vintage red lip guy with maybe a minty chapstick. Nagi, Isagi, and Rin seem like pink boys for sure but different shades. Bachira is a fruity flavor and likes the wholeeee color palette

aaaAaA pls the psych girlfriends …… yes absolutely </3 rin would HATE the thought of it, but eventually learn that it actually has its perks. nagi wouldn’t realize that it’s helpful 2 hear someone’s pov and actually give him some good insight on what’s going on w his thoughts. reo actively asks u for advice & wants to hear your opinion!!!! it’s not like he’s going 2 make use of it immediately tho lol he’s so baby :( but yes definitely agree. this is extremely self-indulgent but yes all of these stressed out emotionally constipated men need a psychologist s/o. end of story i am actually assigning them one as we speak :,3

as for the lipsticks !!! this idea is so cute omg ^_^ for starters reo is definitely into red, cool toned and rich!! matte or lacquered, it doesn’t really matter, he just loves the color in overall. it’s very classy && he’s absolutely into that. also may i add,, lipsticks stains…..oh he goes cRAZY. as for chapstick flavors yes! def something minty, nothing too weird, he likes the way it feels cool when he gives u kisses!

bachira is so fun omg he truly does like all the colors on u,, it’s so hard 4 him to pick a favorite he just loves them all :( watches you apply it in the mornings &&he’s so giddy ‘cause you can pull off anything and he likes how fun it looks. fruity chapsticks are a must, even better if u have a few different flavors and he makes it a little game to guess which one is it that you’re wearing today >_<

yes !! rin, isagi, & nagi all love pinkish shades. there's something so cute about it! i'd say rin is into nude-ish colors, the kinda pink that looks like your lip color but better, and loves if you wear a darker lip liner w/ it <33 it makes your pout pop nd he just cannot stop thinking about it!!!! chapstick flavor - anything sweet :( the sweeter the better. coconut, vanilla, or some other fancy stuff, he loves to lick his lip and taste the remaining traces!

isagi is more into lip gloss i feel like !! he doesn't discriminate between shades, but pink just does it for him. it makes your complexion all dewy and fresh and he likes how sweet it makes u look :< also adores the way ur lipgloss leaves stains on his cheeks and stains his lips a soft pink as well whenever u smooch him. somethin about yoichi strikes me as a simple,, lovely lovely guy and so i think his fav chapstick is just plain strawberry!!!! mmhm

last but not least, nagi likes u in a little toned down pinks. liquid matte, preferably,, so that it's not a pain later when u kiss him and leave marks :x BUT i'd say he also has a think for darker lip colors, i'm thinking a nice deep chocolate brown or perhaps a brown-ish gloss, i'm thinking of that one fenty heat shade..... it catches his attention, makes your lips so vibrant and accentuated, he cannot resist it!!!!! loves ur cola flavored chapsticks

[rins-batcave]

we doing them all

nosy anons let's go

0: Height - 5'5

1: Age - not saying but minor

2: Shoe size - 7.5 to 8.5

3: Do you smoke? - no

4: Do you drink? - no

5: Do you take drugs? - no

6: Age you get mistaken for - 14-20 ish

7: Have tattoos? - no real but temporary ones

8: Want any tattoos? - lots

9: Got any piercings? - earrings

10: Want any piercings? - want more ear/maybe nose?

11: Best friend? - idek rn

12: Relationship status - nothing

13: Biggest turn ons - no

14: Biggest turn offs - no

15: Favorite movie - idk maybe star wars, pirates of the Caribbean, nimona and harry potter. like they're my comfort movies ig

16: I’ll love you if… - idek

17: Someone you miss - my old best friend

18: Most traumatic experience - either this really horrible hail storm i was in that dented our car and has made me scared of storms or somethuing i wont say

19: A fact about your personality - idk

20: What I hate most about myself - everything? but probably chest, face, legs and voice

21: What I love most about myself - idk like sometimes my fashion sense ig

22: What I want to be when I get older - engineer, owner of company, something math related?

23: My relationship with my sibling(s) - kinda ok? idk i dont talk to my brother much he's always in his room.

24: My relationship with my parent(s) - good and bad depends on day

25: My idea of a perfect date - not sure

26: My biggest pet peeves - chewing sounds, pen clicking, nail tapping, people who walk slow for no reason, people who touch my stuff.

27: A description of the girl/boy I like - no one at the moment

28: A description of the person I dislike the most - this girl whos mean ig and really passive agressive

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend - not to hurt this other girl's feelings

30: What I hate the most about work/school - the kids ig

31: What my last text message says - "shit"

32: What words upset me the most - people calling me a girl, a woman is worse than that, people saying slurs, idk nothing else comes to mind but other stuff too.

33: What words make me feel the best about myself - idk

34: What I find attractive in women - pretty

35: What I find attractive in men - pretty

36: Where I would like to live - europe probably or just somewhere really cold

37: One of my insecurities - chest

38: My childhood career choice - artist or engineer

39: My favorite ice cream flavor - matcha, vanilla or chocolate

40: Who I wish I could be - man/more androgynous

41: Where I want to be right now - london, england

42: The last thing I ate - froot loops

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately - no

44: A random fact about anything - ummmmm idk

[weskin-time]

So I recently watched The Evil dead and maybe a fun warm up could be some general Ash headcanons? Whatever you can think of I wanna hear

HO HO HO!! Ash is like one of my favorite characters ever so this is going to be so fun thank you!!

screaming cuz i wrote so much for this but cuz i’m on mobile it didn’t save any of it sobs

also i haven’t watched the show yet so idk if these go against his character as he’s older but

Random Young Ash HCs

also how did you like the movie(s)?!

according to the comics Ash has an engineering degree from Michigan State

he has a degree but works the same job for years

not a HC i just wanted to point out that this man that Bruce Campbell said is ‘incompetent to do anything other than kill the evil dead’ has a degree

i feel like ash can’t cook but he can totally bake

he can make basic stuff but if it requires more effort he will not do it

can bake the best moist cake you’ve ever had tho

he doesn’t like rocking chairs

thinks he’s going to fall backwards in them every time

he has daddy issues

if young ash was in modern times i bet he would watch shitty reality TV such as a Real Housewives show and Teen Mom (is teen mom still on?)

he covers his ears when flushing a toilet in a public bathroom

loud :(

he’s got ADHD

he has spent an entire day trying to do a handstand but kept falling

his sister was one of the only people he ever truly confided in and trusted more than anything

completely ooc for this but young ash reminds me of jerma in ways

he cheated a lot in college and high school it’s partly the only reason he graduated

mf grew up in michigan so i have to include this

he loves Faygo, it is his favorite drink next to Dr Pepper

Rock n Rye is his favorite flavor

his favorite ice cream is superman

he will openly complain if an ice cream shop has vanilla ice cream that’s colored to be supper man colors

seriously they need to stop making you think you’re about to get the best ice cream known to man only for it to be vanilla with different colors. hate

uses a 4-in-1 soap

comes up with characters and fake names and stories to get girls to come home with him for the bar

very closeted bisexual

when someone comes to him first and starts flirting and asking his name he’ll say

‘are you a cop?’

smokes a fuck ton of weed like dude please leave some for the rest of us my gods damn

[third-arch]

My Trafalgar Law HC's!! pt.5 🤍🤍

He's never told/will tell anyone this, but he once cosplayed as Homura Akemi in his room. He thought he looked super cute (and he did)

He has a Raphtalia nenderoid. He has her on his desk. He doesn't make a big deal about it or acknowledge it, but it's super cute.

^^He's got one of these on his bed

This isn't really a HC, but he smells really nice. His entire place smells really good, too. Luffy really likes the smell of his car LOL and never let's him forget that.

I've mentioned this before kinda, but his comfort game is Deemo. He likes listening to the music from the game and putting it on while he works, now and then.

His favorite flavor of ice cream is plain vanilla. He can deal with chocolate chips, but he's pretty picky. If you give him a warm brownie alongside it tho, he'll be hooked.

His Genshin Impact team would be Albedo, Fischl, Yoimiya, and Xiao. He also ships Xiao and Venti. He mains as Albedo, but he also really likes Gorou, Barbara, and Chonghyun (it was his starting main).

He would never have Tiktok.

I've also mentioned one of these before, but he can play the piano and the ocarina really well. Also slightly cannon but he can sing very well.

He doesn't drink soda, but if he had to choose, he prefers regular Dr. Pepper.

If he was the reader, his favorite Straw Hat would be Nami, but he also likes Chopper, Corazon (in every HC in every timeline lol), and Ace.

He loves summer weather. He hates the snow.

He's very good at photography and likes going on walks now and then to take photos.

If you asked him what song he's been jamming to recently, he'd say Der Shelby pt.2-Hozier.

His favorite Victorious character is Jade West. He also likes Beck.

He'd own a dog, probably like a husky, golden retriever, or a samoyed. When he's a doctor, he'd own 4-5 dogs.

I really don't see him dating anyone unless they gave like sunshine/warm colored vibes. Ace or Luffy coded characters would probably have the best chemistry with him.

His favorite SpongeBob episodes are "Shanghaied", "Wet Painters", "Graveyard Shift", and "Dying for Pie".

If he could visit any place in America, he'd probably choose Yellowstone.

He'd cry for John Lennon if he visited the Dakota Apt.'s in New York.

He convinced Luffy that the Blair Witch Project was real.

He would be really good at Prop Hunt.

He is a very patient and safe driver.

Young Law HC's

This HC is kinda sad/sentimental, just a heads up.

I like to imagine if he grew up in the Modern World, he'd really like basketball. Corazon would save up the money to buy tickets to basketball games, and would take Law. Corazon is overall just the best most wholesome awesome Dad ever in my HC. He's doing his best. He'd show up to the Father's, Grandparent's, and Mother's day events at his school to make sure he wasn't alone. If he couldn't make it, he'd have one of his marine buddies go. He'd get Law happy meals and buy him ice cream. He'd have an album full of polaroids with him and Corazon.

This one's kinda sad but I feel like he'd be a really lonely kid throughout elementary school. He'd be really unpopular, but would be seen as "Quiet and Smart, and kinda intimidating". He'd watch Ace play basketball and eventually join him, and get sad when he graduates to highschool. He'd be really lonely and listen to music during lunchtime at a table by himself. He'd eventually have a friend group, but he'd still have issues with depression. He'd also be really good at art, but never pursue it. Teachers would think he's a very bright individual and is very polite, but very quiet.

For his birthday, he'd ask for comic books, robot figures, and a new pair of sneakers.

He'd love Radiohead. This is a bit biased, but his favorite song would be "No Surprises-Radiohead".

He'd also really like the Beatles. John would be his favorite member. He'd 100% have a Beatles poster in his room.

I don't wanna make the HC more angsty, but Corazon would make sure he goes to therapy.

He really likes dogs. He'd like animals in general. Corazon would take him to the zoo, and they'd look at the penguins and the petting zoo.

[trenchcoatsbi]

Yippee time to do my favorite thing in thr world: Infodump /silly

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Share your kin memories!

Honestly the amount of memories I've shared on this blog already are quite a lot lol

But I guess I'll share a small one for each of my main kintypes

Etho: I had a habit of literally curling myself around Skizz when I wanted to hug time. Like my wings and tail were fully wrapped around him. I also did this while sleeping apparently

Shadow Bonnie: the souls liked to play games in the secret backroom during the day! This lead to many silly moments :3

Sparrow: I actually didn't like water very much. Poor Spot and Racer had to force me to drink enough every day

Is there any foods from your kins that you can’t have anymore/miss? (Big Q asks for your favourite ice cream flavors)

Etho: You all do not understand how good watered down potions & campfire cooked meat tastes. Like sweet potions and good savory meat and you're chilling with your family. 100/10

Shadow Bonnie: I couldn't exactly eat, but Chi's cupcakes and Chica's pizza smelled good enough to count :3

Sparrow: I don't miss the food persay, but the experience of eating with the newsies!! Any food was the best food with those dumbasses /affectionate

... I can't really eat ice cream (milk doesn't like me :( ), but vanilla custard with warm caramel is always a first pick for me!!!

What was/is your favorite thing about Minecraft?

Etho: how fucking easy it was to build things. I think I would've screamed if I actually had to build a bunch of things from my mems ;-;

Who do you miss the most?

Etho: My husband. Phil has read through more then enough of me missing him lol. (Skizz come back where are you-). But I'd honestly have to say pretty much everybody that I was close to. I miss them for all different reasons!

Bo: Mari & Springy. Lefty and Molten are also up there! I think it's more so the memory of our deaths :/

Sparrow: Racer. The only person in any of my timelines that I had romantic feelings for and he's not beside me :(

What’s the best thing about being kin for you?

The people I've met along the way. And in my memories.

Sure, the bad memories hurt. They hurt a lot, but there's always the good ones to balance it out.

If I remember anything about the death games, I can just hold on to when I married Skizz, or hanging out with the Helsmits, or raising my kids.

If I can't get Henry's speech out of my head, I can instead think back to Mari needing to have his needles taken so he wouldn't stab Afton, or Springy getting crowned the 'King of Capitalist Checkers'

Or when I can't get Racer's cold body out of my vision, I think back to the secret kisses with him, or times in the lodging house when everybody was happy.

So I guess I can say the friends I've made, and the happy memories I would've otherwise never known about.

If you could swap your kins/kintypes, would you?

Nah. They're me, for better or worse.

I will say there's a character from a cartoon I've seen bits and pieces of that feels like she should be a kintype, but she isn't. It's kinda funny actually

What’s your favorite music? Additionally, do any songs help you get into shift?

I really like upbeat and fast paced songs :D My music tastes are a weird venn diagram of Pop, indie stuff, Rock, Musicals, & Vocoloid/simular stuff :3

Music 100% helps me shift. sometimes unintentally. some examples are:

Etho - Will I Find My Home, King of the World, Paper Rings, & Brother

Shadow Bonnie - The Kids Aren't Alright (Mari used it to pratisc guitar), Make This Puppet Proud, The Puppet Song, & the music box from fnaf 2

Sparrow - Almost anything from the Newsies soundtrack, Abandon Ship, Ribs, & Lost Boy

(hey btw, if you like vocoloid stuff check out the album Diary of Underage Observation! It's got some darker topics but the songs slap (shout out to another friend and me getting one song stuck in our heads for three days stright lol))

—Or use this ask game as an opportunity to share anything else you want!

send help I can't tell if I'm just hyperfixationing and projecting on certain characters or if they're me ;-; (my reaction to stress is apparently very simluar to depersonalization/derealization disorder which is. annoying. because I can not longer tell if my body feels wrong because gender, or kinshift, or that.)

If any of those that I'm questioning end up actually being kins, I'll do this again with them because I love excuses to infodump are my lives :3 Voidling Not!Anon

LETS GOOOO I LOVE INFODUMPS

the thing about memories is really super wholesome :)

[h0rnyv01d]

0: Height

1: Virgin?

2: Shoe size

3: Do you smoke?

4: Do you drink?

5: Do you take drugs?

6: Age you get mistaken for

7: Have tattoos?

8: Want any tattoos?

9: Got any piercings?

10: Want any piercings?

11: Best friend?

12: Relationship status

13: Biggest turn ons

14: Biggest turn offs

15: Favorite movie

16: I’ll love you if

17: Someone you miss

18: Most traumatic experience

19: A fact about your personality

20: What I hate most about myself

21: What I love most about myself

22: What I want to be when I get older

23: My relationship with my sibling(s)

24: My relationship with my parent(s)

25: My idea of a perfect date

26: My biggest pet peeves

27: A description of the girl/boy I like

28: A description of the person I dislike the most

29: A reason I’ve lied to a friend

30: What I hate the most about work/school

31: What your last text message says

32: What words upset me the most

33: What words make me feel the best about myself

34: What I find attractive in women

35: What I find attractive in men

36: Where I would like to live

37: One of my insecurities

38: My childhood career choice

39: My favorite ice cream flavor

40: Who wish I could be

41: Where I want to be right now

42: The last thing I ate

43: Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

44: A random fact about anything

oop this is long so

1: yeah lol

2: 6

3: nope, gotta keep them lungs healthy to stay slutty

4: nopity nope, i’m so scared of saying something i’ll regret while drunk

5: again, nope 😭😭

6: recently people have been offering me kids menus at restaurants? it’s odd, idk how old they think i am but

7: no :(

8: i wanna get a star pattern on my collarbone at some point, and maybe a jellyfish on my upper arm

9: yep! regular lobe, and a cartilage piercing on my right ear

10: i wanna get a bunch of piercings, but just on my ears, i’m getting a conch piercing on my left soon

11: probs my friend sophia but you wouldn’t know her obv lol

12: it’s complicated- we’re both into each other, and weve dated in the past, but neither of us is willing to b like “let’s get back together”

13: men just casually hinting at something they’re into. it just makes my brain go WILD with possibilities

14: being mean outside of sex

15: cinderella (1950)

16: i’ll love you if you’re sweet (my standards are so low i’m sorry)

17: my friends i don’t talk to anymore

18: i’ve had two seizures, and those were probably the worst moments of my life

19: i’m clingy but i won’t admit it

20: my chin and my need for attention

21: i got that hourglass figure <3

22: i wanna be an author!!

23: i have one little sister, i love her, but she’s nuts sometimes

24: no father, and my mom is more like a big sister than a mother to me

25: any date is perfect as long as i’m with someone i love. but if i had to pick, watching fireworks together

26: people pronouncing my city name wrong, idk why

27: he’s a lil short, he’s got curly blonde hair, and he’s so sweet, he wants to be lawyer someday

28: the person i dislike most has greasy brown hair, is 5’6, and looks like he doesn’t shower

29: protecting feelings, and also i’ve lied if i thought it’d help repair friendships

30: waking up early!! i hate getting up at 6

31: “will you wake up if i send you more pictures of cats i like, or should i wait until tomorrow?”

32: ‘we need to talk’

33: i’ve gotten told i look like cinderella twice today :)) that made me feel so amazing

34: i’m more attracted to men than women, but i’ve noticed that whenever i’m into women, they tend to be really strong

35: brunettes for some reason

36: tbh i’m perfectly fine in florida

37: my laugh

38: i used to want to be a marine biologist, and while that field is still incredibly interesting to me, i think i’d rather write

39: vanilla, i’m a basic bitch <3

40: adelaide kane, shes dropdead gorgeous i’d love to be her

41: greece, because apparently there’s a ton of cats!!

42: i had a banana a few hours ago

43: chris hemsworth. on his poster for thor: ragnarok, he literally fits leonardo da vinci’s idea of perfection, so i will unapologetically be saying this

44: the blue whale is the largest animal to have ever lived

[rcguish]

*slams down a reverse uno* 🍨🌙🔥⚡

mun vs muse.

🍨 What is the mun’s favorite ice cream flavour? 

silver thinks on this for a second, pondering the left wall before giving a short hum. " i'd say it's a pretty good flavor, cake batter. i don't think it's my personal favorite but i can't disagree in saying it's good. "

do you even have a favorite, silver?

he pauses, opening his mouth as if to retort yet actually spends more than a second to further think about his answer. only to realize something: he doesn't have ice cream that often. " and even if i do, i'd tend to get vanilla. maybe strawberry. " he frowns, " i'm adding candy to it, the flavor can't be intense. something like mochi, bits of marshmallow. "

yeah, buddy, you tend to like the frozen yogurt help-yourself chains huh?

he sneers. " like it's bad? hit me with the ube flavor, please. that's the only thing i can tolerate besides vanilla with all the candy toppings. "

🌙 Does the mun stay up long or goes to bed early? 

and it's at this silver loses his composure and snorts, a smirk of all smirks lifting only one side. " i'm not much to judge, seeing as i keep them awake when i'm around and particularly... hyper. i'd say we both have a relatively fucked up sleep schedule. "

i seem to remember you keeping us up until 2 am when we had to be up for class the next morning at 6:30?

he rolls his eyes. crosses his arms and leans back into the seat with the most inaudible huff. " atleast i'm not the one consistently making us both only get 5-6 hours of sleep a day for the past two weeks. i don't think you've seen the bags under your eyes yet. "

🔥 How would you spend one day with the mun if you could? 

beats of time where he thinks about it, chewing on his lip all the while. " i don't know. i already feel like i've been brought around everywhere, even at work - which, fucking sucks by the way. i've learned to deal with it, but still. "

you can't deny you love those kids.

" not denying it. just saying what we do sucks. atleast sometimes. " another little huff. " i think if it were an off day, joint laying down on the bed and relaxing for a nice few hours. i'd like to draw some things, maybe a pokemon battle or two. i don't think they'd mind that, either. "

you know i'm game for anything. taking a nice nap sounds amazing.

he thinks even longer on this. " i would really like to draw shota and silver, actually. you dragged me into this and now we both suffer. "

⚡ What is the mun’s favorite weather? 

it's almost instant in silver's response. " rain. that's something we both share in common. "

what's funny is you don't even believe in umbrellas.

" i keep finding myself not having one or thinking about bringing one and suddenly i'm caught in the rain. then i'm stuck with soggy shoes and wet and frizzy hair and i hate it, but it feels amazing at the same time. throw in a few bonus points if it's a cool rain, no breeze to be felt. "

have you ever wanted to dance in it?

he screws up his nose in disgust at the mere thought. " absolutely not. i'm not the 'frolicking' type. but, i know you are, and you even did, way back in the fall semester. real good frolicking there, laughing and skipping along with a friend, one arm around each other, who also happens to be a whole head taller than you. you felt those soggy shoes for that entire lecture and the way home.

you weren't there?

" i think i was, in the back. i always feel alive when it's raining, i derive joy from seeing the dark clouds. i relished even the discomfort that came with cold and damp clothing. and i'd feel it all over again if i had to, and i know you share the exact sentiment with me. "