#he's something between apple lemon and mint

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I can’t wait to see a headcanon about Subaru; I think I’m going to die when that moment arrives.

(I'm sorry for any inconsistencies; my english isn't the best yet, and I sometimes need help :T)

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here i bring subaru, and it was a little more difficult than with the rest of the sakamakis, maybe bc i dont get most of subarus actions, i think he is the one with more inconcistencias in his development so i hope i dont dissapoint with it, he is so difficult but so easy at the same time im going crazy.

tw: this post contains nsfw (+18)!!! if you dont like that content dont read it!

i spent so much time drawing this and it was so worth it, and i really was a little off with drawing him angry or neutral so i draw him with two cute little smiles, i also hated his hair during sketching this, fk desing, but i love it so much ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

his looks and selfcare

i think subaru is very handsome, like his brothers, but he dont know it, he dont realize how good looking he is. i can imagine subaru being constantly approached by his classmates, both woman and men, but since he ghe way he is, his appearance got overpowered by his personality.

i also think, maybe a little too out of the clue but, i think subaru face most of the time is like a little angry, without realizing it, his eyebrows furrow giving an angry image, even if he is not, it is like his face of rest. angry rest face.

i think subaru is very similar to his mother, but with the structure of his father, i imagine subaru with slanted eyes, a straight nose, and his strong jaw makes his face come together so well. i like to think subaru has a gentle gaze, not a killer one like ayato, maybe bc he is constantly on his past and feels pity for another living being, something in between.

i think subaru has one of the most hipnotizing eyes, not like his brothers tho. i like to think he is has more the kind of eyes shu has, like a deep color and with a fixed expression. i like to think they, shu and subaru, are very alike even if they have different mothers.

i belive subaru is the kind of man that don't sweat much, even so, i do think subaru likes to shower often, i think he is more into long hot boiling baths, and if he is more stress than normal, he totally is gonna ask for ayatos bath bombs or so, dont like candles tho. and i also think sometimes he fell asleep during some baths.

i think subaru might like sweet scents even if he deny it, he loves sweet smells. maybe a good vanilla or a coconut one, but i do see him liking sweet fruits, such as strawberries, peaches, and apples. specially peaches. he likes it on his shampoo, his conditiones, his bar soap and even the liquid soap for hands. but not on perfume.

i think subaru likes more mint, lemon or so when it comes to perfume.

oh, i think subaru also has more of straight hair than curly hair, you know when a part of your is more curly or has more volume than another part? thats subarus hair for sure, so he tends to make it even by brushing it.

i think subaru's body is... very very... like... hot you know? like he is tall and more thick than his brothers, with a wide back and shoulders. i also love imagine subaru with big arms and his forearms?? his hands?? just thick. very strong and definetly has veins in his arms without making an effort. and as shu, he also as a thick waist and a very strong and gooooood looking v line. and also has a happy trail. i mean. do you imagine him shaving often? his beautiful silver hair? no, he doesnt shave too much.

i think subaru, as rare as it might sound, gets hair on his chest, that hair he shaves it, but the hair of the rest of his body not too much, and its not visible either. like, white hair on his pale skin? not on easy sight.

oh, and he also has thick fingers and his nails are pretty avegare, but for some reason the nail of his pinky grows faster than the others, so he thens to bite that one.

and about his style, i do belive subaru only likes basics and neutrals clothes, but don't like to feel things around his neck, it get on his nerves, dont like oversize clothes either.

and to finish, subaru is like his two olders brothers and can't grow a hole beard, subaru shaves it right away when he sees a little bit of hair, makes him feel old too.

random stuff

to start off with this man. i have some thought on his behavior. like have you guys seen how jelaous he is? he is maybe the most childish one out the sakamakis when it comes to jealousy. and thats canon for me.

but i do see him being very passive aggressive with the people he enjoys to hang out, like if you are with him and you ask him for a pencil, he will just say no and then pass it to you. and with a dead ass angry face. no reason for it. or if you ask him a favor he will say "fuck off" and then do it.

i hate the fact of subaru not having not one single fucking hobby, wtf?? i dont belive it. i do think he might have tried stuff and just dont get too into it. but not every hobby, like maybe reading existencial poetry or even drawing or painting, i do see him as a artist kind of guy lol. i imagine subaru in his teen years, some time has passed since his mother died, and he always tries to paint in oil white roses, just to keep her mother in his mind but he hates it so much he destroys every stencil he makes.

i also think he might have tried to draw animals in the woods close to the manor but the animals moved so much he got frustrated and never tried again.

and maybe, a little sad, but he hates to cry, so he just let his tears fall from his eyes and bites on his lips to not make a sound, he will hate his brotheres to see him cry.

i think, subaru used to bite his nails, thinking and trying to understand his mother but at his age it was so confusing for him. and the hate just for seeing his father will make him bites on his fingers as well. he was very anxious in his childhood and no one, even when he tried to get close to the triples bc he wanted to play with them, he was left apart, so he never felt a part of anything, but i do belive subaru still want to be a real brother even if he dont know how to.

i think, even if subaru says otherwise, subaru likes spicy food, like hot flaming food, likes how it feels in his troat.

i also think he is more into weight lifting, thats why his body is more thick than his brothers that does another kind of excersize.

and as ayato, always feels anxious when is close to something religios, just feels weird and ridiculous for him. church's specially.

and i like to think, i know he will do it, when subaru can't sleep he taps the wood of his coffin whith his fingers on the beat on songs, like really soft and just for him to hear. eventually his fingers will stop bc he fall asleep.

or if he is bored he definetly play with his knife, like when the moonlight is bright on his window room. subaru will take his knife out and reflect the light on the silver, playing a little with it. sometimes he does this with his brothers when they are in the garden just minding their bussiness, making the little light come into their eyes and then hiding behind the curtains in his room. can't laugh, either way his brothers will know he was the one messing with them.

nsfw

ok, so.... his dick....

i belive, on my knees, that he always have the same size, like, you know meat team? yea... that. i see him as a good 18 cm, its thick and heavy, his balls too, the man is just a little too big for his own good. also has two prominent veins coming from his crocht to the tip, wich is a pretty soft salmon color. he keeps some hair but not too long, just enough to have a slight happy trail of his silver hair.

i think subaru is definetly a dominant, but not a harsh one, something like a service dom, he don't mind if you are on top or start things, but do likes to have most control of situations. but he don't seek a too submissive partner either, he wants you to desire it as much as he does. bc he does.

i think subaru is not good at flirting so much... i mean, i have to say it, subaru is rather shy when it comes to romance, basically bc he thinks he does'nt deserve any kind of love or affection, so yea, kinda difficult. so i think his way to show you he cares for you or is interested in you is quality time, like, i imagine subaru hanging out with you and just listening to whatever you're saying, and talking for him really makes him more interested for you, he is not the kind of guy that will see first your looks, it has not a single one bit of appeal for your body at first. and definetly he will not make the firts move, and im not talking about kissing, i am talking about fucking holding hands. yes.

and when he is feeling more confortable with you, subaru will start to checking you out, like watching your legs when you cross them, even if you have pants, the man is intriged. or if you have your hair up he cannot take his eyes off your neck, he really craves your physical touch. and if you catch him looking at you he will simply mess with you "what? im not watching you, just a fly pass by" yea he's that.

in other ocasions if he smells a change of scent due your perfume, he will get close to you but not enought to touch your skin "peaches? uh... not bad i suppose" but the man is obsessed.

and when the times come, when you kiss him subaru is a little taken aback but will hold you close and look into your eyes "are you sure? if you get involved with me, you will never go back to your old life, think wise or else you'll end up like me" but ofc, you choose him.

since that moment, he will bite you more often, but more gentle and hold you more close to his body, i imagine him biting your neck and drinking a little of you blood to then lick the wounds and kiss them so they can heal better, his kisses go up until his lips reach yours.

oh and his kisses? omg.

but before talking of subaru kisses, i have to say this.

i think subaru is very... like, into physical touch but in a more intimate way of, like very sutile and mature. idk but. i imagine subaru hanging out with you, maybe watching a movie and if the pose while sitting fit. subaru will have one of his hands caressing you back under your shirt. like not sexually intended, just likes to feel your skin every chance he gets. and don't put his nails againts your back bc he know you may get ghostbumps. he definetly is more of a back guy than a boob or ass man.

and if the moment pops out, and you're sitting in subaru's lap, he will touch your belly gently while resting his head on your shoulder. he loves that kind of contact with you, it means a lot to him.

and if youre using a loose shirt he have more freedom to touch as he wish, and... im losing it.

subaru in some moment will get heated by your body, since vampires can't produce body heat like humans, and will mess with you for that, but in a different way you may think "lean more againts me... your back is more hot when you're on my lap huh... don't you dare to get up" his lips are in your nape, gently kissing it while touching your belly. and if youre moving too much on top of him he might get a little bit worked up. so he will take you by your jaw and make you face him for a wet kiss.

he is'nt much of words in those moments, for him, your eyes say everything he needs to know. so... his kisses.

little detail about subaru, i dont think he will do anything with someone he is'nt truly interested, i mean, really into you, so he is'nt dry or something like that, he is very much passionate about everything he does to you and with you.

so now, his kisses, finally.

subaru likes soft and tender smooches, i see him always trying to kiss you or give you a little peck, ofc when you two are alone, dont like to make things in front of people. don't put on a show. so when the kiss gets hotter, subaru will gently bite on your lip and explore with his tongue your mouth, slowly and with no rush. feeling how hot your tongue is really makes him moan a little into your mouth, can't control his hands when your body is so hot compared to his. loves it.

so, back to the lap situation. subaru will go straight into a wet kiss, sucking on your tongue and pressiong his croch into your ass while squeezing your thigh. his breath in your lips as you hold on his strong arms, feeling how he control himself. subaru will bite your little tongue on his mouth as his hands go to hold gently your tits "ya want it? wanna go to bed or..?" and yes... he tries to be as gentle with you as he can.

i think subaru likes to carry you to bed or his coffin, likes to get your scent into it so he can sleep better later, but can't deny the bed is more confortable.

but sometimes, when the situation is more desesperate, like after a walk or a public event, he will pin you down on the floor and start kissing and biting your neck and chest "you wanted this huh? dont act dumb on me, you know what you do to me" and his hungry eyes for you will melt you completly, subaru with needy eyes is dangerous.

i think subaru don't really likes to put nicknames on you, for him the pretty name of yours feels like sweet honey on his mouth to say, so he definetly calls you by your name always. but sometimes he feels freaky and likes to call you his good girl.

and sometimes while taking off your clothes he rips them apart but not intencionally "fuck, sorry hun, this stupid fabric always gets on the way... i'll buy you a new one, a better one... or maybe you should stay like this in bed forever hehe... " and since subaru is good and nice, he is a service dom.

i think subaru enjoys to make you suffer for his mouth every chance he gets, and he got to know your body so well that he knows how to make you tremble.

subaru loves eating you out, feeling your thighs trembles and holding around his head is everything for him. subaru will lick, suck and kiss your clit, not giving attention to any other part of you body, your climax will be more late but more intense. subaru moans while eating it, hold one of you legs with one hand while the other is holding your hand, feeling how you grip his big fingers and thick knucles. after you cum he don't stop, he will lick clean every part that is wet around your pussy. his chin and lips shiny from your liquids "what? want a taste? hehe" oh, and his eyes? omg his beautiful eyes look hipnotized by your body, watching into your eyes with a gentle yet intense gaze of desire. omfg.

and if you suck him off i imagine him seated and you in your knees, taking his dick in your mouth is kinda of a challenge, bc the man in a little too thick for your little mouth, and he tries not to push you but everything about you is so hot, literally, he sometimes is afraid you may burn him with you body "dont push yourself too much... yes... that's good... youre being such a good girl" but don't like to cum on your face, he has another plans for that.

i think subaru likes to make you cum on his fingers as well, and since his fingers are thick and long enough he easily abuse your g-spot so many times until you cum again, will lick his fingers to then start touching himself as you position yourself for him.

and about positions, i think he is rather simple sometimes but if hes feeling it, might do the pose where he is standing and you're holding in the air with your legs around his waist and your hands in his shoulders. ofc he has the strenght and the size so... yea. in that position subaru is the one in full control, holding you by your butt cheeks making you move up and down on his trobing dick, and your pussy feels so good in that positions, tight and so fucking wet for him. some of your liquids fall to his legs but he can't care less, he is too inmerse in how your jaw drop in every thrust, how your eyes look into his with a needy look and your pink cheeks shine under the soft moonlight "who's my good girl huh?... yes you are... fuck... ya' better milk me good ah.." and feeling how you tighten around him makes his hands hold you more rough and fuck you hard. the wet noises with your moans and his horny grunts makes the air hot to breath, almost like a sauna, your only body heat was enough to make everything around burn in desire.

another position can be reverse coswgirl, but again, he is the one moving your body, not completly tho. i imagine subaru gasping hard while watching how you move your hips and back to have a better access to a deep conection. oh and subaru? he has to bite his bottom lip for how good you look from behind, your back is everything to him and his abs contract at the mere sight of the curvature of your back. his pace become erratic for it. he goes hard and his voice grunts a little over how fast and hard he is pushing into you, eventually subaru push your face into the matress in all four and fuck you until he cums in your back, to then put it in again and slap your ass "wanna rematch? haha" he jokes, not entirely tho.

i also think if you two got into a second round, he will let you have more control than before, will let you ride him as much as you wanted to, but facing you. and he is all into your face expressions. loves to see how your jaw drops and your eyes go blank for some seconds. his hands will squeeze your tits that bounce a little and play with your nipples, loves to make them hard. subaru's eyes sometimes will look how you move your hips, in circles or from back to front or even bouncing a little. he finds your body cute in a sexy way, its little compared by his size, and your little efforts really put a smile in his face.

oh, i also belive subaru likes when you dig your nails into his skin, any part of it, his back, his arms, his abs or his chest, he likes that a lot.

and when you both cums he will do it inside you, feeling how you milk him makes subaru not to pull out never, he is so in love of how your body heat burns every part of him.

"you did good... c'me here... my good girl did so good..."

finally, the aftercare is nice and calm, sweet too. subaru will cuddle you hiding his face in your chest, while he hugs you and tap on your back gently, like he does to his coffin before going to sleep, he wants you to relax as much as he does with that little finger tap he does.

"i love you..."

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There's More Than One Kind?

Destiel Month prompts: Fantasy AU / Gunpowder Random word: spare

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Cas has a spare afternoon.

They have those now. Spare afternoons. Idle Wednesdays. Entire weekends with nothing much going on. Since they straightened out the whole Chuck/Amara/Empty meshugas, hunts have dwindled down to once or twice a month, tops. Nothing major, either. Little mop-ups and low-grade hauntings every now and then, and in between there's just... Time.

October has flowed into November and the Bunker is drafty, and Cas feels a chill. Craving warmth, he opens the kitchen cupboard, expecting to see the battered tin of Lipton he's been slowly working his way through. He suspects that tin has been sitting in there since the Men of Letters's heyday in the 50s, and the tea that he brews from it is pretty weak stuff. Still, it's nice to sip on something hot, and he's learned since becoming human that he can't drink coffee all day if he wants to sleep at night.

He's reaching for the dusty tin on autopilot when he realizes it's not there. In its place is a shelf absolutely stuffed with colorful boxes of different kinds of tea. He scans the shelf and sees black tea, green tea, white tea, chamomile, Earl Grey, Lady Grey, lapsang souchong, oolong, gunpowder, pu-erh, peppermint, spearmint, buttermint, Constant Comment, Mint Medley, Sleepytime, Tension Tamer, Red Zinger, Morning Thunder, rooibos, hibiscus, ginger, lavender, strawberry, blueberry, cranberry, red raspberry, peach, vanilla, chocolate, apple cinnamon, lemon, and black cherry.

He's just standing in front of the cupboard, overwhelmed with choice, when Dean walks into the room. His boyfriend comes up behind him, wraps his arms around Cas's waist, and rests his chin on Cas's shoulder.

“Dean, did you buy all this? For me?”

“Yeah, babe. I had a spare afternoon.”

[bakamoonshine]

Strawberries, Sunflowers, and Lemon Pie

Summary: Draco smells you, a Hufflepuff student’s, scent in Amortentia and realizes he’s in love with you. But not before he freaks out a little bit.

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Swearing, OOC (soft boi Draco), mentions of food, and fluff

A/N: Thank you @brokengirl13002 for requesting this! I hope you like it and it’s super fluffy and cute and everything you could ever hope for lol xx.

 Third Person POV

           Draco huffed as he continued to stir his potion. He wasn’t sure if it was coming together perfectly, but as he added the next ingredient, his mouth turned up at the corners, feeling confident. ’Amortentia’ he scoffed to himself, ‘What a stupid potion. Who needs a love potion to make someone fall in love with them? Pathetic.’ As Draco continued to stir his potion evenly, he looked up to see his best friend Y/N, very obviously struggling with her potion. Whenever he saw Y/N, he felt his facial features soften, her clumsy tendencies lightening his mood – he supposed that’s why they were such good friends. His sharp personality was balanced out by her soft one, making a very cohesive relationship where each person was what the other wasn’t.

Once Draco added the very last ingredient and finished stirring his potion, he knew he’d executed the recipe perfectly. The mother-of-pearl sheen described in Advanced Potion Making was present in his potion, and the tendrils of steam rising from it were exactly as they should be. Suddenly a scent hit his nose. ‘Strawberries, sunflowers, and lemon pie’ he thought to himself. ‘Where do I recognize that scent from?’ He couldn’t put his finger on the smell – right up until he looked at Y/N again. ‘Shit…Y/N loves lemon pie…’ Draco opened his mouth to say something, then realized that would be a terrible idea. He had almost just inadvertently revealed what he smelled in the love potion. Draco slammed his potion book shut, grabbing Snape’s attention. Snape swished over towards his table, looking into his cauldron, and nodding appreciatively.

After taking a sample of the potion, Snape brusquely says “10 points to Slytherin. You may go, Mr. Malfoy.” Draco nods his head, relieved that he could escape to his dormitory for a few minutes to process the information he just discovered. Y/N tries to catch his eye while he quickly gathers up his supplies, but Draco studiously avoids her gaze, making Y/N feel a bit concerned. He rushes out of the dungeon, walking swiftly to the Slytherin common room before anybody can stop him. ‘When did I start feeling like this about Y/N?’ he wondered to himself, panic rising in his system. ‘What if she doesn’t feel the same? What if I ruin the friendship somehow?’ Draco could feel his blood pressure rising just thinking about the time the two of you spend together. He specifically remembers one perfect memory.

The two of you sitting by the black lake, studying together. Y/N was leaning against a tree, and Draco had his head in her lap. Y/N was running her fingers through Draco’s platinum blonde hair, massaging his scalp gently. Draco had felt his eyes get heavy, the sun shining in his face and warming his whole body. ‘No’ he thought to himself, interrupting himself mid-memory. ‘It wasn’t the sun that made me feel warm. It was Y/N’s smile. I know it. That’s when I fell in love with her, I suppose. In that moment.’ After thinking about the one perfect memory, Draco’s resolve hardened. He knew exactly what he was going to do, a confident smirk growing on his angular face. He continued walking through the castle, completely unaware that Y/N was about to crash into him.

 Y/N’s POV

           Watching Draco walk away from me, my heart sank a little bit. My best friend in the whole world had just walked away from me, clearly upset, and didn’t seem like he wanted anything to do to me. I swiftly dumped out my cauldron full of potion, too preoccupied to notice the faint scent of mint and green apples. As I packed up my supplies, finally having finished my potion about ten minutes after Draco, I hastily fled the dungeon and made my way towards the Hufflepuff common room. I was looking down at my feet, feeling self-conscious, when suddenly, I ran into something solid. I looked up and the first thing I saw were those beautiful light grey eyes. Draco. My breath hitched in my throat, confused as to why I would be so nervous around him all of a sudden. The smile on his face when he sees me makes my heart melt, my cheeks heating up, and then heating up even more once I realize I’m blushing at the thought of my best friend. ‘Oh my Merlin, I like him. Why did I have to realize this now? Ugh why does he look so cute?’

           Draco takes a breath, obviously about to say something, his hands fidgeting with his tie. Merlin, he looked so attractive. His white-blonde hair was slightly tousled, like he’d run his hands through it absentmindedly, and his pale face had a beautiful flush to it, like he’d sprinted up a flight of stairs. My gaze dropped to his lips, pink and slightly parted as he searched for the right words. His face began to get more flushed, his hand rising up to his face as his tongue darted out between his lips, which were begging for moisture. You waited for him to speak, intrigued by what could possibly have him so flustered. Had you been talking out loud to yourself about how cute you thought he was? There was no way, he would’ve had some snarky comment to say to you.

           “Draco, what is it?” you ask impatiently. You could see him getting more flustered by the minute, and you had to be honest, you were kind of enjoying it. Were you the reason he was getting flustered? Suddenly, the puzzle pieces clicked in your head. Draco smelled me in the Amortentia. You blushed, realizing he was trying to ask you on a date.

           “I was…just going to ask how you think that potion went for you?” Draco finally asked, lamely. Clearly that had not been what he intended to ask. You smirked in response.

           “Dray, you know I’m terrible at potions. I’ll be lucky if I pass the class. I’m going to go drop my books in my room and then we’ll go down to dinner, okay?” Draco nodded, looking relieved that he could have a moment alone with his thoughts.

 Draco’s POV

           ‘Merlin, I’m such an idiot. What happened to my charm, my wit…? That could not have gone worse. Potions? Ugh.’ I continued walking towards my dormitory, intent on putting my bags down like Y/N had suggested. I had just placed my hand on the door of my dormitory when a thought struck me. I knew exactly how to ask out Y/N. But in order to put my plan into action, I had to hurry.

 Y/N’s POV

           Draco and I had just finished dinner and I decided to head up to my common room. I waved goodbye to him and started to walk away from the Great Hall. I felt myself get lost in thought about the homework I had to complete that night, and then suddenly, I was in front of my common room. I let myself into the common room and headed up toward my dormitory. As I stepped into the room, I noticed something laying on my bed. A single sunflower and a small lemon pie. There was a note beside them. It read Meet my in the kitchens at midnight. -D.M. I knew immediately from the slanting handwriting that it was from Draco. My heart skipped a beat and my face flushed. What did he have planned?

           I moved the flower and the pie before flopping down onto my bed, a wide grin on my face. ‘How am I going to pass the time when all I can think about is Draco?’ I grabbed my potions notebook, attempting to get started on the homework Snape had assigned, and surprisingly getting lost in the chore. Before I knew it, midnight had rolled around. I stopped in the bathroom before leaving my dormitory to fix my hair, knowing I’d be embarrassed if I looked weird. I then set off towards the kitchen, making sure that I didn’t encounter anyone along the way. I got to the painting of the fruit bowl, and tickled the pear – it giggled back at me and turned into a door handle. I grasped the handle and pushed open the door, not knowing what to expect inside.

           I gasped at the sight that met my eyes once I was inside the kitchen. Draco was sitting on the floor of the kitchen, on top of a beautiful pastel yellow and green checked blanket. ‘Our house colors,’ I thought to myself. He was leaning back against a stack of pillows he’d obviously transported down here, ignorant to my arrival. Around him were mugs of hot chocolate, filled to the brim with marshmallows and whipped cream, with tiny chocolate kisses dropped on top. My mouth watered at the sight, but I was more interested in the boy sitting next to the drink.

           “Dray,” I whispered lightly, not wanting to scare him with my sudden appearance. He whipped his head around, and I watched as his mouth immediately shot into a smile.

           “Y/N, you came. I wasn’t sure you would.”

           “Of course, I would silly, you’re my best friend.” His smile faltered slightly at my response, his pride taking a small beating at the use of the word ‘friend.’ “Is all of this for me...?” You ask shyly, hoping he says yes. He nods, the grin back on his face.

           “I wanted to ask you a question,” he says, now looking as confident as ever, nothing like earlier today. You sit down next to him and nod your head, silently urging him to keep talking. “I was wondering,” he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, “if you wanted to go on a date with me.” As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he let his breath out and his eyes popped open and looked directly at me. I had known he was trying to ask me on a date earlier, but nothing could have prepared me for the explosion of butterflies I got in my stomach when it actually happened. I reached a hand up to touch his cheek softly, in awe of the beautiful boy in front of me. I traced my hand down his cheek and across his lips, eyes following my fingers. I looked into his eyes after a moment, a cheeky grin flitting across my face.

           “I thought you’d never ask,” I joked, laying my head down in his lap, hands reaching up towards his hair and running through it. He let out a breath I didn’t even realize he was holding and I took in his dazzling smile. He swooped down to my level, his hands on either side of my face, and his lips met mine. My stomach flipped in excitement, elated at the fact that Draco was finally mine. He pulled away slowly, relishing in the fact that he was kissing me, and placed a small peck on my nose.

           “You smell like strawberries, my love. I think that’s my new favourite smell.”

[rottingflovver]

Random relationship headcanons for the Decay of Angels boys!!

I love my evil husbands, enjoy this trainwreck

Fyodor Dostoevsky 🐁

Oh God. He smells like…a sewer rat

I'm not even joking like he probably smells unpleasant (not to the point where it's noticeable tho, only if you're really close to him)

If he's feeling fancy he'll throw on some cologne but don't bet on it

Hair is also really greasy

He scarcely eats but he's a big fan of sweet food (think ice cream and baked stuff) and trad. Russian food

Please for the love of God force this man to eat

He'll forget to eat + drink on a daily basis because he gets so caught up in work, how is he even still alive

Did I mention he also doesn't sleep

HOW is he canonically one of the smartest people yet he does stuff like this fr

If he trusts you (Lord knows how you'll achieve that) and he's tired (as per usual) he won't be opposed to the thought of just downright collapsing onto you

You'll rarely see this man anyhow, but when you do he'll just be sleeping

What a great boyfriend am I right (It's okay he needs the rest, plus patting his hair as he sleeps is kinda nice)

I believe his favorite places to have dates at are his or your apartment

Away from the public eye; just the two of you, alone

He can play his cello for you!

He'd encourage you to try it out as well, but you'd be so terror stricken by the thought of what he'd do to you if you broke it somehow that you just...would rather pass

I doubt he'd ever actually hurt you tho; yes, he's extremely distrustful and arguably heartless, but if you haven't done anything to insinuate you want to betray him…he'll be tame

Also, did I MENTION how cold he is

Maybe that's why he wears winter clothes in such warm weather ㅡ cuz otherwise he'd just freeze to death

Warm him up pls

Although he's not used to just casual physical contact so when you start holding his hands to warm them up he'll look at you like "??? Do you want to die??"

Once you explain it to him he's like "Oh"

His giant ego won't let him express it but know that he appreciates it

Also, this is a given, but Fyodor is extremely manipulative so you'll never really be sure if his feelings are sincere or not

Nikolai Gogol 🤡

I had to Google "what do clowns smell like" for this aye-

The answer: apparently cabbages and cotton candy

I really like that idea so I'm sticking with it xhsjhx, Nikolai smells like either cabbages or cotton candy; no in-between

Loves piroshki!!! Any kind!!! For reference; piroshki are small boat-shaped buns which can be both sweet and savory, as it depends on the filling (most common fillings include: ground meat, mashed potato, mushrooms, boiled egg with scallions, or cabbage. Typical sweet fillings are fruit (apple, cherry, apricot, lemon), jam, or quark)

Why did I just give a small piroshki lesson

Anyhow, yes, that's his favorite food so pls buy a lot of them for him (if you make them yourself he'll be so deeply touched, but be careful, he tends to see positive emotions towards someone as brainwashing)

Is he a bad cook??? Is he a good cook??? Does he just simply steal everything via coat and make it seem like he's the one that made it?? We don't know

His favorite places to have dates at are carnivals or theaters

He loves theaters so much omg

I have a feeling that if you told him he'd make a great actor he'd just evaporate out of joy

And he WOULD make a great one tho?? This man got talent

I'd imagine you're pretty much the only person he would ever open up to regarding the insane amount of guilt he feels

(Yet again, be careful, he's very unpredictable when it comes to people he grows fond of)

Do comfort him if he ever breaks down tho, please

Sleeping together? With this man? It's a wild experience

He moves around so much

He's also prone to night terrors (like I said, insane amounts of guilt) so if he ever stops moving you should probably wake him up, cuz that's a nightmare so horrible he just froze in place

Give him hug

Sigma 🎲

Sigma smells nice no cap

It's a mix of lavender and mint

Don't ask how that works it just does

I think he'd be the type to like any kind of food as long as it's lovingly made

He has no standards but at the same time he has extremely strict standards y'know

There's nothing specific he likes but if he likes it then he Likes It

He gets called a rock musician and people say he looks "alternative" when he's literally walking around in a suit but I digress

He'd let you do his makeup

I'd say he'd even encourage it

(Give him a punk rock alternative makeover lmao)

Also, to no one's surprise, his favorite place to have dates at is the Sky Casino

It's his home! He's proud of it!!

Please be proud of him as well it would mean the world to him

He's so cheesy, he'll stay stuff like "I feel most at peace with you, you are my home", and then get super embarrassed

If you smile fondly at him and say you like him just the way he is, cheesy remarks and all, you will be charged with murder because this man will DIE

He's so confused when it comes to a lot of stuff

Like he once asked "is interesting an emotion" and NO ONE answered him (poor bb :() but like be prepared for a lot of questions like that

Take your time and explain it to him, he'll be so grateful

Ngl, out of these 3, he's the best option bc he's not unreachable (cough cough Fyodor) and doesn't strive for emotional freedom so much that he'd kill whoever he grows attached to (cough cough Nikolai)

Soft husband

A little bit clingy but can you really blame him

Just be there for him, it'll be alright

Ivan Goncharov (bonus!) 🤕

He's in the Rat House not the DOA but I wanted to include him

(We stan Ivan in this house)

He's completely devoted to Fyodor

Idk how you'd ever even strike a conversation with him given he's constantly by the rat man's side

I'd imagine you'd have to be either a past friend (which I doubt he'd welcome) or an underling of Fyodor as well

Either way, please be kind to him

I think his devotion to Fyodor is a LITTLE bit unhealthy so if possible just draaag him away from that (will be very difficult to do)

He smells nice, like an expensive brand of shampoo and conditioner

I'd imagine his hair is really soft too, he'll gladly let you play with it

Braid it!! He'll look so pretty!!

BE GENTLE with the wound on his head, Fyodor isn't a professional surgeon, so even though the incision itself was a success he didn't really patch it up correctly

Just be gentle with it, if possible, take him to the hospital to get it checked out

He loves classical music!!

Expect to hear that playing in the background a lot

If you start helping him with the chores (like making tea and cleaning) at first he'll think of it as an insult to his ability, but after a while it'll grow on him

He'll learn to appreciate the little things

If you have any kind of favorite dish; he'll be frequently making just that

Likewise, if you ever request for something different, you'll get it made perfectly, just for you

A good, happy boye, deserves better

[some-serendipity-snail]

Mime, balloons, rodeo clown, flower, face paint, horn, Seltzer, tumbling

mime: what are your favorite colors?

balloons: do you like parties?

rodeo clown: do you have pets? (if so, talk about them! if not, do you want any?)

flower: what's one/some of your favorite scented products?

face paint: do you have any tattoos? (if yes, show/describe them! if no, do you want any?)

horn: what is your alarm in the morning?

seltzer: if you were a fruit flavor, what would you be?

tumbling: are you a clumsy person?

this is a relatively large post, so I'm gonna cut it to save people just scrolling lol

Cad Bane

surprisingly, this man has a lot of favorite colors. he loves warm tones the most. but his most favorite? a deep, deep wine red. sangria.

parties? absolutely not. way too many people and way too loud. unless the attention is on him, of course...

does todo count as a pet? because if so, yes he does. and no, he doesn't want any more little creatures crawling around his ship. (unless the creature is his s/o, of course.)

he doesn’t really have a favorite scent. but he does have a mint-scented candle in his ship’s bathroom. it’s never once been lit, though.

yes, he does have tattoos. or so it’s rumored...

cad bane does not need an alarm to wake up when he needs to. he wakes up at nearly the same time every morning. it is muscle memory by this point.

if this man was a flavor, i guarantee he would be lemon and kiwi. sour, but some people like that. and if you taste it long enough, it may even have some sweet undertones. <3

absolutely not. clumsiness in his field of work is detrimental.

Embo

deep, ocean blue. no real reason, he just finds the color to be calm. he likes blue eyes. if your eyes are this shade of blue, he will most certainly gaze very deeply into them.

he wouldn't go out of his way to attend parties, but if he's invited to one, he would be polite and visit for a bit. he isn't too fond of them, but enjoys being included.

of course! marrok is his most beloved companion. he isn't too loud, he's loyal, knows when embo needs him; he is easily embo's best friend. he even listens to his late night rambles when his thoughts become to much for him to bear on his own.

he really likes honey and coconut. he has a lot of coconut scented candles that he lights on special occasions.

he does have tattoos! though, i’m not sure what they would look like. any ideas?

marrok is his alarm. always wants to go to the bathroom and for a walk super early in the morning. but it’s alright, because embo is a morning person.

peach. do i have an explanation for this? no. <3

no. he was trained from a very young age to be adroit and graceful.

Bossk

he would have to think about this for quite some time. but once he makes up his mind, he will likely say that it is either brown or orange. he's indecisive.

who doesn't love a party? all the more reason to be loud and cause chaos! he's not exactly an extrovert, but he's not like embo and cad; he loves parties!

currently, he does not have a pet. but he has had a couple of hunting hounds in the past. though, his father didn't exactly allow him to care for them like they were pets. just another weapon in their arsenal for hunting. he did like them though, they were good boys.

subtle scents, anything too floral or strong just makes his head hurt. specifically he likes warm vanilla scents.

no he does not have any tattoos, but he'd like to. scales are difficult to tattoo, though. he’s not sure what kind of tattoo he would want, but he thinks he’d look cool with sleeves or a big back tattoo.

he doesn’t believe in alarms. he lets himself sleep as long as he needs. he’s partially nocturnal; and it’s not a trandoshan thing. it’s just a bossk thing.

bossk would for sure be citrus and spice.

not usually, he’s not a clumsy person. but sometimes...

Dengar

pink and purple! specifically, the pink that is verging on orange, just as the sun is setting. and royal purple, but kind of muted.

if he is invited to a party, you bet your ass he's gonna be there! even if you didn't invite him, expect him to be there. he's the life of the party, to him at least, and wants to talk to everyone there. he claims it's for "networking".

if plants count as pets, he has two. you’d have to ask him to show you, he has named them both.

dengar looooves the smell of dewy leaves and wood. it makes him feel inspired. whether that’s poetic inspiration or inspiration to cause havoc, it depends on his mood for the day.

nope, no tattoos on this guy. but he would be the most likely to get a really dumb one on a drunken whim.

he sleeps in, but he also goes to sleep early-ish. so he either wakes up at seven in the morning or two in the afternoon. there’s no in between.

dragonfruit. you can take from that what you will.

yes. yes, he is clumsy. but usually, it’s on purpose. he likes making people laugh. but he does know when he can’t be clumsy.

Sugi

green; she prefers vibrant shades like sap green over the darker sage green. however, she says that bossk's green looks like vomit.

she likes going to parties on occasion. they're like a little treat, she'll go after big jobs to celebrate. but if she knows the birthday of someone she cares about, fully expect her to go all out on it. latts will help her.

not any pets of her own, but she likes to think that marrok loves her about as much as he loves embo. close enough.

favorite scent? lavender and jasmine always calms her, and smells nice. but nothing quite like the scent of smoldering flames. she loves bonfires. maybe she’s an arsonist, but that’s a story for another day.

yep! they’re traditional iridonian zabrak tattoos.

she’s the one with a loud, obnoxious alarm clock.

if sugi were a fruit flavor, she would be warm, caramel apple.

she’s really only ever clumsy on off days. like, if she hasn’t slept much or is overly emotional.

Latts Razzi

orange!! she's super happy her hair is her favorite color, it just looks so nice with her skin and it goes great with so many outfits. blessed.

parties are okay, but she prefers higher class parties that are more like masquerades. she likes how easily she can sneak in and blend with the crowd.

she has a sizable aquarium with a bunch of beautiful, colorful fish. they all have names and she assures everyone that has seen them that the fishies have distinct personalities. they do, but it’s hard to see when you’d only known them for a few seconds.

extravagant perfumes that make her feel like the baddest bitch on the block. rose oil is also one of her favorites.

she’s never had any permanent tattoos but she loves painting her body and using body glitter. she always has a new look she wants to try out, so getting anything permanently tattooed would be something she would almost instantly regret.

her alarm clock is an elaborate, hand made carousel clock. it sings a pretty song.

mango is her fruit. sweet and juicy, full of flavor. and vibrant! who doesn’t like mango?

no, she’s nimble and moves like water.

Jango Fett

hm, he would say he doesn't have a favorite color but obviously, it's silver. just classy and he likes the way he looks in it.

it all depends on the party in question. does he know the person that invited him? is there a good reason he was invited to this party? why is there a party?  he would rather throw his own party, with people he trusts.

he has had a couple of pets, all strays he took in as a young boy. he loved them all fiercely.

his ship and his place smell like an ocean. like a beach.

yes! he has ta moko on his shoulders and back.

similar to cad; he wakes up just from muscle memory. but he also sets a standard alarm, nothing special. sometimes boba wakes up before him and pesters him awake. lovingly, of course.

this man is pomelo and you know it. maybe strawberry, too.

he’s not particularly clumsy, no.

[expired-monster-craft-smp]

Vibes Dream SMP members give off (in my opinion)

Dream

Barked at people in high school ironically but it became unironic real quick

Can’t cook very well but is good with a knife, especially at a fast pace

One of those kids who either purposely spells the first word wrong in a spelling bee to just be done with it right away or tries the hardest and manages to win (there is no inbetween for this heathen)

Bites ice cream with his teeth

Has snorted pixie stix far too many times and sneezed blue after each time

Eats bananas with the peels

Wears mismatched socks

Has taken a bite out of a pool noodle because he liked the texture and impulsively bit it (ADHD things✨😌)

Walks around looking extremely high but he’s just spacin out and stuck in his head

Dreams (lmao) in Minecraft and video games in general

Will flirt with anything that moves but has no idea how to respond to compliments

Makes fun of himself first before anyone else can

Has eaten an orange peel and it wasn’t that bad in his humble opinion

Wears khaki shorts

Eats the wax part of the baby bell cheese

Doesn’t actually know what genre his music taste is cause he vibes to everything

Georgenotfound

Picks at the skin on his lip when it’s dry so it bleeds and he tries not to give in by licking his lips often enough to the point where it became a habit

Wears velcro shoes because he doesn’t feel like tying them (he knows how, he just doesn’t wanna do it)

Eats peanut butter straight from the jar

Makes that disgusting “ants on a log” thing (celery stick filled with peanut butter topped with a row of raisins)

Can’t drink milk plain, it’s gotta have some sort of flavour

Can draw a perfect straight line but his circles look Terrible

Eats cheez-its like cereal without milk

Loves making little noises so much like he walks around his house doin chores and he’s just goin “memememenownownwnkwkshskshkshskhs”

Hates wearing socks

Coloured his tongue with highlighters because they’re non-toxic

Constantly tapping his feet and hands to a song/beat playing in his head

I can’t imagine this man using a bike of any sort, so Imma say he doesn’t know how

Can’t be licked by dogs because he’s used to being licked by his cat so it makes him uncomfortable

Can actually sing pretty well but gets real nervous in front of people so he fucks it up

Sapnap

No idea how to cook anything other than Mac and cheese please help this man

Meows at cats because he wants to confuse them and laughs Way too hard when he does (his laugh is like sunshine so I’ll allow it)

Would be fantastic at braiding hair Idk why

Gives the BEST fuckin hugs EVER

When singing, he makes noises for the instrumental parts too

Wanted to play the drums at one point

Really likes pit bulls but he’s more of a cat person so he loves them from afar

Only vaguely knows how to shave his face properly without hurting himself

Opportunities for him come up out of pure luck but mans is skilled for them so it works out well almost Always

Used to or currently has a skateboard and isn’t too bad

ALWAYS has bruises appearing everywhere for no reason, he doesn’t even know where 90% of them are from

Calls his friends twinks to jokingly bully them and gets away with it because he himself is not a twink

Gets sudden bursts of energy in the middle of the night and just shimmies around a bit to try and deal with it

Favours spearmint over peppermint

Arsonist

Banned from three (3) Dave & Busters in Texas

Badboyhalo

Washes his hands after doing literally anything

Likes the bird exhibits at the zoo (specifically the penguins)

Very good at cooking, best at soups and stews

If he painted his nails they would definitely be a baby blue

Overthinks very simple things and it makes him look less smart than he actually is

Drinks tap water

Probably prefers whiskey over beer

Knows how to tap dance a bit

Surprisingly good at taking and handling shots

Steady hands

Adds extra chocolate to hot chocolate

Plays sudoku and is really really good at it (only uses pen when he plays)

Everytime he sees a Himalayan salt lamp he NEEDS to lick it despite knowing it’s very salty and he’ll pull a face afterwards

Not great at Rock Paper Scissors

Wears sunglasses inside for no reason at all, he just,,,Does

Still has a stuffed animal from childhood perched on his bed

Probably tried his hand at archery

Tommyinnit

He has no idea how to use a baby voice on children or animals, so he just talks to them normally

Wears socks to bed

His fingers are double jointed

Always starts twitching if he stays still for too long because he’s gotta move around

His shoes and have different laces and it bothers everyone but himself

Doodles on himself in class when he’s bored or not paying attention

Has really good hearing, both with pitch and volume

Can’t eat tomato’s by themselves, it’s either gotta be in sauce form or with something else

FUCKING LOVES STRING CHEESE

Terrible handwriting

Favourite part of a slice of bread is the crust

Wants to paint his nails black to be cool and edgy but his hands are far from steady and he has no clue how to paint nails

Pretty affectionate with close friends (like Tubbo and Wilbur) off stream/camera

He likes pears for some reason

Wilbur Soot

Is constantly having to decide between leaving his hair as is or shaving all of it off

He also thinks about adding some colour but never actually does

Most tea is gross to him

Everytime he puts a breath mint thats circular in his mouth, he pretends it’s a pill and he’s taking drugs because he thinks that’s funny

He does that vacant state as a joke but that really what he looks like when he’s spacing out

Likes to aggressively flirt with his male friends but if his female friends flirt with him, he gets a bit flustered

Has probably accidentally swallowed a guitar pick

Once drank two entire jars of pickle juice

Bonks his head on anything and everything

He has broken a pair of glasses by walking face first into a pole outside

Thinks kinetic sand is fun

Has passionate arguments with others about trivial and random topics like chicken feet

Can open a beer bottle with his teeth

Would accidentally pop and swallow a bracket if he had braces

Tubbo

Hates sharp cheddar cheese

Everytime he learns a new word it’s in every sentence he says for the next week or so

Ate candle wax for a dare once

Doesn’t know how to tie a tie and will probably never learn

Wanted to do ballet at one point but decided not to

He has eaten multiple flowers for absolutely no reason other than wanting to know how they taste

Starts vibrating if he’s too excited

Used to bite his nails

ABSOLUTELY DESPISES MUSTARD

Has eaten paper and says it doesn’t taste that bad

Enjoys telling his friends how much they mean to him (this has resulted in Tommy and Wilbur crying on a few seperate occasions)

Spaces out a lot and doesn’t often pay attention to his surroundings

Gets lost inside of Best Buy’s

Likes s’mores but doesn’t properly understand how to make them

Technoblade

Learned to cook purely out of spite and found it’s actually pretty fun

Constantly getting smacked in the face by trees when walking outside

Really likes apple pie

Everytime he looks at potatoes he thinks of all the hours he spent trying to win the potato war

Starts things as a joke and gets too into it

Doesn’t like the taste of most energy drinks

Has rubbed salt and lemon juice into an open wound to just,,see how it felt (he did it once and Hated it but did it again because he forgot what it felt like)

Sometimes hates how quiet he is because everyone he knows is loud and talks over him

Despite how he is portrayed in the Dream SMP, he is extremely loyal to his friends and would kill for them

Over seasons his food because he can’t taste it otherwise

Really good balance

Doesn’t like to wear bright colours, but still enjoys wearing colours

Good at knitting

Quackity

Actually fairly quiet when off camera

Will accidentally use Spanish grammar while speaking English sometimes

Country music confuses him

Doesn’t really like kids but they really like him

Can’t dance

Hardest drugs he’s ever done is second hand smoke from a cigarette and children’s Tylenol

His favourite jolly ranchers are the red and blue ones

He uses lighters as fidget toys basically

Will have a breakdown, take a bubble bath, and call himself the self care king

Dehydrated

Wants a pet rat but he already has a cat and doesn’t wanna risk anything

Constantly questions why his main source of income is playing Minecraft with two 16 year olds

Karl Jacobs

Probably ate a spider once

Would wear those socks that are like gloves for you feet where it separates all the toes

Eats ravioli straight from the can, cold

Can answer an incredibly complex math equation fairly easily but will stumble over 12x11

Loves kids so much and speaks to them in a soft voice

Tried making ramen in a coffee pot and broke it

Drinks 2 monster energy drinks a day on average

Likes to open walnuts with his teeth but doesn’t actually eat them

The embodiment of that one John Maulany joke where he says you could spill soup in his lap and HE’D apologize to YOU

Loves physical affection so so much!!!!

If he moves his wrists in a certain way, they pop Really Loudly

Fantastic at making cookies

Fundy

Lowkey actually a furry but more on like, a cat boy level than fursuit level

Drives a Honda Civic

Likes ABBA

Adds parsley to almost anything he makes food-wise

Loves garlic bread so much, he’d commit a federal crime for it

Middle child vibes

Decent at skiing

Good at singing but isn’t terribly confident

Seems responsible at first glance but in reality he’s pretty chaotic and childish

Bad at spelling

Always cuts his nails way too short so they always feel weird/hurt

Likes bracelets and rings

Thinks pastel colours slap

JSchlatt

Despite the character he plays, he’s actually really sweet

He’s genuinely that cryptic off camera as he is on camera

Can cook but chooses not to most of the time

Would probably say “what pussy size you wear” to anyone who asks him to buy pads

Not actually as intimidating as he appears to be

Lowkey would fight a child

Shuts down when someone compliments him, often using aggression as a front because holy shit they just called him handsome and kind what the Fuck-

Jokingly says his license is suspended but in all actuality he never got his license in the first place

He has two (2) extra teeth but they don’t need to be removed so he kept them

Has a stick n poke of a stickman on his ankle he got in high school

Likes physics

This is already very long, and I still plan on adding more.

[cookingmywaythroughcarryon]

SAMOSAS AND CURRY

Welcome to another episode of Cooking My Way Through Carry On. Today I tackle one of the iconic meals in the book--Simon’s dinner the night he and Baz go after the vampires and the night where everything changes between them. 

I made these samosas and this curry for dinner the other night and it was a rousing success. I’ll share the samosa recipe here and a link for the keema curry recipe I used!

“I’ve finished my curry and two orders of samosas, and I’m watching him read–I swear he sucks on his fangs when he’s thinking–when he snaps the book shut with one hand and stands up. ‘Come on, Snow. Let’s go find a vampire.’” 

Carry On, Chapter 60.

These are baked samosas, since I didn’t want to deal with deep frying anything. They’re also vegan. I am a big fan of Isa Chandra Moskowitz and this recipe is from her book Vegan with a Vengeance, one of my favorite vegan cookbooks. 

The keema curry recipe is one I got from a friend and it is so close to the one my father-in-law used to make for me that it brought back a lot of memories for us. 

Samosas

Ingredients: 

Dough Ingredients:

3/4 cup rice or soy milk (I used coconut milk--any of them work)

1/4 cup vegetable oil

1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar (any mild vinegar is fine, really)

1/4 teaspoon ground turmeric

1/4 teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon salt

about 3 cups of flour

Filling Ingredients: (sorry forgot to get photo)

3-4 medium size russet potatoes, peeled and cut into one inch chunks 

2 tablespoons vegetable oil plus extra for brushing the samosas before baking

3/4 teaspoon ground cumin (the recipe called for cumin seeds which I didn't have and this worked fine)

1 teaspoon mustard powder (the recipe called for mustard seeds which I didn't have and this worked fine)

1 medium sized onion, very finely chopped

2 cloves garlic (or two teaspoons chopped garlic if that’s what you have)

1 tablespoon fresh ginger

! teaspoon ground coriander

1.2 teaspoon ground turmeric

pinch of cayenne pepper

1 teaspoon salt

juice of 1 lemon (or whatever equivalent is if you have lemon juice and not a lemon--it usually will say on the bottle)

3/4 cup frozen green peas

Method: 

In a large saucepan, boil the potatoes for about 20-25 minutes, until they are tender (use a fork to poke them to check). When they are done drain them and set them aside.

Po-tay-toes (boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew) In this case they are to be mashed! 

Make the dough:

Pour the wet dough ingredients into a mixing bowl. 

Add 2 cups flour and the turmeric, baking powder, and salt. Knead the mixture until well mixed, adding the rest of the flour bit by bit until a smooth but not sticky dough is formed, Maybe 10 minutes by hand? 

I cheated and used the dough attachment on my KitchenAid so it was a bit under that time. (I kneaded it a bit by hand when the mixer was done too.) (Something something about the gluten, per Paul Hollywood and GBBO.) 

set the dough aside, cover with a damp cloth or plastic wrap and begin working on the filling.

Preheat over to 400F somewhere in here

Filling:

Saute the onions with oil in the skillet on medium high for about 7-8 minutes or until the onions begin to brown.

add the garlic, cumin, mustard powder, ginger, coriander, turmeric, cayenne, salt, and lemon juice, and saute a minute more. 

Add the potatoes (honestly it pains me to not type ‘po-tay-toes’ in true LOTR style)

Mash the potatoes with a spatula or potato masher until it’s all a big mash of potatoes and spices (taters, precious)

When the potatoes are well mashed and the whole mixture is warm then add the frozen peas to the mix. Mix well.

Back to the dough:

divide the dough in half and roll one half of it out on a floured surface until thin (I use a big silo pat as my surface)

Now cut out circles of dough. I used a 4 inch round cookie cutter ( 4 inch circumference not diameter). 

Have a small bowl of water nearby

Cut out 8 circles 

I rolled them out a bit once I cut them out, because they tended contract a bit when I cut them. Keep the shape circular.

Place 1 1/2 tablespoons of potato mixture into the centre of the dough circle, the dab the edges of the circle with water, fold over the edges to form a triangle shaped wedge and seal with your fingers. 

Repeat until you have 8 roughly symmetrical samosas 

Repeat process with second half of dough

Place filled samosas on a baking sheet that has been sprayed with non-stick cooking spray or use a silo pat on the baking sheet and then brush each side of the samosa with vegetable oil

Bake at 400F for 15 minutes. Flip the samosas over and then bake them for 10 more minutes or until lightly browned. 

Take out of the oven and let them sit for about 5-7 minutes to cool. 

These may be frozen and reheated in the oven. They never had a chance at our house because the family descended on them like a ravenous pack of wolves. 

Tumlbr is being stupid about letting me put photos between the steps today so here are all the photos in a row. 

We had chutney in the fridge to go with the samosas. If you don’t have chutney here’s a quick recipe from the same cookbook:

chutney

1/2 cup coconut milk

1/3 cup finely chopped fresh mint or rehydrated dried mint in these times of pandemic

1/3 cup finely chopped fresh coriander. I don't know what to sub for this other than perhaps some ground coriander to taste

1 clove mince garlic

1 teaspoon maple syrup

1 teaspoon fresh lime juice

1/4 tsp salt

These were some work but the result was definitely worth the effort! Highly recommended. We also had curry along with the samosas, to really recreate the meal Simon had that night with Baz. The curry recipe is here and it is EXCELLENT! 

And here is the recipe without the photos:

Samosas

Ingredients:

Dough Ingredients:

3/4 cup rice or soy milk (I used coconut milk--any of them work)

1/4 cup vegetable oil

1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar (any mild vinegar is fine, really)

1/4 teaspoon ground turmeric

1/4 teaspoon baking powder

1 teaspoon salt

about 3 cups of flour

Filling Ingredients:

3-4 medium size russet potatoes, peeled and cut into one inch chunks

2 tablespoons vegetable oil plus extra for brushing the samosas before baking

3/4 teaspoon ground cumin (the recipe called for cumin seeds which I didn't have and this worked fine)

1 teaspoon mustard powder (the recipe called for mustard seeds which I didn't have and this worked fine)

1 medium sized onion, very finely chopped

2 cloves garlic (or two teaspoons chopped garlic if that’s what you have)

1 tablespoon fresh ginger

! teaspoon ground coriander

1.2 teaspoon ground turmeric

pinch of cayenne pepper

1 teaspoon salt

juice of 1 lemon (or whatever equivalent is if you have lemon juice and not a lemon--it usually will say on the bottle)

3/4 cup frozen green peas

Method:

Pour the wet dough ingredients into a mixing bowl.

Add 2 cups flour and the turmeric, baking powder, and salt. Knead the mixture until well mixed, adding the rest of the flour bit by bit until a smooth but not sticky dough is formed, Maybe 10 minutes by hand?

I cheated and used the dough attachment on my KitchenAid so it was a bit under that time. (I kneaded it a bit by hand when the mixer was done too.) (Something something about the gluten, per Paul Hollywood and GBBO.)

set the dough aside, cover with a damp cloth or plastic wrap and begin working on the filling.

Preheat over to 400F somewhere in here

Saute the onions with oil in the skillet on medium high for about 7-8 minutes or until the onions begin to brown.

add the garlic, cumin, mustard powder, ginger, coriander, turmeric, cayenne, salt, and lemon juice, and saute a minute more.

Add the potatoes (honestly it pains me to not type ‘po-tay-toes’ in true LOTR style)

Mash the potatoes with a spatula or potato masher until it’s all a big mash of potatoes and spices (taters, precious)

When the potatoes are well mashed and the whole mixture is warm then add the frozen peas to the mix. Mix well.

divide the dough in half and roll one half of it out on a floured surface until thin (I use a big silo pat as my surface)

Now cut out circles of dough. I used a 4 inch round cookie cutter ( 4 inch circumference not diameter).

Have a small bowl of water nearby

Cut out 8 circles

Place 1 1/2 tablespoons of potato mixture into the centre of the dough circle, the dab the edges of the circle with water, fold over the edges to form a triangle shaped wedge and seal with your fingers.

Repeat until you have 8 roughly symmetrical samosas

Repeat process with second half of dough

Place filled samosas on a baking sheet that has been sprayed with non-stick cooking spray or use a silo pat on the baking sheet and then brush each side of the samosa with vegetable oil

Bake at 400F for 15 minutes. Flip the samosas over and then bake them for 10 more minutes or until lightly browned.

Take out of the oven and let them sit for about 5-7 minutes to cool.

These may be frozen and reheated in the oven. They never had a chance at our house because the family descended on them like a ravenous pack of wolves.

We had chutney in the fridge and it goes so well with the samosas but if you don’t here is a quick recipe:

1/2 cup coconut milk

1/3 cup finely chopped fresh mint or rehydrated dried mint in these times of pandemic

1/3 cup finely chopped fresh coriander. I don't know what to sub for this other than perhaps some ground coriander to taste

1 clove mince garlic

1 teaspoon maple syrup

1 teaspoon fresh lime juice

1/4 tsp salt

These were some work but the result was definitely worth the effort! Highly recommended. We also had curry along with the samosas, to really recreate the meal Simon had that night with Baz. The curry recipe is here and it is EXCELLENT!

[why-i-ask]

I've been wanting to do things with these prompts for ages but I don't have art skills. So, >-< writing. Big long. 

-Star Guardian AU -

It’s the sound of the old school clock striking three that draws Ezreal’s attention away from blankly staring at the pages of an old chemistry book. It’s hard to think of school when you have an alter ego living in a galaxy above saving the world every night. He Exhales and closes the book finding it pointless to pretend any longer. 

“Something wrong?” Chipped the soft voice of the pink haired mage besides him.

He flinched he’d almost forgotten he invited Lux to study with him. 

“No just, can’t focus.”

“I get that, why don’t we get coffee?”

“This place has a coffee shop?” Ezreal mused, he’d never really looked around outside of their shared accommodation. He wanted to explore the stars not the streets. 

“Yea, It’s really cute. Also is hiring-” Lux smiled, tapping his shoulder as she strutted past him.

“I think I’ve got enough work to do.” He rolled his eyes, standing up and tucking the books back into his bag. 

Ezreal would be lying if he said Lux was wrong. The place was adorable. A small shop on the corner, with little ivory tables and chairs set about it’s front protected by a brown fence decked in vines, the open sign was a soft lavender, shimmering in the window. As they opened the door, the old chimes range overhead. The inside was an array of pastels, the walls in a soft lemon, with the tables and chairs were in a checked mint. The counter was a baby blue, he stared at the array of cakes in their display trays at one side, as they approached the cashier straighten. He was a young male, perhaps the same age as them working some part time for extra cash. He looked tired though, the dark shades under his eyes even visible with his dark chocolate skin. 

“Hey, Can I take your order?”

“Yea- Do you guys still do that amazing strawberry cheesecake?” Lux chimed. 

“That was last weeks special, this time is raspberry it rotates every week.”

“Hm, shame. Then just two super choco brownies and a strawberry smoothie for me- What do you want Ez?” She turned to look at him, drawing the cashier’s attention to him as well. 

Ezreal bit his lip he hadn’t payed enough attention to the menu; he scrunched his face up in thought, the Cashier rolled his eyes messing with a lose strand of his white hair that had escape the taming of a messy bun. 

“Take your time, there’s not a queue yet.” He hummed, “before turning round to the kitchen outlet, “Tal, can you start fix up the order on screen..”

Ezreal sighed, glancing back across the small menu on the desk, his eyes glancing across the sweets. “uhm, Can I have a latte and a caramel slice?”

The cashier smiled slightly, “Sure, got a name for that?”

“uh, Ezreal-”

“Great. You tow paying separately or together?”

“I’m paying,” Lux smiled, “It’s my treat afterall, long day.”

Ezreal was about to protest but lux elbowed him and he decided against it. There wasn’t much point in arguing she could be stubborn she got that from Jinx. 

“Your total is 28.50. You can sit down if you like. we’ll bring it to your table. ” 

Lux grinned fishing around her purse for a few notes handing them over, before turning and grabbing Ezreal arm, pulling him to one of the corner tables. 

“What do you think?” She hummed, nudging the table décor to the side. 

“It’s nice..”

“No, I know that- I mean him.”

Ezreal blinked, she was really trying to set him up like that? She really wanted him to move on. “No.”

“C’mon, why not? Star guardian too busy for love? You weren’t to busy to run after me-”

“That was different. I don’t have to keep anything secret from you.”

Lux sighed and shook her head, the spacebuns she had decided to sport seemed to lag in their movements. “Not everything has to be about saving the universe.” 

Ezreal huffed, She was right and he didn’t like that. He wanted to pretend it could entirely be about fighting monsters; saving the world being a hero. mysterious, adored. Yet she was right he had a real life too. They were sat in silence for only a few minutes, watching other guests enter, sit down to chat or walk away with a small coffee. Then the server approached, she must’ve also been a part time hire; though she was much more lively than the cashier. Her short brown hair tied in spacebuns almost twinning lux’s current hairstyle, which caused a grin to spread across her face. Her bright chestnut eyes glittered with excitement as she set the tray down on the table. 

“Hey, sorry for the wait. Brownies and a strawberry smoothie.” she hummed, setting down the plate and glass before lux. 

“Thank you! it’s not a problem!”

“and a caramel slice and coffee for....Asreal?” Her face scrunched slightly as she glanced at the cup to read before placing it down with the plate before Ezreal. 

“Thanks-” He hummed, though his attention was drawn to the bad spelling of his name on the cup. He didn’t think it was that hard to spell. 

She picked up the empty tray, “Enjoy! If you want anything else feel free to ask!”

“We will, Thank you...Taliyah? I love the hair by the way.” Lux grinned, leaning over slightly to look at the name tag on the waitress’ pastel red uniform. 

Taliyah practically glowed at the compliment, 

“Next-” It was the fairly loud shout from the Cashier that drew her attention and caused her to hurry back to behind the counter.

Lux giggled picking up a brownie and biting into it. “What about her?”

“Lux! I’m not that pathetic to have a crush on just anyone who’s nice to me!” 

She laughed, “of course not~ I’m teasing.”

Ezreal huffed, sipping from the latte. It was bittersweet and hot- perhaps he should’ve specified the sugar addition and waited- He place it back down trying not to wince at the slight burn. 

“but I do mean it, you need to get out more. In the real world.”

He sighed, taking a bit from the caramel square. “I know.”

 Lux was quick to pick up on the irritation in his tone and turned the conversation swiftly to the subjects of school; English to be precise. some of play by a dead guy Ezreal had since forgotten the name of. She was quite happy to chatter on allowing him brief moments to interrupt with his own thoughts. They remained in the shop for perhaps thirty minutes, the snacks gone and drinks drunk before lux’s finally finished her rant. 

“oh my, is that the time? We should head back and meet up with the other’s.”

Ezreal nodded standing up, he piled the plats and cups up before they took their leave. 

                                                            ~~~ 

It was Saturday evening, sitting board in the longue watching Soraka and lulu  playing chess on the old coffee table. When Lux, swung round again, “Hey guys.. before we have our movie night why do we go out?”

“where? Y’know those restaurants are just so pricey and not worth it-”

“What about the cafe?”

“that lil shop on the corner near school?” Lulu tilted her head. “It always smells so nice.”

“Yeah. It’s got pretty good prices.”

So they made the walk off to the corner shop, the dwindling light of the day fading into the sunset as the approached the familiar ivory décor though it was now glowing in a soft umber from the fading light. 

They entered the shop to the familiar jingle of the chimes, This time the cashier was their server; Taliyah. Her hair still tied in it’s space buns, She smiled upon seeing them enter. 

“Hello! What can i get you today?”

Lulu giggled, standing on her tippy toes to peer over the counter, “a menu if you wouldn’t mind-”

“Ah-” Taliyah quickly picked up the sheet on the counter and handed it to her. 

“I’ll have lemon meringue pie, and a J20?” Lux hummed, “never tried the pie before..”

“That sounds great- oh they have apple pies too- I’d like one of those.” Soraka said, glancing back to Ezreal and lulu. 

“Uhm, A latte I suppose with just two sugars- and...a chocolate sundae.”

“ooh! Oh! chocolate sundae with waffles!” Lulu piped up placing the menu down. 

“Do you have a name for your latte?” Taliyah smiled, stifling a laugh at lulu’s reaction as she tapped it into the register again.

“Uhm, Ezreal- But it’s spell with an E.” 

Taliyah shrugged. “Alright...And you’re paying with?” 

“Oh i’’ll paying, You guys can just pay me back later makes everything easier.” Soraka said interupting lux’s offer to just pay the whole thing again. 

“Thanks roka!” 

“Great, your total is 42.69.” Taliyah hummed, “Feel free to sit down and we’ll bring it out...”

Soraka paid and they returned to one of the booths in the side. 

“She’s very nice.”

“Yeah, I wonder if she’s the only one on today, He’s not here today- oh what was his name tag?”

Ezreal shrugged, he hadn’t payed too much mind to the cashier beyond how tired he seemed and the jokes lux had made. 

“Well their not too busy now so they probably don’t need that many people on.” Lulu grinned, before turning to Soraka and pulling out some playing cards. “go fish?”

“You know you always lose...”

“This time i’ll win! I’ve been practicing!”

Soraka laughed softly and took the cards to deal out, Ezreal declined the offer to play. It was more fun to watch than participate in with the way the two could get aggressive. 

A few minutes passed before the counter door swung open and the male from yesterday stepped over carrying a tray brimmed with their order. 

“Evening...” He hummed, a slight grin twisting on his face as he set down each of the treats before each of them. 

He looked at least somewhat happier than last time, though he still seemed tired, Ezreal wondered why, it couldn’t be that hard. Just sitting in the quiet shop all day serving food. Not even everyday of the week? Maybe with school work a little tough. But it shouldn’t be difficult. He hardly notice the other say his name as he handed him the latte. 

“Careful it’s hot.” 

“Thanks..” He hummed, forcing a smile as he flicked his gaze down to see the name tag. “...Ekko.”

“Enjoy guys.” The server;  Ekko hummed as he turned away, this time his hair wasn’t perfectly in it’s high bun but instead it was tied in a mix between a bun and a ponytail as if done up in a hurry. 

“So? Still no?” 

He turned back to face lux and scowled. “Come off it..”

“you’re staring though..”

“He looks tired, don’t know what he has to be tired about he’s not the one saving the world-.” He huffed, brushing off the hint she was giving him. He glanced down to his latte and blinked. Ah. 

‘Ezreel’ He guess he did say with an E. Another misspelling. He shrugged it off, and moved on to pick up the spoon and take a scoop of ice cream. 

Another pleasant night of laughs as lux and Soraka gushed over their favourite movies. Lulu chiming in with her own takes on each film. 

Ezreal didn’t though he listened intently his thoughts were more about how he could get them to spell his name right. That and considering if perhaps Ekko had some secret double life of action that could give him a reason to be so tired; though that was more down to his own bias. Once again they left after forty minutes, placing the empty dishes neatly piled together for ease of collecting. 

Returning back home in time to find Ahri and jinx had picked the movie for them. 

                                                        ~~~

He returned to the coffee shop a few times over the course of the next few weeks. Sometimes accompanied by Lux or lulu other times alone, Yet every time. Regardless of who was one till, he ordered a latte; he’d catch Ekko stifle a laugh at his order, or drop a smirk as he handed him his drink and with out fail there would be a misspelling; Ezrel, Izreel, Aseraphel, Esral, Ezrela. 

He huffed, stubborn and determined as he strolled through the door listening to the chimes ringing once more. He approached the counter, to see the white haired male restocking the display. He glanced up and smiled, 

“What can i get you?”

“Usual a Latte...”

“Got a name for it?” 

“Ezreal. That’s E-Z-”

“I know.” He laughed waving his hand to dismiss him. “Anything else?”

“uhm- no-”

“Wait a second then-”

He watched the other twirl away to the coffee machine, standing awkwardly as he waited; perhaps trying to distract himself with the décor yet his interest was piqued he never really watched them make it. It seemed to make the other happy, humming- he still looked tired that never seemed to change. Though he was used to it now, maybe it was endearing he’d like to know why but it’d be rude to ask. He must’ve zoned out as the next thing he knew the other was back in front of him. 

“That’s 4.99, thanks.”

He nodded, handing over a fiver as he took the coffee 

“Careful it’s-..” Hummed the other, passing the change and receipt. 

“hot I know, like same.” Ezreal mused, a grin spreading across his lips at the other’s slightly surprised expression.

He recovered quickly and nodded, looking over to the next customer. 

Ezreal stepped aside turning to leave he glanced at his drink. 

‘Easy.’ Oh haha. 

He rolled his eyes fumbling with the receipt when something else caught his eye. on the back of the receipt. He flattened it out, a sequence of digit- and a smiley face- 

Weird almost looks like a- Oh. OH. 

He paused and glanced back towards the counter, Briefly catching the other’s gaze watching the smirk tug at his lips as he wrote down the next order. 

He folded it, placing the number into his pocket. Maybe he’d use it.  Maybe he’d get an answer to his question after all. Maybe lux was right all along- Maybe.  Just maybe. 

[covrtofnightmares]

&&. cauldron above, ( henryk wolfe ) was just spotted in the fae lands — word has it ( he ) is affiliated with ( the spring court ). ( he ) is a ( 519 / physically 35 ) year old ( warrior fae ). it’s been said that ( he ) resembles ( henry cavill ). ( he ) has been said to be ( reckless & confident ) but also quite ( arrogant & promiscuous ). ( he ) is currently serving as ( the general of the spring court ).

— ❝ sex is about power.❞

name: henryk matthias wolfe

birthday: september 12th | virgo

scent: mint oil, italian lemon, green apple, geranium flower,  amber, vanilla, vetiver, moss, cedarwood, spices + ( SIGNATURE COLOGNE: eros - versace )

appearance:  6′3″ with a strong, muscular build honed from centuries of priming his body for power, battle, and sex. luca has spent much of his immortality physically and mentally pushing himself to impossible limits in order to be the best of the best, and as such, his physique is a strong reflection of that. as one of the warrior fae, his body demands to be consistently tested; his endurance and strength is proof enough of that. luca has dark brown hair with a tendency to grow wavy and curly if not properly cared for. he can go with or without a beard, but prefers to keep one nice and groomed for personal preference.

current familial / relationship status: henryk never knew if he had any family; he was cast out as a young child, bastardized by both of his parents and tossed into the brutality of the warrior race. he fit right in with the rest of them. the closest thing to family henryk has ever had is the high ruler’s family of the spring court; ares is the closest thing to a brother henryk will ever know, and arielle the closest to a sister.

biography: henryk was born in the hills of the night court as the bastard son of two warrior fae--a sweet, docile nymph-like creature named arabella and a soldier named perseus. henryk’s mother, arabella, was something akin to an angel of light--a faerie who had descended from a long line of respectable warrior fae who began an affair with a poor warrior soldier. she was the daughter of a great war general among their dispersed clans, while henryk’s father was a soldier who worked under her father’s ranks. the two warrior fae fell passionately in love, but by the time henryk was conceived, arabella’s family had disowned her and she and perseus were left to fend for themselves in a cold and unforgiving world. the warrior race of fae were particularly brutal and ruthless, so the idea of being left to their own devices was hardly the most traumatic thing either arabella or her lover could dread to encounter. still, the jarring loss of family proved to be a hefty burden, and arabella felt herself physically waste away as her pregnancy progressed. 

unfortunately, these tragic circumstances resulted in a painful and difficult childbirth–one she did not manage to live through. overwhelmed with grief and misplaced hatred towards his son for “causing” the death of his beloved, henryk’s father cast him out and abandoned the boy to the streets, abandoning his son to one of the orphanages that littered the fae realms--a special workhouse for warrior fae who were to be raised by their own kind. and so, henryk burst into the world not unlike many other warrior fae who came before him: tossed into violence, danger, and a sense of isolation so complete that the mere thought of the term “famly” was a decidedly foreign concept to him. 

after that, the streets raised henryk. tossed around through workhouses and apprenticeships to afford room and board for much of his young life, henryk had to learn how to take care of himself. it was through the negligence of adults surrounding him that henryk grew reckless and selfish; he was crafty and intelligent, innovative and careless. he took what he wanted when he wanted it, causing friction and tension with those who took him in over the years. henryk cared very little for his schooling and apprenticeships, wishing instead to use his insight and intelligence to apply directly to life itself. he became a bit of a bully in many regards, using his brute strength and natural combat skills to hone himself into a ruthless, trained warrior.

along the way, he found ares deerling--a high fae whose mannerisms and behavior mirrored henryk’s in more ways than one. they were kindred spirits, tied together by common interests an similar personalities. ares was not a warrior fae by nature, but henryk still considered the high spring court fae to be like a member of his pack--the only family henryk had ever truly known, come to think of it. due to henryk’s relationship with ares, he fell into good graces with the spring court, eventually meshing in with the high lord’s family. he thinks of princess arielle as his younger sister and ares not just as his brother, but as his closest friend and confidante; it’s a relationship that no one can rival if he has anything to say about it. eventually, henryk worked himself up to serving as the spring court’s general, dealing in matters of war and military affairs. and with the growing tensions and newborn alliances emerging between the fae courts, henryk finds that his position in the spring court is now more important than ever before.

of course, the one snag in henryk’s concentration comes in the form of the tiny, pixie-like princess of the winter court. henryk wishes he could say he had uncomplicated feelings about ares’ arranged betrothal to princess tatiana valentina, but that would be a lie. one he isn’t ready to confront, particularly if it means upsetting the two people who mean the most to him in the entire world. tatiana will go on to marry ares, and together the two will produce some of the strongest heirs the realm of astralis has ever known. it’s something henryk has forced himself to come to terms with, even if it leaves a strange ache in the pit of his stomach. it’s something henryk has learned to deal with...

but that doesn’t mean he has to like it, does he?

affinity: wind and ice, though his strength is almost exclusively in his combat abilities

wings: as is typical with the warrior race, henryk has durable wings perfect for flight and combat. his are large, black wings similar to that of a hawk, marking him as a strong predator in the sky. henryk’s wings are built for endurance, battle, and instilling fear into those who dare to oppose him.

[chibinekochan]

If youd like to, may I ask your head cannons on the main 7 and the nsfw popsicle trope? perhaps varying colors based on their sins? thank you lots for all your writing i love reading them so much!

Oh boy the thinks I have to look up sometimes lol. Lucky it was kinda what I thought it would be, unless somehow it’s not a popsicle made to look like a  ==D 

Okay I kinda wanted to make proper edits but you know tumblr would block that sadly. Well too bad.

So um kinda a mix between their sins, the colors they wear and overall what taste they should have. It’s not NSFW unless you imagine the right shape.

I made edits but it’s a regular popsicle.

Lucifer 

Red *cherry*

The color the wears in everything, even in his demon form he got a lot of red. His eyes are red too (at least most of the time).

blue *blueberry* 

Most of his Ur cards use blue color, and the in game pride items are all blue.

purple *grape* 

from the butler event. I’m not sure how significant this is.

A bittersweet taste. 

Start from the cherry taste and work your way down.

Asmodeus

Pink *Tropical Punch*

For his sin and he is also often seen wearing pink.

Yellow *Lemon*

For his nails and his eyes they have a bit of an sunset aesthetic so I also choose Orange.

Red *Strawberry*

He is seen wearing a red heart in his demon form and red is the color of love. 

A very citrony flavor. Looks very warm and cute but can be pretty sour. Surprisingly accurate.

Lick from the sides, bottom to top, so it won’t be too sour.

Beelzebub

Red *Raspberry*

It’s the color of gluttony in the game.

Orange *sweet orange*

He has a lot of orange in his design. His hair, nails and parts of his demon form all got orange somewhere.

Purple *Grape* 

His eye color (at least in part). 

A sweet but not too sweet taste, just right. Eat however you prefer.

Mammon

Yellow *Lemon*

The color of money. Also the color of greed. Plus there is a bit yellow in his eyes

Caramel  

It just kinda feels right for him. It’s sticky and sweet.

Blue *blueberry*

His eye color (at least in part)

It’s sour at first but once the lemon is gone it’s very sweet.

Start at the top, but don’t worry this lemon isn’t that sour.

Leviathan

Blueish *blueberry*

He loves water and this is also his hair color (It’s more purple-blueish)

Purple *grape*

Part of his eye color and his clothes have often purple in them

Orange

It’s the color for envy in this game. His eyes also have some orange in them.

Green *woodruff*

This is the color I would usually associate with envy so I took it as an fourth color.

Sweet and a bit unusual. Looks kinda poisonous but tastes pretty good, unless you really hate woodruff. Just lick a bit of everything.

Belphegor

Mint

His nail color. Some outfits of his have a bit mint color and I think it suits him very well.

Milk

He loves cows and milk makes people sleepy.

Purple *bitter Grape*

For his eyes and I think it also fits to his dark side.

bittersweet and refreshing. Work threw the bitterness to the sweet part and then get rewarded by the refreshing mint.

Satan

Green *sour apple*

The color of wrath in the game. Part of his demon form is green

Yellow *sour lemon*

His hair color and partly his eye color. It also expresses how much of a bitter person he can be.

Blue *blueberry*

His eye color and it expresses his sweeter side.

Red *Cherry*

Red is usually used for anger but also for passion.

You will have to work to get to his sweet bottom part. You have to work thru a lot of bitterness.

I think the only way this would be naughty is if you eat the popsicle with the right shape and color right in front of them.

Unless you exchange the part away were I talk about popsicles and insert something else instead lol

I mean I might missed the point and its 3am so well??? Sorry maybe?

[eldritchsurveys]

806.

1. Humpty Dumpty: Have you ever felt so broken that you didn’t feel like you could be put back together again? >> Absolutely. And oddly enough, I’m still here, and probably not quite as broken as I imagined myself to be. Brains aren’t nearly as good at predicting the future as they think they are.

2. Jack and Jill: Have you ever tumbled/rolled down a grassy hill? >> Yes. It’s great fun.

3. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star: Do you enjoy stargazing? Has anyone ever gotten a star named for you? >> It’s not something I really go out and do, but I do love me some stars. I’ve not had the star-naming happen, though.

4. Little Bo Peep: Have you ever thought you lost something that was actually right in front of you the whole time? >> Yeah, that tends to happen when I get used to putting something in a certain place and then I unthinkingly put it somewhere else one day and fuck myself up.

5. Itsy Bitsy Spider: What do you typically do on a rainy day? >> Nothing different, usually. If it rains in the morning it might change whether I go out for a walk or not, but otherwise my daily activities remain the same.

6. Baa Baa Black Sheep: Do you own any clothing made out of wool? >> I don’t think so.

7. Ring Around the Rosie: Did you know that this childhood song/nursery rhyme is actually about The Black Death? >> I’ve heard that.

8. Five Little Ducks: Have you ever gotten lost before? >> Yeah.

9. I’m a Little Teapot: What is your favorite flavor/type of tea to drink? >> I like herbal teas, particularly ginger and mint. I also like vanilla chai and the occasional fruit variety.

10. Hokey Pokey: How were you taught to understand the difference between your left and right sides? >> I don’t remember how I was taught this.

11. Old MacDonald Had a Farm: What is your favorite farm animal? >> Sheep and goats are adorable. But so are cows, especially those fluffy ones... Regardless of their cuteness, though, I couldn’t be around any farm animal for long because the smell would slowly kill me.

12. Make up your own lyric for “Down By The Bay”. >> Ha, I used to sing this song to myself repeatedly for like hours when I was a kid. I’d rather not make up my own lyric for it now, though.

13. Little Miss Muffet: Would you be terrified if a spider sat down beside you? >> Nah. I am also a spider. I like visiting with my kin.

14. Rockabye Baby: Do you feel that this is a more calming or terrifying lullaby for children? >> I just think it’s funny, because like... yeah. Why the fuck is the baby in the tree, lmao. Nursery rhymes are wild.

15. Hickory Dickory Dock: What are you usually doing when the clock strikes 1? >> AM or PM? If PM, I’m probably gaming or something. If AM, I’m asleep.

16. Pat-a-Cake: What’s your favorite thing to bake/baked good to eat? >> I don’t bake, and I have no idea what my favourite baked good would be... a good bread, I guess??

17. Why do we stomp our feet if we’re “Happy and We Know It”? Shouldn’t we be doing this when we’re angry instead? >> Eh, I guess you could do it for almost any emotion if you put your mind to it.

18. The Wheels on the Bus: Where’s the furthest you’ve ever gone on a bus before? >> From Colorado to NYC. On two different occasions. Definitely not an experience I’d ever care to repeat.

19. Row, Row, Row Your Boat: Do you enjoy boating? (ie: cruises, kayaking, canoeing, white water rafting, etc) >> I’ve never been boating. I’ve been on ferries? Oh, and once I went to a concert on a boat. That was fun.

20. 3 Blind Mice: Do you know someone who is blind? >> No.

21. 3 Little Kittens: Do you prefer gloves or mittens when getting dressed for chilly weather? >> Gloves, if I must.

22. Jack Be Nimble: Do you enjoy lighting scented candles? >> I mean, sometimes, I guess. I burn incense most often, though.

23. Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear: Have you ever made a teddy bear or any other sort of stuffed animal at Build-a-Bear? If not, do you still have a favorite teddy bear/stuffed animal from your childhood? >> Yeah! I have a dog named Reese from there, I love him. Sparrow has an owl, a Pikachu, and a Squirtle, hah.

24. 5 Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed: Have you ever cracked your head open before and needed stitches? >> Nope. I’ve definitely tried to crack my head open, lmao, but I wasn’t any good at it. (Thankfully.)

25. Hey Diddle Diddle: The cat plays a fiddle. What instrument would you like to play? >> Meh. I like singing.

26. Mary Had a Little Lamb: Have you ever brought a pet to school for show and tell before? >> No. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced show-and-tell, actually. I thought it was made up for like movies and shit, lol.

27. Once I Caught a Fish Alive: If you go fishing, do you release the fish afterwards, or do you take them home and cook them? >> I don’t go fishing, but if I did, it wouldn’t be just for the sake of it. I’d prefer to eat the fish afterward.

28. Little Jack Horner: What is your favorite flavor of pie? >> Hmm... sweet potato. Also, apple.

29. Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary: Do you have a garden? What do you plant in it? >> No, we just have a fuckload of potted plants because Sparrow likes them.

30. Miss Mary Mack: Do you wear clothing with a lot of buttons? >> No.

31. Old Mother Hubbard: What is your favorite food to keep in your cupboard? >> Er, I don’t know.

32. There Was an Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe: Do you have a lot of siblings growing up? Did you enjoy it? Why or why not? >> I was raised as an only child.

33. This Little Piggy: Do you like roast beef? >> No.

34. Rain, Rain Go Away: Have you ever played outside in the rain before? >> I mean, probably.

35. It’s Raining, It’s Pouring: Do you know someone who snores very loudly? >> Not anymore. My father was notorious for this.

36. Star Light, Star Bright: Do you ever wish on stars? Has one of your wishes actually come true before? >> No.

37. Here is the Beehive: Are you allergic to bees? Do you know anyone who is? Do you enjoy eating honey? >> I don’t know, I’ve never been stung by one. I don’t remember if I know anyone who is allergic. I love eating honey.

38. If All the Raindrops Were Lemon Drops and Gumdrops: What food would you want to rain down from the sky: >> I definitely would not want food to rain down from the sky, lmao.

39. Little Boy Blue: Have you ever slept anywhere other than a bed before? Where?                       >> Yeah. Tiled floors, subway cars, subway platforms, the sidewalk, couches, parks...

40. Do You Know the Muffin Man?: What is your favorite type of muffin to eat? >> I haven’t had a muffin in ages. I’m pretty sure I just don’t care for them.

41. Wee Willie Winkie: Have you ever sleepwalked before? >> No. Lmao, can you imagine being a sleepwalker while sleeping on the streets? That’d be fucked up...

42. B-I-N-G-O: If you had a dog, what would you name it? >> I don’t know, it would depend on the dog.

43. Oh Where, Oh Where Has My Little Dog Gone?: Has your pet ever run away from home before? Did it get returned? >> That apparently happened when I was a preteen. We didn’t even have the dog for a full month before he somehow escaped.

44. How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?: What’s the most you would spend when adopting a dog? >> I don’t know, man. I’m not even sure what the going rates are.

45. This Old Man: Do you own any knick-knacks? >> I guess I have a few.

46. 1, 2, Buckle My Shoe: When did you learn to tie your own sneakers? >> I have no idea.

47. Are You Sleeping?: What time do you typically go to bed at night? >> Between 10p and 12a. [a-zebra-is-a-striped-horse]  

[chxoticmuses]

                       A CUTE SURVEY

1 ) what does your muse smell like?  very clean. not like a sterile clean, but like fresh laundry soap, the scent of shampoo lingering in his hair and the soft smell of soap on his skin. like sunshine and open windows, a fresh breeze floating through your air drying linens. and that’s just when he’s fresh out of the shower. when he wears a cologne, it’s also a clean sort of smell, but a little sharper and with a sweet, musky undertone. one that i’ve smelt and feel confident enough comparing it to is Versace Eros. it’s delicious ; lemon, mint & apple.

2 ) how often does your muse bathe / shower?  any habits? every single morning before she goes to work! She wakes up earlier than she needs to just to make sure that she has shower time in her morning schedule. She likes to be clean and professional looking for her job since it’s one where she’s interacting with people on a daily. On days when she’s off maybe she’ll slack a little bit and not take one until later on in the day or wait until night time to take a relaxing bath with soaks. She also has an extensive skincare routine that takes like 15 minutes to complete because she’s kinda obsessed with the idea of having clean and clear skin.

3 ) does your muse have any tattoos or piercings ?   WHEW! Isabella has 15 tattoos in total. She got them between her senior year of high school and first years at university. She was leaving boring ole West Virginia and going to Washington, so she wanted something to separate her from the people in West Virginia to show the people in Washington “Hey! Look!! I’m not boring like the rest of them!!” And what’s crazy is that she plans to get more. So far she has; a Dharma Chakra on her right shoulder, Pisces symbol on her right wrist, her parents' initials connected with one of those heart line thingies on the left side of her collarbone, ‘Why aren’t you smiling?’ on her left wrist, an Egyptian scarab on her right forearm, 7 principles of the samurai on her right leg, galaxy tattoo that takes up most of her left arm, a dragon with phoenix wings that takes up her back, a lotus on the right side of her torso, her childhood best friend's initials ‘DP’ on her index finger, a mushroom on her lower left leg, a feather pen on her right wrist, and a moon on her other index finger. She also has the right side of her nose pierced.

4 ) any body movement quirks ( ex : leg shaking ) ? Whenever I write a thread where Isabella is taking notes on something I always mention this sleek silver pen she carries around with her. She likes to fiddle with things a lot, it’s hard for her a lot of the time to just sit there and listen to someone talk without fiddling around with something. She has one of those cube thingies with like the buttons, knob, etc but she thinks that’s unprofessional to bring to interviews, so she carries around the silver pen because it doesn’t make any noises when you click it repeatedly. When she has neither of those items, she rocks back and forth without even noticing it sometimes, paces around, or messes with her fingers. This is due to the mild ADHD she suffers from and when it flares up too bad to where she can’t even focus on her work or she finds herself diverting away from conversations, then she’ll take Adderall or some other medicine to help.

5 ) what do they sleep in?  In oversized tee shirts or sweatshirts in just her underwear. If she even remembers to change before dozing off.

6 ) what’s their favorite piece of clothing ? The dress she made from scratch for her senior year of prom! Her dad did something to his hip that required the money that was supposed to go towards her dress towards his hip replacement, so with the help of her mom, she made this really pretty royal purple prom dress with gold outlining. She doesn’t wear it, obviously, but it’s still hanging in her closet.

7 ) what do they do when they wake up ? first thing? Push her cats off of her because they have a habit of laying on top of her when she goes to sleep, go to the bathroom, take a shower, do her skincare routine, pick out an outfit for the day, check her phone to respond to texts and see if she has anything special on her agenda for work today, feed her three cats and leave water out for them, go to her favorite bakery, meet up with Andre, and then make her way to work!

8 ) how do they sleep ?  position ?  On her stomach, face down into the pillow with the cover pulled over her head, one hand under the pillow and the other one either dangled over whoever’s sleeping with her, one of her cats, or just gripping the bed. 

9 ) what do their hands feel like ? Super soft and moisturized! Her skincare routine isn’t only exclusive to her face, she makes sure to get all of her body too, and especially her hands since she seems to shake hands with people on an everyday basis. They’re always nicely manicured and a soft as a baby’s bottom.

10 ) if you kissed them, what would they usually taste like ? Isabella applies chapstick and lipgloss all the time, usually flavored ones but not the ones that taste too artificial. So when you kiss her you’ll usually taste some sort of berry, honey, or tea because she drinks that a lot.

TAGGED BY: my babymomma @footagecaught​  TAGGING: STEAL IT FROM ME!! BUT TAG ME CAUSE IM NOSEY AND LOVE YOUR MUSES

[queenlifesupport]

Like It’s Yours (Ben x Joe x Y/N) #1

A/N : This is sorta inspired by @freddiesmercvry (Truth or Dare) and low-key from 50 Shades of Grey... Also please leave suggestions for scenes or some smutty situations!! (this might have typos, also im so tired while writing this so it might be SHIT)

WARNINGS : SEX, Language, Unprotected Sex, Kinkiness. WORDS : 3,019

I haven't been out of my small apartment in days, I had work piled on my desk like theres no tomorrow, my job was absolutely pushing me to the edge and I needed a break before I fell. I used the strong liquor in my hand to pump myself with confidence in order to move onto the dance floor, I wasn't much of a drinker but tonight called for it. It was hard to make out what song was playing due to the overdramatized bass that throbbed through my eardrums, but whatever it was, people still let loose of their problems and personal lifestyle. 

I attempted to stand while the drink flew through my system, accomplishing balance on my six inch heels. The confidence finally brought me to the large gathering I've been eyeing all night. I entered the crowd, feeling like I'm lost in a humid corn-maze, being bumped into by random strangers that were also tipsy, some more than others. Finding the middle of the crowd, it was my time to let loose. During the midst of my drunken swaying, my eyes fluttered open to view those around me, gaze following the eyes a man a few feet away. He looked lascivious as he mirrored my moves. His blonde hair was slightly swept to the side, he wore an all black suit that tailored him quite nicely, you could tell he was fit. I held his stare intensely, not daring to make a move in his direction for I did not want to lose the challenging match so easily. He seemed to not budge easily either, I debated in my mind to either approach or signal him over. His glare made my stomach slightly weak, out of reflex I looked away, I knew I couldn't approach him on my own. I continued to dance, deciding to slow it down, adding more sensualness to the way I moved. I needed to draw him in and this was the only way I knew how. Although our beaming was cut off from my shyness, I could feel his eyes still exploring every inch of my body. My feet began to ache, I had a inclination that connections would not ascend further, I'd rather sit down instead of waste my time. I looked up one last time, giving the stranger a smile before strutting off to the lounging area. I felt overheated from the moving along from the warmth emanating off others, once getting away from the swarm I accompanied myself on the white pleather. I sighed at the cool air being pushed over me from the air conditioning overhead, I wondered why there wasn't air conditioning above the dance floor. It was getting late according to the time on my phone screen, I should head home soon so I can attempt to demolish my workload tomorrow.

"Hello." My thoughts were interrupted by a harsh British accent, I took a gander at the wellspring of the voice and to my surprise it was him, the one from the herd in the dancing mass. My eyebrows lifted ever so lightly, I didn't think he'd follow.

"Oh - hi." I could only manage a short response. He lightly chuckled before asking me if he could accompany me on the cushion, I accepted. He smelled of Versace cologne, the hint of green apple, mint, and lemon, it was exhilarating on its own.

"Crowded night, I suppose." His voice was as mesmerizing as his scent.

"Indeed. I've never been here, thought I'd give the nightlife a try."

"I agree, I usually come here to meet interesting people, and as of now, I've accomplished my goal."

"You don't even know my name." I laughed now.

"Good point, I'm sure it's as interesting as you seem. Now humor me." From then on, we talked about all sorts of aspects of our lives; work, friendships, hobbies, and even romantic relationships. I learned his name is Ben, he lives with his best friend Joe, he's an actor, and he plays football (soccer) in his pastime. Once I looked down again at my phone, it allowed us to see we've talked for about 2 and a half hours straight. Time did fly when you're having fun.

"I should probably get home." My smile faded at the thought of ending our night, he frowned slightly too. I opened iMessage to text my friend, earlier she agreed to drive me home since I would be drinking and I've always been her designated driver in the past. "I just have to wait for my ride, in the meantime I can get your number?" 

"Sounds lovely." He recited his number to me as I quickly pounded it in, setting his contact as 'Ben'. 

"We should get together sometime soon, maybe coffee tomorrow?" A ding from my phone alerted me of a notification. "Fuck - she can't pick me up."

"What's going on?"

"Her tail-light is busted, she doesn't want to get pulled over while driving around." I sighed frustratingly. My apartment was about a 45 minute walk from here and I wasn't in the mood to walk in heels.

"I can order you an Uber."

"No no - You don't have to pay for me. I can order one."

"Why don't you come over for the night? It's just 10 minutes away." He seemed serious about his statement. I couldn't tell if it was a legitimate invitation. Would I really go home with him? I wasn't that type of person, meet them then immediately jump to the next thing. "Well, are you down?"

"Sure, I don't see the harm in that." I didn't even give a second thought to my answer. 

The industrial-loft like apartment was dark and smelled of cedar wood, it gave a very expensive vibe yet homey at the same time. I hung my purse and coat up on the welcoming racks and followed Ben further into the flat, as we ventured through he flicked every light switch allowing the place to illuminate under the warm lights. We entered the kitchen, presently taking a seat at the island as he sought what appeared to be a wine rack.

"Care for a drink? We have Dom Perignon, Caymus, whatever you desire." I desire him. 

"I don't speak rich, surprise me." He gave my comment a delightful snicker. My love life was very exhausting, I was constantly focused on my profession. I never discovered many fascinating folks, however he was something different. He was adorable, smart, kind, and as a plus, rich.

"For the lady, Beau Joie." He held two beautiful champagne flutes, each held a fizzing liquid. I accepted the cup between my fingers and took a drink at the same time as him. I've just heard of this stuff in romance books and films, yet I was at that point of truly liking him in one night. I felt my cheeks heat up with a pink as he sent me little wink while his lips pursed around the glass rim. "Have I let you know that you're the beautifulest amongst all the women I've ever seen?" I couldn't help but roll my eyes playfully, biting my lip at his compliment.

"You haven't seen many women I assume?" My eyebrow raised at him as I yet again took a sip of the champagne that tasted like citrus and apple as it hit my many tastebuds. 

"I've seen my fair share, and I can tell you what I said was a fact. Don't believe me if you want, but I can prove it if needed." I gulped at the possibilities he could be suggesting.

"And what are you implying, Mr. Hardy?" I scooted to the edge of my seat, leaning in closer to him. He did the same, only a few inches from my lips.

"Why don't you kiss me and find out?" His voice was deep, pushing me over the edge, I couldn't deal with him. I went forward, crashing my lips with his soft ones, sharing the alcoholic tase between the sensual moment. I didn't mind the taste. I felt his strong grip move to my thigh as we continued to synchronize our lips, soon feeling his tongue graze my bottom lip in anticipation to enter. I allowed it. We pulled apart after a few moments of heavy interaction, we both sat there out of breath. 

"Take off your blazer." My request was forward and I demanded I got what I asked for. He slipped it off without question, grabbing onto the bottom hem of his under shirt, giving me a questioning look before I nodded, then he took that off too. I was correct before, he was fit, my fingers ran down his abs, drawing an imaginary sloppy line from his V-line to his biceps, clutching a hand around his upper arm to feel the hard muscle. 

"Maybe we should get you out of that pretty little dress of yours?" His whisper was dripping with lust, I had to clench my thighs harder. Everything he said drove me crazy, I was soaked at this point. 

"Who said you earned it?" 

"Who said you were the one in control here?" He made me melt, he was so dominant and I loved it. I surrendered, standing up, first unzipping it from the back as we held eye contact, then slipping down the dress sleeves, finally pulling it down to pool around my feet. He bit his lip at the sight of the black lace panties I wore underneath, the dress had enough support to wear it without a bra. In the cool air, my nipples were hard at the high amount of excitement I felt. "I think you might be missing something else." He slightly pointed at the thong I still wore. I slid my thumbs into the waistband, teasing him by stretching out the fabric but not pulling them down. As I continued, I could see him getting quite impatient in his seat. "Now." I finally slid them down at his command, feeling embarrassment at my exposure but replaced it with fake confidence. 

"What now?" I sweetly asked, swaying seductively as I walked myself directly in front of him. He harshly grabbed onto my hips, pulling me in to take my nipple between his teeth, harshly sucking and nipping. I moaned loudly, his sudden action sparked my body massively. "Fuck - Ben." My hand took a fistful of his blonde hair, tugging slightly. His suction pulled off as he took a moment to look up at me.

"Don't call me that." I looked down confused. "You can call me Sir." He then wrapped his lips along the other breast. His other hand found its way to between my thighs, rubbing my clit slowly. His fingers rolled perfectly. 

"Hmph - Sir, I need more please." He hummed against the soft skin in response, he continued. "Please, I need to be fucked." He withdrew his lips and hands from me, standing up to match my height, unbuttoning the suit pants then releasing himself from them. Once he was left in his boxers, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the counter on the other side of the island. Although there was a cup holding utensils, he used his arm to sweep them off the counter and to the floor, scattering everywhere. He once again grabbed onto my hips, ordering me to jump then also lifting me up to sit bare-ass on the counter, he re-adjusted his hand position, placed his hands on both my under thighs, lifted them up so that my pussy was at a better angle for him to enter while I leaned back and held myself up on my arms. He bit his lip as he gazed down at my glistening slit.

"You're so wet for me, princess. How bad do you want my dick in your tight little pussy?" I rolled my head back in anticipation. 

"So bad, Sir, please fuck me." He finally removed his last layer, revealing his hard and throbbing cock, I licked my lips at the sight of him completely nude in front of me. I moaned quietly as he teased me with his tip, it was this moment I was beyond thankful I was on birth control. I craved him cumming inside me. I made no remarks at his slow entrance, I knew thats what he wanted from me. Suddenly he thrusted in slowly, I moaned out, hearing him sigh as he slipped in. 

"You're so tight, babygirl. You feel so good around my cock." He continued a slowed pace, allowing me to adjust to his length and width. At first it felt slightly uncomfortable but was soon replaced with pure bliss.

"Sir, please go faster, " He slightly built up to a fast pace with my request. The sound of our moans and slapping skin filled the quiet apartment. His thrust grew faster and deeper, and I moaned even louder with every push. At this point I was a moaning mess, the pleasure took over from the waist down, the overflowing delight clouded my head. 

"Turn around, I want your ass facing me and your stomach against the counter." He slid out of me, causing me to whine in response. "Do it, now." I followed his order and managed to rotate myself on my tits, it was cold sending small goosebumps on the surface of my skin. "Such a lovely ass." As his words distracted me, his cock slipped back into my slit, hitting deeper than the last time. I cried out in pleasure, stretching my arms out attempting to reach for something. All of a sudden the sound of glass hitting the floor could be heard, I knocked the glass full of champagne off the counter.

"Fuck Ben, I'm sorry." I managed to get out between breaths as I used my hand to push behind me on his chest. All he did in response was grab my wrist and pin it behind my back.

"I don't care, don't think about it babygirl." He sped up once again, now grabbing a fistful of my hair. My legs started to weaken from all the pleasure, I couldn't control any sounds that left my mouth. I barely had a grip on my surroundings either. "Shit baby, I'm close." His teeth clenched together, grunting as he continued the pace.

"Cum in me Sir, fill me up." I attempted to push him over, and I succeeded. Feeling his warm cum release inside me. After a few sloppy thrusts, he pulled himself out. 

"Now it's time for you baby." He lowered his face to my cum dripping pussy, licking a strip from my clit to my opening, pressing his tongue into my slit. I groaned as his tongue thrusted in and out, it was significantly more exciting to me that he had quite recently came inside me and is currently licking it up. I didn't require substantially more attention to cum, I was already close when he was fucking me with his dick.

"Sir, I'm close." I moaned.

"Not yet baby." He muffled against my pussy. I rolled my eyes as I attempted to not cum. His tongue removed from me, now standing and inserting two fingers. Curling them with every moan, he harshly pulled up and down causing an intense amount of pleasure. I was bound to cum at this point. 

"Sir, p-please, let me" I couldn't finish the sentence without stuttering on my moans, "let me cum, please."

"Now, babygirl." And with his reaffirming words, I let myself release around his fingers, urging them with both our cum joined. "Face me." I pitifully pivoted, looking at his fingers he held at my face level. "Suck." I eagerly took his fingers in my mouth. Sucking and enjoying our tastes together, once I licked all the wetness from his fingers he sighed as he removed them from my mouth. "You better to go tidy yourself up, sweetheart." His voice was presently delicate as we ogled at one another, flushed from our recent climaxes. 

"Wheres your room?" My voice was strained and tired from the many moans I recited. 

"Down the hall, second room on the left." I let myself down from the counter, to my surprise he snaked his hand behind my neck, pulling me in for a soft kiss. I blushed before I slightly wobbled to his room. 

It was the following morning, I laid in his bed, naked whilst enveloped by his white sheets. I didn't know what I was thinking the previous evening, however I was satisfied with my result. The washroom entryway was open, enabling me to watch Ben wash himself in the steamy and glass doored shower. I had no desire to go home. I heard the water stop, signaling me that he would be emerging any moment. The shower door accompanied the silence that now filled the room.

"When do you want me to go home?" I called to him, tracing imaginary shapes on the sheets. 

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[quietlysatan]

the morning will come again - sieges, AO3

Link: Here!!

Rating: T 

Words & Chapter(s): 25,821 words within this lovely one-shot

Summary: Hashirama’s laugh is deep and boisterous, a reflection of his entire personality. “You’re really interesting, you know? No wonder Tobirama fell in love with you. You’re not at all like most courtesans.”

Sasuke doesn’t know if he’s supposed to be flattered or offended by the comment.

Score: 13

Pairing(s): Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Sasuke

Warning(s): Sasuke is a Kagema male-prostitute, or  courtesan as well as a guard for a brothel, surprisingly no angst came with that thank god

Canon levels of violence

The Uchiha drugs him to sleep before he catches on

The Uchiha Madara are dicks it’s mostly just Madara

Mentioned lemon, but not shown

As per canon, Sasuke does not have an arm, it is mentioned, though he never describes any phantom feelings or anything like that other than pretty casual reminders and references of it.

Pros: I really loved the way OP wrote Sasuke and his thoughts and reactions, it seems very true to character and honestly one of my favorite versions of him that I’ve read to date, he’s very prickly yet soft and sweet, like a porcupine that needs a hug

I love the almost wanderlust that seems ever-present in Sasuke and the way it seems to slowly ease into something different each time he meets Tobirama, I especially like that OP addressed the whole “Tobirama hated the village and that eventually led to the OG incel, Danzo Shimura, may he burn in the deepest pits of hell, to committing mass genocide? Murder? Assassinations? And I should kill him” rather than skipping it, even though we never see a conversation about that between them I almost think it’s better that Sasuke was like “...But also he’s pretty so maybe later”

I really love Aoi, and everyone from the brothel to they’re all very sweet, and I like that OP tied them into the future and even brought up things about it as well, it’s a very nice way to casually say “I’ve come from the future” without needing context, though there is actually a discussion of that thrown in here and there, which is also nice, which reminds me

I love the casual way everyone's just like “Yeah okay he got the magic eye, but fuck that he cAN BRING ABOUT WORLD PEACE WOO!!!” is moderately hysterical considering canon (Of which I’ve given up on ever learning completely beyond whatever Blackkat/Pomfy/Sanjuno/rheon decides to constant between each other(Which is how I figure out canon vs fanon in most of my fics))

Also, I didn’t have to worry about my ADD while reading this, and even when I did have to leave it it was soooooo easy to pick right back up where I left off???? Amazing honestly

Aesthetic: Watching the stars in a sky you think should be new or different because you’ve moved to somewhere you’ve never been but, it’s nice, that of all the things that changed that one hasn’t, probably won’t for as long as you live. It’s reminiscent of the way smoking is described in books, and shown in aesthetic pictures, soft and smooth and deep. It’s like trying a new flavor of tea that you didn’t mean to buy but damn it it’s actually pretty good and you rather like the scent too. It’s like finding someone who Sees you and understanding that line from Avatar. It’s, if I had to compare it to a food, sort of like sweet apples, and soft caramel, and thick banana milkshakes, and mint cucumber lemonade. IT’s relaxing, and peaceful, and easy to read and handle, even for someone like me who has a strange fear of losing limbs and reading stories that include that. 

Amendment; This fic is very reminiscent of the way it feels to watch the sunset, in that every second that gets closer, every word that is read, every moment that is spent, no matter how fast it seems, it is worth it, and even though it will end, you can’t help but appreciate it.

Gif Aesthetic: This is pretty close to the energy I get from Sasuke

This is Tobirama’s entire mood until he sees Sasuke and then it’s

Pretty much this to be honest

I like to imagine this is the equivalent to Sasuke and Tobirama as they’re both rather pretty and attention-grabbing especially together in my opinion

This is pretty close to what I picture when I think of Sasuke watching the stars, but then I always did have an unhealthy obsession with Sailor Moon

Although there are no cars it’s still rather fitting somehow, perhaps the sunset?

[blossattic]

Practice 🎈

✦ Noctis Lucis Caelum x Honey Naturae & Prompto Argentum . : Word count: 1565 . : Warnings: SFW. Fluff. Kissing. Original Character. (Brotherhood timeline)

Summary: Being a teenager, fantasies and dreams are bound to steal your thoughts once in a while. Noctis lacks confidence and experience over a specific thing and the opportunity to try presents itself then- Friends have his back.

“So.. H-hm…”

How did they end in a situation like that? Noctis asked himself. The idea was to hang out in his apartment to study for an upcoming test and do homework, but the conversation changed from academic topics to other very personal ones. His tongue just slipped his inexperience on one matter and that started it all.

Prompto only stared at him. Honey blinked a few times, her hair bun bouncing a little as she tilted her head to the side.

“Are you saving them for Lady Luna?”

She had said it so calmly and with a hint of wonder… but it wasn’t that far from the truth. It wasn’t a stray thought imagining the moment: Luna and him, sitting somewhere, comfortably chatting before his eyes drifted lower to admire the pink cushions of her lips, leaning in to her and-

How would it be? How would it feel?

But never in his wildest dreams did he phantom the idea that he’ll have the chance to try out his idea but, well… Not every dream was perfect. Luna wasn’t there-

“Do you want to do it then, Prom?”

Sometimes Noctis worried about how easily his friends came up with solutions to tricky problems. Honey and Prompto were discussing the whole idea of being them his practice partner, all to avoid any scandalous headlines if he decided to try it with someone else. Noct briefly wondered if they had his best interest in mind, always thinking he wouldn’t be doing stuff with people he didn’t trust.

“Guys-”

“I can do it, Noct. If you want to. No pressure.”, Honey commented, her palm all over Prom’s whining face.

It was all the more embarrassing when Honey was so focused on searching inside her makeup pouch for a different lip balm that the usual one she used. Another one but the usual one she used to kiss Prompto... Because she was going to kiss him now. For practice.

He prayed to all the gods Gladio forgot how a clock worked and didn’t worry showing up early, because if he caught them in the act— A shiver ran down his spine.

Prompto was zealously playing with the yellow ball of the Lemon Drop balm he favored the most as he gave Noct a generous combo of frown with a pout. The whole situation wasn’t so easy for him to swallow, the fact that his best friend was going to kiss his girlfriend. In. Front. Of. Him! All claps issued.

“I have Apple, Orange Cream and Sweet Mint… and-”, Honey commented, rummaging through tubes and balm balls as they caught her eye. Yet Noct was more worried about other things.

“Whi-whichever is fine!”

“Ah? That’s not true! You have to choose!”, as Honey pouted, Noctis groaned in defeat.

Noctis imagined Luna had the softest lips with a subtle but very much appealing sheen that made them so delectable. They were probably refreshing like a drink of water. Yet the idea of them being so pink and cute, probably sweet like the ripest berry... His mind could only think of-

“Berries is fine then.”

Noctis did his best to omit the Ta-da! that came with Honey showing him the hot pink orb she proceeded to unscrew to apply on her lips in a nice coat. The act on itself had Prompto biting his lips, probably regretting agreeing to all that when he could have those lips for himself.

“I’m not gonna end up beheaded, ri-right? For doing this with the royal heir and all- I’ll accuse Prom too.”

“WHA-?!”, Prompto gasped.

“Heeey, we’ll go down together!”

Noct almost didn’t catch the joking tone on Honey’s voice, suddenly aware that there was a possibility of punishment, of a livid Ignis coming to them with blazing eyes and a scowl, ready to deliver the longest and hardest lecture ever heard. But all train of thought came to a halt when he felt Honey’s hand on top of his. It was now or never. He couldn’t chicken out now.

He felt his heart pounding against his breast bone, making it slightly painful and nerve wrecking as Honey moved to kneel closer to him. It reminded him of the tense but respectful moment two opponents engaged in as they faced each other. Noct nodded ever so slightly and Honey’s hand gently and softly cradled his cheek before eyelids closed halfway over brown eyes.

“Whenever you are ready, Noct.”

Noctis’ hands were shaking by the time one of them decided it was probably best to get some sort of leverage somewhere, like her hip. Cautiously, Noct looked over Prompto, who was grumbling something while shielding his eyes to give them privacy. That only made his pulse quicken. He had a girl in front of him, about to do something he never would have asked out of pride and shyness. But there was the hazy temptation of that fruity fragrance that appealed to him so much, tickling his nostrils, dancing on his senses and transporting him to another place. The breeze so gentle, the sun so candid, her presence so clear. The image went center and forward, the doubts all going to the back of his mind when Honey took the initiative, gently rubbing her nose on his, as if to help him relax before her lips ever so softly caressed his like velvety rose petals.

All time stopped and resumed with a loud and hard bang of his heart inside his chest. Blood rushing to his ears, Noct felt the adrenaline pumping in his veins, nerves growing and growing and surely being plain obvious for Honey to notice. But her lips applied no pressure so far, more focused on only a subtle reconnaissance so Noct could get used to the feeling of having someone so intimately close to his face. Her thumb resumed a slow rub over his cheek as to calm him down.

“Close your eyes, it’s okay.”, came out as a whisper and Noct swallowed the lump in his throat.

He could do it. It was just like training: he had to master his body, control his nerves and face the challenge head on. Honey wasn’t going to mock him but help him gain confidence. He only had to wrap his mind over a different tactic, imagine her hair was straight and framing her face, eyes a nice pristine blue, the school uniform a pale dress. Honey was already doing her part, trying to imitate the grace and gentleness of her movements. 

Noctis’ hand squeezed her waist and the previous sensations that enraptured him only by the fragrance alone came to take him again, and only once Honey deemed him ready did she maneuvered their heads to tilt a little as lips pressed onto his, her tiny noise meeting his clipped groan. That was unexpected, but Honey was gentle with him and kept it nice and slow for him to adjust, even giving him some space before trying again.

Prompto couldn’t stop himself from sneaking peeks over their exchange and while he was still a tiny bit jealous, he was aware of Honey’s efforts to keep it friendly and respectful. If Noct was too overwhelmed, she would stop and go back to simple bunny kisses. If Noct was too eager, she could be bold enough to pinch at his cheek to put the brakes on him. By the time Prompto was fully on witnessing it all, Honey pulled back to put an end on it, her thumb rubbing lines on Noctis’ rosy cheek.

Noct was positively panting, chest heaving slowly as he leaned back into the couch’s bottom. He did it. He could still feel the motions on his lips, even when Honey had moved back to give him so space. Far from imagining his friend, his mind called the image of Luna smiling at him, blushing pink as he probably was right then, both marveling on the flavors lingering on their lips. The tingling of the touch, the pleasant sweetness that wasn’t to overpowering, the nice moisturizing sensation it left behind…

…That was when Prompto caught Noct licking at his lips, sucking at his bottom lip as to commit the flavor to his mind.

“Enoughhhh, Hon… He'll take you back again!”

Noctis’ snapped out of his daydream with Honey’s quiet giggles and soft scolding directed to Prompto. Now what he zealously had between his arms was her body all pressed snug to his chest, yet it was more like he was all wrapped around her like an oversized koala, periwinkle eyes shooting pitiful glares his way as Honey poked at his inflated cheeks.

All the tension that lingered around had lessened, thankfully, after Honey soothed Prom with a merciless round of smooches all over his face. It was enough to buy him time to collect himself and his thoughts, saving the dream for later and allowing himself to face reality once more. It all went back to normal after that, all jokes and shenanigans distracting them from the scenes that had transpired a few minutes earlier. All sobered up, they decided to resume their school work.

As Prompto sulked about homework and sneaked glances over the exercises already done in the book, Noct could only look at Honey and wait before nodding, a wordless thank you shaping on his lips. Honey smiled and made a zipper motion over her lips.

His secret was safe.

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