#hiii orange vibes

[rusticottage]

🍂

[cemefaerie]

i love being gay and i love being attracted to women and i love referring to myself as mlm and i love the way i lose my breath when i see a beautiful woman walking through my work with an arm full of candles and i love being gray asexual and i love the intimacy of what the gray part of that label allows me to be comfortable with and i love kissing men and i love kissing the masc enby i got way too attached to way too quickly and i love the hoodies ive borrowed from two different people and the way they hang off my frame and i love the way my black ripped skinny jeans make me feel like charlie spring and i love playing animal crossing on public transit and i love having to wear turtleneck sweaters to cover hickeys when i go to work and i love midnight coffee shop runs and i love the autumn leaves crunching under my sneakers and i love watching my boy ref hockey and i love the way he looks at me and i love the way he holds my hand and i love the way everybody asks if we’re dating yet and i love the way the enby im sleeping with’s hair falls in his face when they kiss my thighs and how soft it feels between my fingers and how it looks when she ties it up for work and the way their frame dwarfs mine and the way they saw me manic last night and werent scared of me and the way he checked on me and offered to come bring me food when i said i couldnt eat the food i had because right now the idea of eating meat makes me feel ill and i love romanticizing the bi mlm experience and i love romanticizing my life and i love how many people that i have kissed in the last month

[st7rnioioss]

*ೃ༄ we fell in love in october

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt sturniolo x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and matt finally confess your mutual feelings - even during you boths favorite season!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: fluff, friends to lovers, kissing

a/n: hiii everyoneee. i literally just realised i reached 1.4k, thats fucking insane, thank you so so much. i love this request, had a lot of fun, thank you!!!

this is based off this request!

───────── 🐇 Matt was walking beside you up to your house. You had just been driving around the area, talking about all sorts of topics. From high school to work to your personal lives.

“Thanks for walking me home, Matt. It was nice spending time with you today,” you smiled sincerely, pulling him in for a hug as you reached your front porch.

“It’s my pleasure. I had a lot of fun as well,” he chuckled, bringing his arms around your waist to pull you closer. A bit too close for people who consider themselves ‘just friends’. You pulled away with a bright smile, letting your hand linger on the back of his neck for just a moment.

“You look nice tonight, by the way. I think I kinda forgot to tell you, but I really like that dress,” he laughed nervously, scratching his head. You felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, the single compliment making your cheeks turn a faint pink color.

“Thank you! It’s uh- It’s new actually.” you looked down on yourself, tugging at the end of the floral dress you were wearing. “You look great too,” you nodded with a shy smile, pointing to him.

Matt couldn’t stop smiling. He simply just found you adorable to say the least.

"Thanks,” he beamed, looking back up from your dress to meet your eyes. “Well uh- I should go, it’s getting late. I’ll see you soon, okay?” he smiled, taking a tiny step backwards.

“Yeah, I’ll see you soon. Goodnight, Matt.” you waved, also taking a small step back, trying not to trip over the stairs right behind you.

-

The old door to your house creaked as you pushed it open. You were kind of tired from hanging out with Matt all day, not that it had anything to do with him. It was just getting late. 

You had gone shopping, had lunch, fed ducks at the lake, went for a late night drive, and overall just enjoyed each other's company.

Matt had been your best friend since forever. You met somewhere during junior year in high school, and after that you hadn’t been seen separately. After a few months into senior year you realized you had developed a tiny crush on Matt. That didn’t change though. You were still in love with him to this day.

Matt and his brothers started a YouTube career, and you found a job in a bakery that also sold all kinds of flowers. Because of that, you always had a few bouquets standing around and outside your home, the color and type of flower changing depending on the season and vibe you wanted to go for.

For the past week you had white heliotrope.

You placed your phone and keys on your kitchen counter, slipping out of your coat and shoes after having been out in the chilly weather all day.

A small vibration came from your phone, the screen lighting up. It was a message from Matt.

‘Can I come over tomorrow?’ it read. Matt always wanted to be around you, specifically in your house. He almost loved it more than you did. You quickly picked up the phone, positioning yourself on the kitchen counter to answer him immediately with a 

‘Yes, of course :) We can watch that movie you were talking about if you want’.

‘Yeah, I’d love that. See you tomorrow then!’

You smiled to yourself, turning off your phone as you got down from the counter.

The small house you lived in was quite cozy. There wasn’t much electrical light, most of it being from either the fireplace or the candles you had propped up everywhere, or a lamp that had the same orange light as the candles. You paced around, lighting each and every candle that was in the kitchen and living room, creating a soft orange-like light. On top of that, the faint smell of cinnamon and apple made it even better. It wasn’t too artificial of a smell, not making people literally gag when they walked in. Matt seemed to like it a lot.

-

The next morning you woke up to the sunlight through your gingham curtain. Your friends found the curtains absolutely horrible, but you liked the vibe of the red and white. It just suited the rest of your interior.

Your phone had a message from Matt, asking if it was okay to come over around 8, since he was filming a video with his brothers. You replied with a ‘Yes, that’s perfect’, making your way downstairs to make breakfast.

-

At around 7.30pm you still had no idea what to put on. Not that it mattered, Matt had seen you in all sorts of situations, but it was something you relied a lot on.

You settled on something cozy but casual, knowing you were gonna watch a movie, so jeans would probably get uncomfortable. The makeup you had put on a few hours ago needed a touch up, as well as your hair.

That took you just the right amount of time, because right as you went downstairs to light the candles, there was a knock on the door. You rushed up to it, looking at your hair in the mirror before opening the door, revealing Matt.

“Hi, Matt! Come on in!” you smiled, opening the door further for him to get inside. You could swear he was lingering his gaze just a little too long on you, but you were pulled out of your thoughts when Matt leaned in to hug you.

“Hey, thanks for letting me come over, you know how much I love your place,” he smiled, letting you go as he took off his jacket. You just smiled back in return, making your way to the kitchen.

“So uh- Do you want to bake some cookies before starting the movie?” you smiled shyly, holding up a bowl in front of you.

His face lit up, and you took that as a yes.

-

After way too long, the cookies were finally done. With that being said, it took you a few throws of flour, way too many jokes, a shit ton of chocolate chips eaten from the bag, and a bunch of laughter.

“Oh my god, they look fucking delicious,” you smiled, pressing your nose up against the oven to get a look on the cookies.

“Really? Let me see, move,” he giggled, pushing you gently to the side with his hands on each side of your waist. Your face turned beet red, avoiding looking him up in the eyes, only erupting a quiet chuckle.

“Oh yeah, you’re right. I think we did an amazing job,” he raised his brows, letting one hand go of you to reach out for a high-five.

-

“Wait, was it this one? Friday the 13th, the 2009 one?” you asked, scrolling through the insane amount of horror movies on Netflix. Matt nodded with a hum, his mouth too filled with cookies to answer you verbally. You pressed start, leaning back against the headboard of your bed. Matt wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer under the stupid amount of blankets, making you smile to yourself.

The window to your room was open, letting a view of a beautiful, now orange, tree standing in your backyard show. Matt had helped you light a few candles, the usual cinnamon-apple ones. Your normally neat bed was now completely messy, a duvet, blankets, and pillows resting everywhere.

Matt’s heart was practically beating out of his chest. He, too, had always had the biggest, fattest crush on you. Even holding you this close made his head spin. You were caught up with the start of the movie, but Matt sure as hell wasn’t. Even though he seemed relaxed enough to you, he was tense, trying to think of anything else but you, but it seemed far from possible to him. He needed to do something.

About 40 minutes into the movie, he turned body to you.

“Hey- uh. Can I just tell you something really quick?” he stuttered, positioning his body so he was facing you. You nodded, taking the cup of tea from your lips to place it on your nightstand.

“Sure, what’s up?” you smiled back at him, letting your eyes wander from his hair to his eyes, now rosy cheeks and lips, taking in all his features.

“It’s just- I’m sorry if this is sudden I just-” he stopped, sighing as he couldn’t seem to get the words out.

“I really like you. Not just as a friend, I really really want to take you out. Fuck, you know, I like you like you,” he giggled, the words were flying out of his words. Your eyes were wide, lips slightly parted from the sudden confession.

“I’m in love with you, and I just wanted to let you know.” he finally stopped speaking, allowing you to speak as well.

“You have got to be kidding me. Oh my God, I-” you started laughing. Matt was slightly confused.

“What? Sorry, did I say something wrong? I’m sorry, it’s totally fine if you don’t like me back, I just thought-” you cut him off, pressing your lips to his. Quickly, you pulled back to watch his reaction. 

You simply couldn’t stop yourself from giggling nervously, cheeks turning completely red. He didn’t say anything, he just simply stared in disbelief.

“Why did you stop?” he whispered, his eyes lingering on your lips. His hands found his way to the back of your neck, lacing his fingers through your hair.

“Sorry, I don’t know. It just seemed surreal for a second,” you laughed, placing a hand on his cheek. With that, he pulled you closer by your neck, sealing his lips with yours once again. This time, he was not ready to pull back anytime soon.

His hands roamed around the back of your head, holding your head as close as possible. He had been waiting for you for years. Your hands were on him as well. One cupping his cheek, the other resting on his shoulder. It took you a minute to pull back, simply craving air.

You looked up at him, a goofy smile appearing on both your faces while you both panted.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve stopped myself from doing that,” Matt admitted, keeping your hands on each other.

“Me too. I think I figured out I liked you during an English class. I literally sprinted home to write all my overthinking down in my diary,” you giggled, leaning closer into him to hug him.

He immediately melted into your touch, resting his face in the crook of your neck to inhale your sweet scent. The one he never got tired of.

“Can you kiss me again? I’m not wasting one minute after waiting for this long,” he chuckled, cupping your face with both of his hands.

“Matt, you don’t have to ask, just do it,” you laughed at his adorable question, but you gave in anyway, leaning up once more to kiss him from his cheek to finally seal the distance between your lips again.

And that’s basically how the night went. Movie still playing in the background, nearing the end, Matt leaning over you, leaving kisses on the sides of your face, forehead, cheeks, lips, neck, collarbone, any place imaginable. The candles were about to burn out, your cup of tea getting cold from not being drinked in the past 30 minutes.

To no one's surprise, he ended up staying over for the rest of the night.

a/n: stop why am i literally craving fall right now. wheres the rest of the "i hate summer" people at.

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[quibbs126]

Hiii, you still making fanchilds?? I just wanted to ask you if you could draw the fanchild of Cinnamon cookie and my oc (From my secondary account) Blackberry tart?? Here is a drawing of him

Sorry it took a while, but here we are, this is Cinnamon Tart Cookie

So Cinnamon Tart here is a circus performer, I think a harlequin? They know magic, and probably use it in their performances. They could have probably been a skilled wizard, but they chose the performer lifestyle

(I’m gonna be honest, I never figured out their gender, so nonbinary it is)

As seen by the sketch, they curl their hair, though it’s naturally straight. Not only that, but the cheek marks are makeup. There’s probably also a difference in how they act on stage and in real life, but I don’t really know. They’re probably more whimsical on stage

They also have a performing partner. I don’t know who, they’re probably not another fankid, but they likely have a contrasting color palette of orange outfit and purple hair. They’re pretty close, even outside of work

Sorry I don’t really have much in terms of their personality, just the vibe

I don’t entirely remember where the name came from, since I came up with it months ago, but I’m pretty sure I based them off of apple cinnamon tarts. I think it was just trying to combine cinnamon with tarts, but it works

Apple cinnamon tarts:

So the reason Cinnamon Tart has all those round parts is because of the patterns on the tarts when I looked them up, and I wanted to incorporate that. They are supposed to have apple in their dough

I wonder if their colors are too gaudy, but at the same time, they’re a circus performer, so I guess it makes sense

I also wonder if they look not enough like either parent, though which one keeps flip flopping. Maybe because of that, it’s fine, but I’m not sure

Also I thought Blackberry Tart had a beauty mark, hence why I gave Cinnamon Tart one, but now I see he doesn’t, so oh well

And I don’t remember much else, so I guess I’ll end it here. Sorry the description’s a bit sparse. I didn’t have much of a thought process, just vibes, but I think they turned out good

Well in any case, you like them!

[seariii]

🍓:D

KAWAAAA HIII!!!! OKAY OKAY SO IDK HOW THIS WILL SOUND BUT YOU GIVE THE VIBE LIKE YOU TASTE LIKE ORANGE BREAD??? THATS SO GOOD!!!! ALSO i really like to see you around!!! it makes me happy!! I think you are very cool and i wish i could talk more to you!!! a pretty person that i love to see in my dash <333

[martyryo]

how do you pick out such cool colors and outfits?!? :000 i love your art :3

HIII, THANKS KNOWING YOU ENJOY JT MAKES ME SO HAPPY AWAWAWAWAW😭❤️❤️

Also, I'm sorry if answers will disappoint you but I don't have a thought behind color picking. Truth is lately I've been just using colors I like, trying to make them fit to the overall vibe of the drawing.

For example, in the vamp marla drawings I used a dark moldy orange cause it reminded me of rust and decay, and with that I added some tilted bright magenta lines to contrast it and make it pop. That's it. And to figure them out I just kept modifying the hue until I liked the combination. So I guess, play around with colors, be silly :3

Oh also lines and halftones play a big role in my drawings. I don't like having many elements of the same value one next to the other, cause they don't make each other stand out. (imagine a plain outfit with EVERYTHING black. Nothing else. Kinda boring).

I try in fact to put dark areas next to brighter ones so their shapes are more distinct to the sight (the eyes in the drawing for example wouldn't be so visible if there wasn't the dark eyeshadow to drag your eyes towards them. The hair has subtle black lines as texture while the skin has halftones, this makes the brain perceive them as different).

Now for the outfits...well, since the past months I've been drawing the same 3 blorbos in their canon fits, soooo use reference I would say... referencing things is always the best thing you can do, from fits and especially colors if you're trying to obtain a certain mood or atmosphere (and I be forgetting cause I'm lazy but don't be like me 💥).

I did design the following fits out of raw imagination, but I needed some reference for cowboy and pirate fits on pinterest.

In these cases I tried to add some recurring patters for each of them.

Narrator has many horizontal lines going on on the pants (design and the dangly things on the side) while also having like two belts and a string. More lines yippie!

With marla I went with earrings matching the necklace, while also adding lace (is that how it's called??) on the rims of her top, glove things and collar. For her top and skirt I went with vertical lines that are also present on her stockings while cloak/scarf has those repeating things at the end (me when I don't know clothing vocabulary).

Tyler has kinda the more boring fit cause I was getting tired. I was trying to go with items of the upper body being tighter while having large pants with bug boots, kinda triangle shaped, but ehh I need to work more on that. Reoccurring would be the flowy clothes folds cause I view them as soft materials contrasted with a more rough vest. I tried to add on that soap bubbles patterns but it's kind of a weak effect so fnenrne.

Again. Reference. And taking breaks between designs cause your brain at some point has enough of your ideas.

Uhmm idk if all this yapping in an okay answer for you, I spent all afternoon trying to analyze my drawings and I was going insane. But I thank you for asking cause you made me realize I should adapt to a stable technique huehue =w=

Also for school work, when I need to pick colors, the website I linked below is the tool I always use. You can search for an already existing palette or generate a random one u.u

Lmk if you wanna know anything else, I'll try my best to answer. Have a great day <3

[linashirou]

Hiii! For the ask game

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

💞 @ your favorite blog.

🍪 probably, I will be a lemon or orange flavored.

✨ I have two big nicknames in life: Lina and Misa. One is because Lina Inverse, the other after Misa Hayase. And both are totally fine.

🌿 everyting that fits the Gothic Lolita (Specially kuro) /Aristocrat vibes.

💞 Almost all my moots: @sillyfriendssharingablog @hc-svnt-dracones95 @tkachevskaya @hueyemmerichsbabygirl @havoc-inv @notpink-ri @scieel @kleiner-ghost @oafishwoman and many others! love you all

[stanathaaaaaaaaaa]

Hey

How re you doing?? Well I love your blog. The first things when I look at your blog is how vibrant it is...there is different kind of moodboards based on different zodiac signs. It's so cool. I find it really nice, it's just soothing ot the eye. I love the game you hold. I would like to get a moodboard too.A name based and vibe based moodboard.

My name is cheril. I am gemini sun, virgo moon and leo rising. I am she/her. Thankyou so much for the opportunity.

Have a good day ahead.💙

Hiii Cheril, Thank you so much for the detailed description really pleased with it and yes I try my best to set my moodboards apart hence you'll see colorful accents in several of my moodboards as to bring out the essence and to connect with your energy. Thank you so much for participating in my games really glad that you enjoy my games

As always such fresh and beautiful vibes from your ask not going to lie such zeal!!. I've added blue and orange cause of your youthful and optimistic spirit with a hint of dreamy imagination and curiosity ✨️

Vibe moodboard

Cheril Core

Feedbacks, Reblogs, Likes and Comments are loved and appreciated 🐍✨️

[killingsboys]

⌛💖🎨 !!!

hiii milo tysm for asking 💞

⌛️ [Hourglass] How long have you been working on this WIP?

i first came up with the concept on march 23 according to my texts with coco so it's been a second!! i didn't really go to town on it until like late may though i think

💖 [Heart] What is your favorite moment in this WIP?

answered here however in the interest of ~ practicing self love ~ i will also give a shoutout to the scene i wrote yesterday? the day before? about a pair of paintings that grantaire has painted.... i had a lot of fun with my symbolism and my increasingly strange historical research :)

‍🎨 [Palette] If your WIP was a color, which color would it be?

i have no good reason for this but to me it's like a dusty blue color and a soft orange. cannot explain it just the vibe <3

random wip ask game!

[jettorii]

IM SO LATE BUT I WANTED TO SHOW MY SPIDEY SONA

His name’s Percy! Im still kinda unhappy with the outfits I’ve come up with. His color scheme is white and pastel orange/yellow! I can’t color him because I’m crazy colorblind and I’m not positive he would come out correctly but I love him😭

HIII NO WORRIES I LOVE SEEING SPIDERSONAS

and omgg. i LOVE JESTER/CIRCUS BASED DESIGNS UGHAHHH THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE THE LITTLE CUFFS AROUND THE LEGS AND THE OVERALL VIBE TO THE DESIGN

you should definitely color it though!!!!! never hurts to try n i think it would turn out great >:]]]

[secrettastemakerland]

Answering "Reblog this and let people send you asks (anonymously or not) about how they would describe your fics, your writing style or just anything they've thought about when reading your work" !! HIII okay so I've only read one of your fics so far and it was a short one so I might not be the best person to answer this but I'm so glad you reblogged that post bc I actually do remember getting specific thoughts & feelings when reading one of yours!! I'm not sure if your writing is always like this but in that fic (the one I commented on!!) it felt,,, cozy. it felt warm and familiar and the writing had life to it. it wasn't just Character A walking over to Character B's house (and then room). no, there were explanations, actions, emotions, thoughts and even little bits of humour in between. and that really added to the writing!!!! the story also flowed amazingly!! it was a short fic but it didn't even feel rushed!! everything just felt natural. it was all cohesive from one paragraph to the next and I adore that!! and the descriptions were wonderful!!! painted an image in my mind very easily. one I can only describe the image as love. if the fic was an artwork, it'd have a soft grainy/noisy textured layer over it and the colour palette would be of warm pinks and oranges -- and not just bc I was getting 'sun beginning to set' vibes from it, but also bc of how soft & tender the hurt/comfort in the fic was. also, I remember opening it, reading the first 1 or 2 paragraphs and then getting so genuinely excited bc by then I could already tell you could write well LMAO -- and I was right!! you CAN write well!!! like just in general too!! idk how exactly to explain this but basically what I mean is that you're good at coming up with unique sentences and not super straight-forward plain ones!! but anyways ya!! also, sorry for writing so much!!! I didn't realise I had so much to say 😭😭 (^ /gen to all of the above 💗) - 💎

okay so.

I've been hoarding this for like 2 weeks now and at first I had like the typical kicking my feet, twirling my hair, gotta kiss anon on the mouth (platonically duh) kinda reaction. I was ready to search all of tumblr for the epic poet in my askbox. UNTIL I GOT TO THE END!

I read the end (lol i saw the emoji) and felt magically, red string-a-lly compelled to write a simonette fic. For some strange reason.

So here she is: a slightly longer simonette secret flavored fic!

Jeanette sneezed, readjusted her glasses, and then sneezed again. She wiped her nose miserably before she let out a trio of more sneezes.

Honestly, if the shelves didn't need dusting, she would have stopped. But, alas, Brittany had begged and pleaded with her to do her chores this week in order for her to go on a date.

("And I triple, no, quadruple! promise I won't ask you if we're soulmates this time, Jean!"

"You're not supposed to be asking her that anyway," Eleanor scoffed from the other side of their bedroom.

Brittany stuck her tongue out at her before she returned to her begging and pleading. "Oh, pretty please, Jeanette!")

So Jeanette had agreed, if only to be spared from Brittany's puppy dog pout and crocodile tears combo. That and her obvious hopeless romantic tendencies aside (Brittany's soulmate was a street musician around the corner and, although she wouldn't tell her, she hoped that this date might somehow led her to her soulmate), she really did enjoy working at the shop.

Planting new flowers, experimenting with new potion combinations, organizing, and then reorganizing new spell books, Jeanette loved all of it.

Jeanette pouted as she watched her hat fall to the ground after another round of sneezes. Okay, maybe she didn't love every job at the shop. The heavens above knew that she wasn't exactly helpful during a lunch rush.

Her hand waved the duster with an excited flourish, more than ready to be rid of the dust and its cruel attacks to her nose. Unfortunately, that only made the dust to throw itself back towards her, causing her not only to sneeze once again, but also caused her to sneeze herself right off the ladder, towards the ground.

She let out a breath of relief as she bounced on the summoned daisy bed, catching her fall, returning the smile her little sister was giving her.

Read on ao3

[funky-sea-cryptid]

Hiya Tam! For the ask game; may I ask for Graphite and Pastels for Artemy, and Paper and Film for you please 🥰?

hiii lyra! thank you for the ask :D

Graphite: what's something decently common that your character does in a unique or different way? (like how graphite is present in all pencils, but not everyone uses pure graphite)

artemy like. he flies on a broom sidesaddle. he's a pretty princess! it's important! (plus he says it's comfier)

Pastels: Give me three colors that best represent your OC. Now give me three colors that your OC likes best. Is there an overlap?

artemy is red/orange/brown-coded, but he really likes blue/purple/red. red is a very good color! he's kinda maroon to me tho.

Paper: Who do you feel is your most two-dimensional or underdeveloped OC? Why is this? (including those that are still in development/haven't been written about yet)

CRIES SCREAMS oh my goddd it's probably joey. oh joey. i need to free you from the bounds of obscurity you little devilhost freak. and probably also rosamynn.

Film: Which one of your fics do you think would work best if turned into a movie? Who would direct it?

it would probably be movement tethys or awful edges. noli me is something best read, but awful edges and tethys have like... Vibes you know like. vibes

that and the upcoming regency patowill fic that i swear will come out as soon as we finish blood of both and also get to part 2 tethys.

(but i dont know a lot of directors LOL)

[alphabetboyluvr]

Hiii, I’m headed to South Korea in a couple days and wondering if you have any must-do/see/eat recommendations in the Seoul or Busan area! :)

ahh exciting, I hope you have the best time! the weather's cooling so youve chosen a great time ^^

for seoul, ikseondong is a really sweet hanok-lined neighbourhood crammed full of places to eat / things to do. you can easily lose a day here! there's a tteok shop that sells traditional rice cakes - I loveeee tteok so much, so you should deffo try some!

one of my fave cafe chains is camel coffee. they've got branches dotted all over the place in seoul - the seongsu branch is tiny and I love it, the one near seoul forest (no.7) is probably my fave.

my must-visit place for a bts lover is DAEO bookstore/cafe. its where I take all of my bts friends on their first visits - namjoon has been a couple of times and the vibe is just immaculate.

it's probably already on your list, but hyuga, the cafe in the old bts dorm is worth a visit - you might see an old post it note from me there hehe.

The Royal in itaewon is one of my fave brunch spots, and Plant too (but you're often waiting for a table).

for busan - DADAEPO!!!! it's my fave beach and you get the most gorgeous sunset over a mountainous horizon. just stunning!! ride the orange line right to the end, and you'll find it ^^

now the weather is cooling, I'd suggest the igidae coastal trail, too. I'm not a hiker at all, but it's a pretty chill trail and has the most amazing views.

there's a cafe called little aus that I highly recommend - again, a good brunch spot!!

I'm very much a cafe throughout the day as opposed to a big meal in the evening kinda girlie haha.

for general branches all over the country, ttangttangs chicken do my fave chicken - the herb chicken is to die for and the herb fries, my gaaaawd I love them. they've got branches in loads of places, but there's one right near haeundae beach front. dooki tteokbokki is a chain of serve yourself / buffet style tteokbokki. Good for small groups!

if you want, you can message me off anon and I can send you a list of navermaps pins for my faves ^^

enjoy your trip!!!

[ethereal-maia]

Hiii !! I am a bit late, but congrats on your 100 followers !!! 🥰🧡❀

amelie 😆🫶

hi hi! thank you so much!!! here you are:

you give suchhhhh orange vibes!!! + I got kit and jade in the middle bc I know you like them ^^

[farceargon]

my love my dear <3 blows u a kiss. 1, 20 and 30 for the asks :-3?

HIII MWAH!! I push you down the stairs beloved!!!

1 . what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

Oh you had to pick the hard one huh. | I really have no idea about what shaped me... I suppose that dinosaurs did? Classic kid thing to start fixations with, those things consumed my childhood and I still love them. It's thanks to them that I branched into drawing dragons, then got to where I am. Casual eldritch/biology enjoyer. Games for sure, 100%. Honestly I think my neighbour falls into this place too. He was the younger brother but I got on way better with him. I'd say we were almost best friends, we'd spend majority of our afternoons throughout all his primary school years (+2 of my high school years) playing Skylanders together and talking about Pokemon. We saw each other almost daily!! I don't know where he is now or how he's doing, but I hope he's doing great out there. He was a good kid, I wouldn't want anything else for him and for how much he helped me become who I am today. I hope he knows how much he still means to me after all this time.

Music. I think would have to be the last thing I can think of. My music taste has changed so much since the start of high school but regardless it was my crutch. My silence was always filled with music if I could help it. On the bus, in the car, at home. It's still the same now too. Music stops me from overthinking and fearing and I always tend to tear up at random moments listening to random songs. I would and do always daydream to it and it powered/powers my thoughts like nothing else. Music kept my creativity alive, especially when I developed some intense anxiety/depression during early years of high school. For that I owe it everything.

20. favourite things about the night?

Oh yes an easy question, PHEW. It's dark, quiet, peaceful, nice on the eyes and generally peak hours 'cause everyone's asleep. Nothing is nicer than having a window open to the darkness outside, hearing the wind blow a cool breeze by. Orange streetlights over the road or Christmas decorations in the dark. Nothing quite as hypnotizing as driving at night and seeing the lights go by in spotty patterns. During the day people are active and about, supposed to be awake and full of energy. I'm a very chill, tired person most of the time and the night is so much less stressful to me. It's down time for everyone and that means I can vibe at my most comfortable. Did I mention it's dark? Light hurts my eyes </3 That's also why I love cloudy af days.

30. what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier?

Cat. My cat. Idk how you're supposed to not feel happy when you're near a little, fluffy creature that loves you. Easy mood booster.

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Hough... This one ended up a little more than I meant. Actually I think both asks did, my bad dfgnjdfh

Thank you for asking though!

[petersbaby]

Wanna bewitch you in the moonlight

Inspired by this song:

Summary: New girl in town goes to a Halloween party and meets a boy. She ends up feeling as though the universe brought them together and becomes immediately enamored with him. Reader has slight yandere/obsessive tendencies (she will come to realize she has an obsessive love disorder.) this is the night they met and where it all started.

This won’t get much traction because it’s so specific and kinda niche, but this is something I’ve been thinking about for a while now and now that it’s Halloween season it’s perfect to start off with this. A Halloween night that would start a great romance.

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Here are some visual aids to go by <3 this is the type of outfit you’re wearing.

It was Halloween and you were going to the biggest party in the school, EVERYONE was talking about it for weeks. It was your favorite holiday, and you couldn’t wait to go and see everyone in their costumes.

It was exciting because it was indeed a costume party, and you could dress up without looking like a weirdo. These days teenagers seem to think they’re “too cool” to wear Halloween costumes.

After school, you get home and shower to begin getting ready for the night which would start in four or five hours, so you had plenty of time. Makeup was first, silver glitter and black eyeliner were definitely the main elements, what really pulled the look together.

Then, your costume. It was a little revealing but still tasteful and classy in a darker way. The biggest aspect of the outfit was a pretty black dress you’d had sitting around for a while now, nowhere fancy enough to wear it and you figured this would be the biggest and best opportunity.

For shoes, you opted for some black converse, the most comfortable option. You couldn’t walk very well in heels anyway. You thought about wearing some type of sweater over your dress, but decided that it would take away from the costume and hide your dress too much.

As you were relatively new, only starting school here in august, you didn’t quite have any real friends. Just a few people who were nice to you, and so you found this to be a good opportunity to maybe meet some people.

You weren’t looking for boys necessarily, but if one wanted to talk to you, you weren’t going to complain.

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9pm

You arrive at the house, which was covered in festive decorations. Orange lights, fog machine, carved pumpkins.

You could hear the music from the end of the driveway, it wasn’t the usual poppy annoying stuff so for that you were excited. Once inside, you take in the vibe. Crowded, for sure, but not so much that it was suffocating.

You walk around a bit, talking to the few people you recognize from school here and there but ultimately decide to get some fresh air.

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You made your way out of the sliding back door, where you noticed there were some people hanging out. Someone was even in the pool for some reason, you figure it must be heated because it’s cold outside.

The music was less blaring, it was an entirely different vibe. The sky was black, stars peppered along its expanse and a bright, full moon shining a dim light on your surroundings. You look to the side and notice a guy sitting on one of the patio chairs, smoking weed (which was very evident from the smell alone).

He looked totally normal, not even the slightest hint of festivity. He looked a little bored, too, so you decide to approach him.

“Hiii. I’m (y/n), is it okay if I sit with you?”

He snaps back to reality as if he’d just been woken up from a trance.

“Oh, um- yeah, sure of course.” He gestures to the other chair. You sit, unsure of what to say to break the ice and make conversation. Once having gotten closer to him, you realized that he’s really really cute and smells quite nice as well. Definitely a hint of tobacco, so you figured you’d try something.

“Do you happen to maybe have a cigarette I could bum?”

“I do, actually. Do I just give off that vibe? Like I participate in devious activities?”

“I mean, you’re literally smoking weed right now. Plus I can smell the cigarette smoke on you so I figured you had some.”

“Oh. Well I’m Eddie. Pardon my late response.”

He reaches into his coat pocket, chuckling, and pulls the pack out.

He grabs you one and hands it to you, along with a black lighter. You put the cigarette in your mouth, flicking the lighter on the tip of it as you try to shield the flame from the wind.

“Thank you.” You hand the lighter back. “So what’s your deal? You’re not dressed up and you don’t look like you’re having too much fun.” He chuckles again.

“I come to parties exclusively to sell.” He taps the metal box that you only just noticed on the table beside him. “This isn’t really my crowd. Mostly preppy kids who are assholes to me until they want drugs.”

“…oh.” You respond, thinking for a minute while you take a drag from the cigarette nestled between your manicured fingers.

“But I like your costume. It’s very cute.” He says with a sweet and slightly shy smile.

“Thank you. You look cute too, you’re dressed as yourself. Very imaginative.” You say with slightly smart tone.

“Are you supposed to be any particular cat, like cat woman, or…?”

“I’m just a cat. A black cat.”

“Fair enough.” He admires your outfit and the way your skin looks under the moonlight, noticing that you have goosebumps all over your arms.

Without saying anything, he leans forward to shrug off his leather jacket and hands it to you.

“Are you sure?” You ask, knowing you really need the warmth but don’t want him to feel like he has to give you his jacket.

You were the one that wore a sleeveless dress in October, after all.

“Yeah, I’m sure. Just don’t lose it, okay? That jacket means a lot to me. Not monetarily, it’s a piece of shit but it has sentimental value.”

“I won’t, I promise. Thank you.” You smile. “I’m gonna go inside to get a drink. I’ll be right back.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to come back out here to hang out with me. I’ll just follow you inside because now I’m cold.”

You start to punch him in the arm. “You said you were fine!”

“I’m just kidding. I’m gonna get one too.” He says, gesturing for you to walk in ahead of him.

You decide to make yourself a cup of the mysterious red drink in the punch bowl instead of a beer because beer is nasty.

Of course, Eddie grabs one. It must be a boy thing, liking such a gross drink. You go into the main room with everyone else and he decides to stay behind, sitting back on a couch near the kitchen.

He wasn’t gonna hold you captive, he’d just find you after the party to get his jacket back. He was definitely intrigued, though.

Throughout the night, he made several sales. Mostly just weed, a couple of hallucinogens. He would watch you from afar, dancing and smiling. You looked so happy.

And you were, you had made friends with a few girls and you felt like you’d known them forever; however that was probably just the alcohol making you feel that way.

One girl in particular had really piqued your interest, she was gorgeous. Long brown hair, greenish-blue eyes, wearing glittery makeup just like you were. She was wearing an angel costume, the white dress complimenting her tan skin and highlighting her features.

Another cup later, you’re both dancing together lazily and kissing, something she initiated stating that she just did it for fun. You saw no reason to say no, and just decided “fuck it”.

There were eyes on you, no question. But you started to realize there was only one person who you really wanted to look at you, you drape your arms over her shoulders and scan the area around you, searching for his face.

Just when you were about to give up, you spotted him in the corner of the kitchen, in the next room. When your eyes found him, they immediately made contact with his, and you realize he was looking for you too out of the crowd of people. You flash a smile at him and go back to kissing your friend, extra passionately to maybe put on a little show. He was conflicted.

Part of him could watch this all day, but the other part is jealous. Yeah, it was just for shits and giggles, but he still was regardless. You felt a hand on your arm and turned around to see him on the dance floor with you now.

He pulled you away from your friends and closer to him, guiding you back outside to where you had met earlier.

“What’s wrong? I was having fun.” You ask, a little grumpy.

“That’s good, I just wanted to let you know I’m about to head out. I sold my whole inventory.”

“Noooo, wait! You can’t go.” You pout.

It was half not wanting to give his jacket back and half not wanting him to go away and possibly never see you again without even exchanging numbers.

“Dance with me. Just one song, and then you can go. Pleeeease?”

He groans, struggling to resist the adorable pleading face you were making. “I can’t dance.”

“Me neither, you just gotta not care. You know? C’mon!”

“I don’t wanna go back in there. It’s just a bunch of sweaty jocks and wasted girls getting a little too rowdy.”

The last part went right above your head, not registering that he was making a joke about you. A new song starts over the speakers, escaping the house and coming to reach your ears outside.

“Fine. Then here.” You grab his hands, guiding them to rest on your waist and putting your hands against his chest. He gives you a knowing smile, as if to say “I’m a fool for you”. You slow dance in the backyard for the whole song, not caring how silly you looked to anyone else or if anyone else was even seeing you.

When the song comes to an end and dies down, you pull away but his hands stay at your sides. In one movement, impulsivity and desire take over as you press your lips to his, kissing him softly.

You were scared, that maybe you were a little too bold and that you did this too soon and freaked him out. You realize you haven’t done anything he didn’t want to do when he starts kissing you back almost right away.

Your hands held either side of his face, fingertips lightly brushing his cheeks.

Either way, you overthink it still. “I’m sorry”, you say, as you pulled away from each other completely this time. Your breathing was a little fast, but it was the best feeling. You felt that maybe this was the start of something; and that from this point on you would love this boy.

You were fucked. He doesn’t respond, and goes back in to kiss you again, using his lips to tell you that you have nothing to be sorry for.

It was getting late, and you noticed that the music had gotten quieter and the amount of people was starting to lessen.

The party was starting to be over, and you had to go home, but you didn’t want to. Hours ago, you didn’t know this guy but now it felt heart wrenching to have to be away from him.

“Do you want me to take you home?” He asks.

You nod and follow him to the road to his van.

(Part 2)