#i get excited when i see yellow flowers. yellow is not one of my favourite colours

[theramblingvoid]

Sometimes I think about how even when I'm trying not to be, I am entirely made of the people I love. I recently reconnected with a close friend I hadn't seen in about three years. Apparently they're into watching video essays now. I'm more of a gaming YouTube person, but to each their own, I've always known this friend to be a touch more academic than me anyway. Fair enough. We find other things to talk about.

It is two months later. My watch later list is entirely filled with video essays. Three years is not enough time to forget how to love somebody. I'm glad of that.

[lvioung]

　　　　　　　　　　 　　 🪷 　　Serenade　of　Lilies　:　The　Event

　　𓎡𓎡𓎡　　A　　 @fluiora 　　300　　 special　 ㅤଂ ♡

first things first, thank you all so so SO much for 300 🥹💗 I honestly could not have been here without all of you guys ! ! I can't believe I already reached such a milestone in a span of 2 weeks 💗 thank you all so much for your love and support ! ! you all are absolutely so kind and gorgeous and most of all talented :3 ! ! ! getting to 300 means so much to me in so many ways 🫶🏻 i know my blog is still little, but i hope to see it flourish in the future ! i want to specially thank to all my mutuals & friends that helped me grow throughout this journey and made it absolutely enjoyable ! ! ! ♡ and to celebrate this, not only i will be doing an event for reaching 300, i'll also be doing a face rev on the kmbd community :3 ! ! ! anyway, all things stated, i hope you enjoy this event since i spent a lot of time on this, now let's move on to the actual event ! !

Mindy and her family had been looking forward to their weekend getaway to a peaceful cabin near a stunning lily field. The cabin was nestled by a lake, surrounded by lush greenery, and just a short walk away from the famous Lily Valley, where lilies of all kinds bloomed in every colour imaginable.

One sunny afternoon, while her family was relaxing by the lake, Mindy decided to take a solo stroll through the valley. As she walked along the path, she admired the beauty around her—the soft breeze, the vibrant wildflowers, and, of course, the lilies. As she wandered deeper into Lily Valley, she came across a breathtaking sight: a bundle of lilies in shades of pink, yellow, white, and blue, swaying gently in the wind. They looked like something out of a dream.

Mindy was completely captivated by them. She bent down and carefully picked a few of the most beautiful lilies, making sure to gather a variety of colours. She smiled to herself, thinking how perfect these flowers would be as gifts for her friends when she got back from her trip. She imagined how happy they would be to receive such beautiful and unique flowers. With her hands full of lilies, she made her way back to the cabin, eager to share the joy she had found in Lily Valley.

Someone knocks on your door, and when you open it, there stands your good friend Mindy, grinning on your front porch.

"Hey there, friend!!" she exclaims, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Sorry for showing up out of the blue, but I wanted to surprise you!"

Mindy steps forward, holding something behind her back. "I just got back from Lily Valley—I went with my family a couple of days ago, and it was amazing! We stayed near the most beautiful spot, and one afternoon, I decided to take a walk on my own. While I was exploring, I came across a field of lilies, and oh my gosh, I fell in love with them! There were so many different colours—pink, yellow, white, and even blue."

With a big smile, she reveals a stunning lily from behind her back and hands it to you. "I picked a bunch of them and thought, ‘Why not share them with my best friends?’ And of course, you deserve one of the prettiest ones! Here you go, a gorgeous lily for a gorgeous friend!"

She beams, waiting for your reaction. "I knew you’d love it!"

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🐰ㅤㅤㅤ 🪷ㅤ ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ㅤㅤ about In this event, you'll be creating a mood board centered around the beautiful lily. I chose lilies for this event because they’re one of my absolute favourite flowers. Lilies have such a peaceful and calming look, especially the white ones, and they’re all incredibly stunning ♡ these are just two of the many reasons why I love them so much, and I hope this event helps you appreciate their beauty and charm as well. Each type of lily carries a deep, unique meaning, and I can't wait for all of you to explore the different colours and their significance through this creative experience !

ㅤㅤhowㅤitㅤworks ㅤ🐰ㅤㅤㅤ 🪷ㅤ ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

You are expected to dm @m-indy a number from 1 to 4, and in return, she’ll gift you a unique lily along with its meaning and color. Each lily is different, with its own special significance and vibrant hue ♡ Once you receive your lily from your lovely friend @m-indy, your task is to create a mood board featuring that flower. It doesn’t have to be the exact image she sends, but if you choose a different one, it must be the same type of lily in the color she assigned you. While @m-indy will provide the meaning behind the lily, basing your mood board on the meaning is totally up to you—it’s an optional touch of creativity!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🐰ㅤㅤㅤ 🪷ㅤ ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ㅤㅤ rules

— your moodboard has to include the lily Mindy has given you. (doesn't need to be the exact image) — moodpboard has to be completely made by you (divs, locs, pngs are fine as long as you credit the owner) — tag me in the moodboard or in the comments + use the tag #𝓢erenade of 𝓛ilies : 𝓣he 𝓔vent when submitting your entry or it wont be counted. — two entries per person max. — do not copy others, 3 pictures from another moodboard will be considered copying and will lead to a disqualification. — dm me for any extensions and concerns you might have! — last but not least, have fun!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhowㅤtoㅤjoin ㅤ🐰ㅤㅤㅤ 🪷ㅤ ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ㅤ — comment joining + your favourite flower — like + reblog & tag 4 or more mutuals who you think would like to join — deadline is on november 20th

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 🐰ㅤㅤㅤ 🪷ㅤ ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ㅤㅤ prizes ㅤㅤㅤ：ㅤ 1st placeㅤㅤ：ㅤ 100 rblgs on 2 mbs of ur choice, 5 custom mbs, 5 custom word divs,  shout out ㅤㅤㅤ：ㅤ 2nd placeㅤㅤ：ㅤ 100 rblgs on 1 mb of ur choice, 4 custom mbs 2 custom word divs, shout out ㅤㅤㅤ：ㅤ 3rd placeㅤㅤ：ㅤ 80 rblgs on 1 mb of choice, 2 custom mbs, shout out ㅤㅤ˖ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ㅤ runner upsㅤㅤ：ㅤ 50 rblgs on 1 mb of choice and a shoutout ㅤㅤㅤ： all participants of the event will get 15 rblgs on their entry. ㅤㅤㅤ： all reblogs will be done on my rblg acc @sacrism

hai guys :3 I hope u guys enjoy and like this event AHHH and I hope it doesn’t flop… please dont make it flop sighs.. I put my blood, sweat and tears on to this (I started last night and stayed up) as for my first event I think this is really cute and im so in love nd I hope u guys feel the same T_T BUT WOOHOO 300!!! Thank u al so much again :33 I love you guys sososo much and u all the sweetest human beings ever, hugs and kisses from yours truly :3 ( also hey again,,,.. this is suni from exactly 1:27 am aest typing all of this down.. sobs anyway im gonna schedule this post at around oct 25 12pm aest or probs earlier cause im impatient!!! dont let this flop and soz for the lame prizes )

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@nikist-4-n @purinkiss @cg1rl @flaireur @n-americano

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@beompercar @jimzittos @wonysmiu @fairyfaes @et2rnity

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@nepentheism @tzulipss @studiogyu @draculasdaughterrr @jimzittos

[ceratedfish24]

realised recently that all the amazing takes on scott are ALL from YOU‼️‼️‼️ /pos

as an avid scott fan and watcher it makes me really happy to see so many more things about scott that don't label him as abusive or completely remove/ignore him entirely

thank you for all the rarepair posts as well i am RABID over scott rarepairs

please please if you wish you can use this ask to go off about any scott rarepairs or mainstream (??) ships that you want!!!! i will sit and listen happily like a child listening to their favourite story being told to them because your takes are so right and cool

Aw I’m so happy to hear that! Thank you so much <3 It always brightens my day to hear that my posts can be a little light in a sea of hypocrisy and/or unnecessary negativity surrounding literally one of the nicest people in the life series.

I ADORE Scott rarepairs! He just has such great chemistry with everyone, and I love to dig a little deeper into why specifically they like about each other.

Majorwood – I’m honestly not entirely sure if this is a rarepair or a mainstream? I feel like a lot of people know of it but don’t see it unless they naturally watched Martyn or Scott’s Limited Life perspective, whereas a lot of people watched Jimmy and Scott’s 3rd Life FOR Flower Husbands or watched Martyn or Ren’s 3rd Life FOR Treebark. It’s in a sort of liminal space between mainstream and rarepair.

Anyways, I love these two so much if only because they were so at odds with each other for so long only to thrive once they put their differences aside and learned to appreciate what makes them individually such a force to be reckoned with. I think that their attraction towards each other was a very slow thing, something quiet and natural, and then Martyn having to bring Scott to yellow was the final puzzle piece that fell into place. Martyn’s possessiveness and protectiveness over Scott truly meant so much to me. He had so much respect and affection for Scott, that any betrayal or offense against Scott was an insult to Martyn, too.

In fact, I think Martyn may have had too much respect for Scott. I have always felt as though Martyn attacked Scott before he attacked Impulse because he knew that Scott’s reaction time was just so much better than Impulse’s and that Scott would have remained relatively calm, which would make him dangerous, whereas Impulse was caught off guard and panicked. However, I also think that, had Martyn killed just Impulse, Scott would have given himself over to Martyn willingly. I believe that that had always been Scott’s intentions, hence why he was so at peace with Martyn taking the last of his time. Sacrifice is not something that Martyn understands very well, especially not a sacrifice as significant as the last. I think Martyn respected how skilled Scott is to the point of fear, and it led him to underestimate the extent of Scott’s loyalty. Don’t get me wrong, I think Martyn made all of the right decisions. Eliminating Scott first ensured that there was no chance that Scott, who – no offense, Impulse – is definitely the more practiced PVPer between him and Impulse – we all saw him kill Impulse like 4 times back to back – wouldn’t fight back. I was screaming and cheering with delight and excitement when I saw that play. What a brilliant and fitting end to such a violent, starving series. Limited Life was definitely my favorite season until Wild Life.

Scottho – Speaking of Wild Life, OH MY GOSH WILD LIFE SCOTTHO MY BELOVED?? Something about how Etho was always so comfortable around Scott despite how little we’ve gotten to see them interact with one another always really spoke to me, but this season? The way Scott was so quick to embrace Etho into the Gs, even if it was a secret alliance, was so full of trust. There was no suspicion on Scott’s end that this was some kind of trick, that Etho had alternate motives for agreeing to join their team even though it had been Etho’s own idea.

There’s been quite a few accidental final kills in the Life Series, but Etho is known for picking whatever team will take him in the moment. The fact that Etho’s first reaction to accidentally killing Scott was “I was aiming for Joel!” was very unusual. Gem was right there, loudly excited that Etho had killed Scott. Gem and Joel were Etho’s strongest alliance, but he chose to make sure that everyone knew that he honored his promise to Scott above all, regardless of who it would put him at odds with.

Etho has affection for so many people in the Life Series, but affection is of little consequence in the Life Series. He’s said it himself. “Do you think I have a soft spot for anyone right now?” What Etho has for Scott is more than affection. It’s respect. He genuinely has so much respect for Scott’s playstyle, and you can tell that he was so surprised to hear that the Gs’ approach towards their teammates is not based on worth but on loyalty, especially what with how the Tuff Guys’ approach towards their teammates was so very strictly based on worth.

On top of that, Etho is very close to Cleo and Gem, who are both pretty similar to Scott in terms of humor. From there, he has absolutely zeroed in on Scott’s humor, just absolutely cross referenced the life out of how Scott’s brain works and hit the nail on the head. Absurd of him, in my opinion.

On a less evidence based note and a more delusion based note, Etho’s relationship with Scott is the kind that makes him want to kiss Scott’s knuckles and all the way up his arm until he reaches Scott’s jaw. Those two slow dance in their kitchen in the morning. Scott is the only person who can get Etho to get sappy. Scott is just so earnest and kind, and it makes Etho want to hold him in his arms and keep him safe and sound. Etho hates drinking coffee if it wasn’t made by Scott. It’s not the taste that bothers him; it’s just the principle of the thing. Scott loves Etho because Etho is a constant comfort who also knows when and how to make him laugh. Etho loves Scott because, though he may tease, Scott would never judge him for being vulnerable. They’re each other’s safe space. Etho would simply be the most gentlemanly partner to Scott, and it would totally work on Scott.

Unlike Joel and Bdubs, Scott is entirely neutral about horses. This frustrates Bdubs, who was hoping that Etho’s new boyfriend would at least be on his side in the horse conflict between Bdubs and Joel. Scott has been monitoring this horse war and reporting back to Etho about it as soon as Etho gets home. This is how Etho learns what “spilling the tea” means.

I may be writing about them celebrating the holidays pretty soon.

Scott/Doc – Hear me out hear me out hear me out. I know they’ve never talked even once, but hear me out. Big, strong, stoic engineer working in his lab all day + suave pretty boy who sits on Doc’s desk and is a general safety hazard the whole time. Doc getting frustrated with Scott, because how is he supposed to work when there’s a pretty boy flirting with him in his lab all day? Scott also has to make sure that Doc eats and sleeps and drinks water, and he uses all of these as excuses to flirt with Doc. He spoons food into Doc’s mouth while Doc’s working and asks Doc to make eye contact with him during it. He holds the glass up to Doc’s lips. He drags Doc to bed and complains that he’s so cold without Doc next to him. It works on Doc every single time, because it’s Scott. Doc isn’t about to say “no” to him. There’s few things Scott loves as a big, strong, competent man who only shows his soft side around certain people and is easily annoyed by literally 4 people. Additionally, the sum of the pettiness between the two of them? Oh heavens.

Doc really values loyalty, and there’s none as loyal as Scott. Grian would go to Scott to ask for secrets he can use to further annoy Doc, but Scott would not give anything up. We’ve seen before that Scott does not let up information about those he loves even if it’s just for a prank. The only person who Scott allows to prank Doc is Cleo, but only if Scott is also involved.

Thank you for the ask and for giving me an opening to yap about some of my favorite rarepairs!! I hope you enjoyed my opinions and headcanons!🩵🩵🩵

[rogueddie]

Leap of Faith T | 1,286 words Prompt for @steddielovemonth: Love is saying 'I love you' even when you're scared

Eddie has never been very good at figuring out where his limits lay. It's something that usually proves good- he's willing to try to do anything, sure he can do it and he usually finds that he either can or he can pick up the skills neccessary very fast.

When it comes to romance, he's never quite got it.

He's not sure Robin "gets it" either, but she knows Steve better than he ever could. He trusts her to plan something that would, at the very least, be something Steve would enjoy.

It might not get him a boyfriend at the end of it, but it will at least make Steve happy. It's the best Eddie can bring himself to hope for.

But, even with all of that in mind, Eddie is terrified.

"You'll be fine," Wayne reassures him, for the eighteenth time. "That boy adores you. Even if this don't work out, you'll stay friends."

"Yeah, I know, but..."

"It's still scary," Wayne wraps an arm around his shoulders. "I get it, son. This ain't ever easy. I can't imagine how much harder it is when it's with another boy. But I know you. You're gonna do great."

Before Eddie can respond, there's a knock at the door.

"Oh, shit, I almost forgot-"

Eddie darts off to his room, quickly grabbing the tickets Robin had got him. He can hear Wayne and Steve talking, which makes him rush back.

"Hey!" Eddie says, slightly out of breath. "Sorry. You, uh... you look good."

"Thanks," Steve grins, glancing down at himself.

Objectively, Eddie knows it's an outfit he's worn before- a striped, yellow polo with his favourite jeans and go-to white sneakers.

But he tries to be optimistic, and it's easier than he expects. He's told Steve that those types of jeans suit him, he's told Steve that yellow looks good on him...

"You look good too," Steve adds, looking him up and down.

"Thanks. Uh..." he hesitates, glancing at Wayne, who pointedly raises his eyebrows. "We should head out, right? Movie starts soon."

"Did Robin tell you what movie we're going to see? She gave me the weirdest rundown of tonights plan."

"She told me not to tell you."

"Great," Steve sighs. He tries to frown, to look annoyed, but it fails completely. His excitement is too obvious.

Eddie holds the door open, gesturing Steve through.

When he turns back to say bye, Wayne mouths "good luck" at him, giving him a thumbs up too.

Eddie rolls his eyes. "Thanks. See you later, old man."

Steve is already stood by his car, expression making it clear that he'll lose if he tries to argue that they take his van instead.

"We're not going in the van," Steve says, the second Eddie pulls out his keys.

"I know! Just- one minute!"

He climbs in the back, shoving things aside so he can grab the small box, grabbing the flowers once he's climbed back out.

"For you," Eddie says, holding them both out.

The carnations aren't anything special- Eddie had only picked them specially because they're cheaper- but Steve holds them delicately, eyes full of awe.

"Thank you," he breathes, finally tearing his eyes away from the flowers. "They're, uh... they're really pretty."

"Yeah, they're... you're welcome."

"Could, um... you don't mind if we stop by my house, on the way, right? I should- these need to be put in water."

"That's fine, yeah, I don't mind."

The ride to Steves is quiet, but tense. Eddie keeps his eyes firmly forward, struggling to keep his expression neutral with how Steves eyes keep boring into the side of his head with his glances.

When Steve darts inside, Eddie grabs the box that Steve seems to have missed with the flowers stealing all his attention. He carefully props it on the steering wheel.

He keeps glancing at it as he waits. By the time Steve comes back out, he's wiping his hands on his jeans, anxious.

"Oh!" Steve grins, grabbing the box, excited. He only hesitates for a moment, glancing at Eddie, who gives him a nod. "It's not even my birthday."

He freezes once he finally opens it. He turns to look at Eddie after a moment, expression blank.

"It's, uh... you said you liked it," Eddie explains. "Saw one the other day and, uh... here we are."

"Thank you. Really. I didn't think you'd... well, it's great. Thank you."

The ring is almost plain, a silver band with simple designs carved. It doesn't help that it's old, clearly second-hand.

Eddie thinks the age adds to its charm and, judging by how Steve immediately slides it onto his finger, he seems to agree.

"We're eating after we watch this film, right?"

"Yeah. I thought we'd go to that little burger joint?"

"The one ran by Diane?"

"I think it is. It's got those weird tablecloths with the-"

"The lace things, yeah, that's the one. I love that place!"

Thankfully, conversation comes easy after that. It makes the journey to the cinema less tense. By the time they park, they're teasing each other as usual.

The movie, for Eddie, is boring. Another rom-com that Steve loves.

Eddie spends almost the entire time staring at Steve, enjoying his love of the movie, basking in the second hand joy.

He's almost disappointed when the credits roll.

Their meal makes up for it though. Steve spends the entire time talking about the movie, gushing about the parts he loved and why. The lovesick expression he has, when describing the love the protagonists shared, is worth the price of admission.

Steve gets out, when they pull up to the trailer park, walking him to his door.

"Eds," Steve says, quickly, grabbing his arm when he goes to unlock the door. "You know, tonight was amazing. It was really fun. I'd, um, love to hang out again. If you want."

"Yeah?" Eddie shifts, nervously glancing around. "What if, um..."

Steve waits for a moment but, when it becomes clear that Eddie is too nervous to continue, he asks, "what?"

"I don't want it to be a hang out," Eddie rushes out to say. The words jumble together in his rush, making him almost unintelligable. "I want it to be... to be a date."

"Really? That- yeah. Yeah, I'd love that. Was- this was a date too, right?"

Steves smile is wide, eyes crinkling at the corners. It makes Eddies heart flutter.

"Yeah, I mean, if you want it to be, because... I do. Want it to be a date, I mean."

"It was a date," he nods. "And it was a great date. Perfect."

"Good." Eddie shifts a step closer, taking a shaky breath. "Sorry I didn't ask you, like, properly. I really, um... I really like you, Steve."

"I like you too."

"No, I mean... I'm pretty sure I love you."

"Good, because I'm pretty sure I love you too."

He leans in, quickly kissing Eddie on the cheek. His cheeks are flushed as he quickly looks around.

"Oh, look," he snorts, pointing to one of the windows- Maxs face is peering through the curtains and she gives them a thumbs up. "Brat."

"You... don't mind? That she saw?"

"No? She's like family, man, she's safe." Steves smile falters. "Unless you don't want them to know? Is it too soon? Am I-"

"No, it's great. I just wasn't sure."

"Well, to be clear, I'd scream it from the rooftops if it didn't put a target on your back."

"On our backs."

"Eh, I've got a nailbat, I'm fine. You've been through enough."

"So have you."

Steve rolls his eyes, sighing. "Sure, yeah, whatever. Come on, let me kiss you again before we say goodbye."

[dellalyra]

can i request for a scenario where suguru is still good and brings mimiko and nanako to school, where he trains them together with satoru and guardian fem!reader, megumi and tsumiki? it would be cute all together and happy

A/N: HI THANK U ILY I am not 100% sure this is what u wanted but I just had this idea and ran with it also it was so fun to write a NOBODY IS DEAD WE ALL ARE HAPPY AU.

CW: Swearing? Fluff? Happy ever after kinda AU

Summary: The kids get to play with their cousins, Nanako and Mimiko.

“AUNTY Y/N!” Echoed across the field, the two high-pitched voices were only amplified by their excitement.

“Girls! Hi babies!” You kneel and scoop them both into a big squeezy hug.

“Where’s Uncle ‘Gogo?” The blonde girl asks. They both began calling your boyfriend Gogo when they were both only 3, and it stuck.

“He’s inside with your cousins! Where’s your papa?” You ask, wiping a smudge of chocolate off the dark-haired girl’s face.

“He went to go find Uncle ‘Toru, he has ‘Miki’s birthday present. Look what we got!” They cheer as both take out stuffed toys, one a ladybug and one a butterfly.

“Oh, they are so beautiful! Do they have names?” You ask, taking each girl by their tiny hands and walking inside to find the two men.

As you round the corner, you see them both smiling and laughing together, a huge box wrapped in yellow paper between them.

“UNCLE GOGO!” Your hands are left empty as the two girls barrel toward their favourite uncle (only uncle), he immediately scoops them both up onto his shoulders and spins them around, so you make your way to the other man.

“That is an exceptionally large box for a 9-year old’s birthday present, Suguru.” You raise your eyebrows at him, only to be met with a smirk.

“You’re the only good thing that came in a small package, Y/N/N.” He laughs, throwing a languid arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Do you guys have fun seeing your parents this weekend?” You ask.

“The girls did, I think my parents can’t see me when the girls are around.” He huffs a laugh, the Geto parents absolutely dote on the two girls.

“NANA! MIMI!” Another young girl voice nearly deafens you all.

Tsumiki and Megumi come into the room to see you all, after you had sent them to wash up after playing outside for so long.

“So, fucking loud.” Came a grumpy grumble from the 8-year-old Megumi.

“‘Gumi, remember what I said about swearing.” You chastise.

“Only do it at home or if someone’s being a real dickhead.” He recites your rule.

“Hey lil’ man, what’s up?” Suguru asks, ruffling the boy's hair.

“Eh, not much. I can summon Toad now.” The boy shrugs, he liked his Uncle Suguru – he was pretty chill.

“Nice one, kid. Show me later? If that’s okay with your mama?” Your brother-in-all-but-blood asks.

“Fine by me, I promised the girls I’d make them all their favourite flowers anyway. So, we can all have lunch outside?” You ask.

You turn around to find your boyfriend levitating with all three girls.

“It’s like having another kid. Can everyone help me take some food outside so we can have Tsumiki’s birthday picnic?” The kids each took a plate of stuff and then the two grown man children started a competition of who could carry the most plates, to which you quickly put a stop to – they invite disaster and usually you are an equal agent of their chaos, but you worked hard on this party food, goddamit.

Satoru then grabs the bag of gifts and Suguru takes his giant box.

As you’re all situated on the blue and white gingham picnic blanket you light the ‘9’ candle on the strawberry cake your adopted daughter requested. You all sing happy birthday to her, and she blows out the candle with a big huff. Megumi rolls his eyes, as if he wasn’t equally excited last December when it was his turn. He’s like Nanami, you think, acts all cool and indifferent but is actually a total teddy bear.

“Wanna open your gifts, ‘Miki?” Suguru asks.

She begins to unwrap them, Nanami had sent her the box set of Nancy Drew books, Utahime got her a cute heart shaped purse with her name on it, Yaga had made her a doll that dances to music and Shoko got her a Nerf Rebelle Bow and Arrow set – with a note that said, ‘now you can match your mom, aunty Koko’. Next was the twins, Nanako produced a gift bag with a set of hair chalk in loads of colours that Tsumiki made you promise you’d do for all the girls and Satoru later on. Mimiko got her a Tamagotchi in blue, her favourite colour.

Next up was her brother, Megumi was a fiery red and grumbled out a barely comprehensible’Happy birthday Tsumiki.’ This was truly a testament to how much he loved his sister, because for Megumi this was the equivalent of a gushing profession of sibling love and bond. He slid a pizza sized box at her to which she opened in delight to find a 160-piece art set. He had insisted on using his own pocket money for the gift, and you just melted. Tsumiki was a talented artist, and it was by far her favourite hobby. She couldn’t contain her excitement and tossed her arms around her brother (who looked surprisingly happy at this sudden affection).

“Cmere, doll. Open mine next.” Said Suguru, pushing the large box to her.

She rips open the paper and once again, squeals.

“A SKATEBOARD?!?! THANK YOU SO MUCH UNCLE SUGU!” She threw her arms around his hips, the man almost as tall as Satoru who was practically a giant to the kids.

“Mama, dad – look! It’s blue!”

“What?! That’s so awesome ‘Miki! Now you can come skating with me and Uncle Sugu!” Satoru adds, equally as excited – he could now teach her something cool with his best friend.

After a moment of trying to balance on her new board, you usher her to you as Satoru comes back out of the house with an absolutely ginormous box. Of course, you knew what this one was. The terrible wrapping job was you and your boyfriend’s handiwork.

“Tsumiki, this one is from us.” Satoru says as he sits the box on the grass, and wraps an arm around your waist, pressing a kiss to your temple as you rest a hand on his chest.

“I hope you like it sweet girl, happy birthday!” You grin, the excitement for her to open it is bubbling inside you.

She rips off the paper and…

Silence.

Wait… silence?

Did she not like it? Oh my god, are they tears?!

You and Satoru rush to her.

“Babygirl what’s wrong? Is it not okay? Is it the wrong colour? We can get you another one! Or every colour? Do you want to get all the colours? I’ll go right now.” Satoru says, as you frantically nod in agreement.

Tsumiki just tosses herself like a rag doll between you both and wraps her small arms around you necks.

“It’s just so pretty! I wanted it so much and I can’t believe you guys got it for me, I love it so much. Thank you thank you thank you thank you.” She says between heaving sobs.

You both sag in relief. You’d gotten a similar, if more understated reaction from Megumi a few months ago when he opened his birthday present. You’d converted a walk-in closet in the spare bedroom to make him a library for him. The floor was covered in cushions and bean bags, there was space for his dogs to sit with him, floor to ceiling shelves filled with books lining the room and in a hidden compartment was a PlayStation for him to play on. You’d also gotten a mini fridge so he could have snacks in there. You’ve lost count of how many nights Satoru has had to pick him up after he’s fallen asleep reading in his ‘library’ curled up on a bean bag and tuck him into bed. The sparkles in his eyes as he’d opened the door to the room may have been the most special thing you’d seen ever. Your cottage wasn’t huge, but the spare room closet was just a wasted space, so it made perfect sense to use it as the introverted child’s escape while also encouraging him to keep up his love of books.

But right now, you had a happy sobbing 9-year-old on your hands. Satoru looked at you ever her shoulders, a huge white, dazzling grin on his handsome face. Some people might think you spoil the kids, but Tsumiki spent too long being the grown up in her house and Megumi spent too long trying to not be a burden to her – they deserved this. They’re the most amazing kids.

Satoru winks at you, mouthing ‘we did good, princess.’ To which you blow him a kiss, because yeah, you guys did good.

“Do you wanna open it?” You ask her, grin on your face.

“Fuck yeah!” She adds.

“I’ll let that one slide.” You laugh at her.

She tears the box apart, and there in all its glory is her present.

A 5 story, 4 foot tall, 5-foot wide, Victorian style baby blue dollhouse. It was something every little girl dreamed of you remember passing them in stores at Christmas and nearly drooling looking at them when you were her age. She’d always spoken about wanting a dollhouse, so you decided to go all out with it.

Inside the house was boxes and boxes of furniture, tiny wallpaper and paint, even tiny kitchen utensils and soft furnishings – all ready for her to decorate the interior however she wants.

You had used your technique to even make a little everlasting garden in the front before it had all been wrapped up.

It truly was absolutely incredible, Tsumiki had dived right in and was examining everything and pointing it all out to you guys whenever she found something inside it.

“Look! A tiny cushion! It’s so cute! And oh my, a tiny teacup!” She showed you guys.

She invited Nanako and Mimiko to look with her, and even Megumi was curious about all of the tiny household goods – smiling when he sees a tiny dog bed and tiny dog bowls and a tiny cat scratch post.

“My birthday present from you guys was not half as cool as that.” Suguru elbowed you both.

“You’re 22 Suguru, do you want a dollhouse?” Which made him laugh, but Satoru’s mouth was agape.

“Suguru – how you wound me! We brought you to Bora Bora!” He mocks cries at this.

“Eh, not a dollhouse though, is it?” He smirks at his best friends' antics.

You look at the kids all playing on the blanket.

“Who’s birthdays next?” Suguru asks.

“Mine.” You smirk, eyebrows raised at the boys.

“Ha! You better pull up, ‘toru.” Geto laughs as Satoru smirks.

“Already sorted everything. Only the best for my princess.” He says, lifting you onto his lap for a kiss as you laugh at him - you’d told him you wanted a new pair of gardening gloves – but he’d give you the world if you asked for it.

You kiss him back, hands on his cheeks, stroking along his jaw.

“Ugh, you two are so gross and in love I hate it.” Suguru drawls, rolling his eyes.

Neither of you break away from the kiss, just both lift up a hand in his direction and raise your middle fingers.

[emdure]

How would the band dress up for Halloween? (And would Daisy be successful in convincing Billy that there's cocaine in his candy so he'll give it all to her?)

gahh i adore this anon! i surprisingly never thought of it all before. you have opened my eyes,, i need more daisy requests! feel free to send others my way<3

the band on halloween + camila hcs ,

trigger warnings: mild mentions of drugs and abandonment

• daisy,

she’s never gotten to celebrate halloween before. she only remembers her father shooing off individuals knocking on her door for candy

admittedly, the thought excited her. trying something new. and getting candy out of it??

daisy would go as wendy darling. peter pan was one of daisy’s favourite movies when she was younger. the thought of flying was something that excited her. following a star and going to another land to escape. some nights, she would even leave the window open for ‘peter’ — only to wake up with a cold. she doesn’t do much with her hair, only adds a big bow

• billy,

he definitely didn’t want to do anything in the first place. the whole idea seemed ridiculous, and it possibly reminded him of how his father took him trick or treating a few times

but camila would use the excuse ‘for julia’. and he would give in.

billy would go as a cowboy. he finds spare bits for the costume around his house, wears worn boots from years ago that definitely make him trip a few times.. (daisy wouldn’t miss out teasing him).. camila is thrilled, even going to get him a bandana to add to his outfit. he can’t refuse, she looks too proud

• camila,

she would be way too excited. it’s an excuse to have company over (poor baby). i would say if there were a party, she would host it

she would go full out for everyone. decorations, food, etc. she wants to make it memorable, hoping the others would want to come again</3

camila would go as a sunflower. the idea is basic, but it’s camila! she makes it work. she makes herself a tutu, a glittery yellow one. her shirt has a well-drawn sunflower on it. she also wears a flower crown to top it all off. she dresses julia in a butterfly costume to match her !!

• eddie,

it’s not really a surprise to hear how eddie would go full out. not for the right reasons (unless..).

he gets candy. he gets to party without a worry. and most importantly, he gets to scare innocent children who he happened to see

so, due to all of this, i could see him going as a vampire. or at least, that’s his goal. he would wear a cheap tuxedo with even cheaper vampire teeth. warren had to add fake blood, so it was not exactly. the best appearance wise . but both of them are proud of it, and that’s what’s important right? right??

• karen,

she was hesitant at first. but certainly did not need as much convincing as billy did. camila was hosting, so of course she has to go for her. and seeing how giddy this ordeal was making daisy, there was no way she could refuse

she did not exactly want to spend much on a costume. so daisy and her go out shopping together, for the redhead would not allow an excuse

karen goes as a deer. she finds cat ears at the store and paints them brown. they were definitely meant for children. she finds pipe cleaners last second and shapes them to be mini antlers, since the ears were a bit to triangular. karen does her makeup and adds lil white spots over her face. daisy insists she adds a black spot for a nose. karen refuses.

• graham,

unlike billy, graham is excited to go. he does not remember much of halloween, it’s a vague memory. he did recall begging billy to take him a few times, though

even if he’s excited out of his mind, it takes him a bit to find a costume. he’d be worried about going too far, or too little

so, he pries and asks billy what he’s going as. he tells him right away, and from then graham decides he’s going as a pirate. it’s close to a cowboy, in his opinion. he would not have to spend much either. graham buys a prop sword that he breaks almost immediately due to wrestling with warren

• warren,

he’s very much neutral about it all. but he’s easy to convince when it came to these things, so he went along without much of a second thought

eddie and him plan on matching in some way. they bounce back and forth on ideas

and in the end, they couldn’t agree on anything similar. warren decides to go as a pirate, accidentally matching with graham. he uses his drum stick as a sword prop. and that’s how graham’s plastic one broke

— ,, and finally, the part you’ve been waiting for — yes, daisy is a manipulative little thing (we love her anyway) and knows how to get her way with many situations. that was why she would claim billy’s candies were laced. but he would see through this to her disappointment. she’d hate how much he knew her then

but despite this, that doesn’t mean she goes without anything. once set on something, daisy does not relent. she would stuff his candy in her bra without him looking. resourceful, perhaps?

[khaleesiofalicante]

Dani!

Exams are officially over! But I had to do a bunch of things that I postponed because of studying, and then we went on a trip to Portugal. It's really beautiful here, it's such a colourful place!

But of course as soon as I get back I have to go through the most difficult semester, and I'm kinda dreading it. This year is going to be super difficult, which I'm also dreading🙃

But I saw a lot of posts about your original book and I'm so so excited and happy for you! First thing I do when I get back is see all your updates about your new characters and everything you've published. I'm so glad everything is coming together for you and I can not wait to get obsessed with yet another set of amazing characters you have created!

I hope your work schedule is settled in a way that benefits your writing and gives you plenty of time to use your imagination for what you want to achieve🌼

Here's a bunch of flowers I saw today, they are all so bright and special, I fell in love. To brighten your day and inspire you🥰

(There were no yellow ones)

(The last ones are my favourites, they're called Lady's Eardrops and they look like ballerinas!

They are from a town in Portugal called Sintra, most of them are from the Sintra Pena Palace. The king used a small cottage into the garden of the palace to get away from court with his queen, and they took seeds from all over the world to plant there and create a romantic atmosphere).

VICKY!!!

Thank you for the flowers. They're all gorgeous and unique!!! I loved the backstory too!

Congrats on finishing your exams! Yay! I hope the next year will be a little less tough than you anticipate it to be. But Portugal sounds definitely a nice place to relax before heading back for your studies. I hope you're having the best time 💙

Thank you for your love and encouragement. It means so much 🥹 I'm wrapping up work stuff, so I will have more free time from November onwards yay!!!

Sending you sunshine!!!

[ihvcmplnts]

I hate the direction Poppy Playtime has gone in the past year. (Part 1)

Does anyone else hate the direction Poppy Playtime has taken this past year? and also not excited for Chapter 3? It really hurts me as I LOVED the first two Chapters! they felt really unique and special! I rarely get into new things, and when I do it's never as strongly as this!! So this may end up a little long, but I'd really appreciate it if people read this and understand the way I feel about this! (Especially you, MOBgames/MobEntertainment!)

Before I get into this, I have to admit that I'm terrible at writing, so this may be a little messy, but I'll try my best. Right, so there are many things I adored about Poppy Playtime: Chapter 1 & Chapter 2. We'll start with one of the things shared between both Chapters: Gameplay.

The gameplay in both Chapters is basically like this: Start Chapter -> do puzzles -> encounter living Toy -> do more puzzles -> encounter Toy again -> Toy chases you -> Toy dies -> End of Chapter.

I LOVE this formula! it works really well and is what the core of the game is: A cute, colourful & sometimes creepy puzzle game! (Too many games try to play up the horror aspect. the fact that these Chapters are cute, colourful puzzle games first, and creepy second, is something I really liked, as I'm personally not a fan of games trying to be "scary". games that try to be scary almost never are, and the thing with things that ARE scary? scares fade over time. creepy things though? those tend to stay creepy and linger in the mind for a long time! so yeah, creepy is miles better than scary!)

Next is the story. One thing I've noticed with many games over the years, is they try too hard to make a complex story. it always ends up feeling like things are forced in purely for "lOrE" and getting theorists to talk about it. this just completely ruins the story. see FNAF as an example. originally the plot was just "Man wearing yellow rabbit suit kills kids and stuffs their bodies in Animatronic suits, causing the children's souls to haunt said suits" nothing too complex here. very easy to understand. this was good. I liked FNAF a lot between 1 and SL. I think SL tied up the story perfectly. after that though, things started to change. now we're at a point where theres books that are apparently somewhat tied to the games? and games made after SL just don't fit in with the story previously told. it just seems very confusing to me and honestly puts me off the series. its just too complex at this point, so much so that I have zero desire to get back into the series. people just need to remember: simple is best! now back on topic: Poppy Playtime's story.

Poppy Playtime's story in the first two Chapters is simple. obviously there are two parts to this, so on to the first part: The Player's story - The Player, a former Playtime Co. employee, recieves a tape, and a note that states that the other employees, who disappeared in the factory 10 years ago, are actually still at the factory somewhere, but no-one has been able to find them. so the Player decides to go to the factory to investigate.

The second part - The Toys story: Toy Company finds a way to make living toys through the use of poppy flowers. minus Poppy herself, who seems to act more human, possibly due to being older and picking up on human behaviours, the living toys are like animals. Playtime Co. tries to teach, train & tame the toys. some, like Huggy Wuggy, are tame from the start, and some, such as Mommy Long Legs, are mostly tame, but also need a bit of training. then there are others who are more like wild animals that cannot be tamed. with the events currently taking place, many of the Toys, having been abandoned for 10 years, have reverted back into wild animals due to lack of socialisation and food. they're forced to eat their own kind in order to survive.

(Just a note I'd like to add is that one of my favourite things about Poppy Playtime is that the world inside Chapter 1 & Chapter 2 feels plausible. everything in those two feel like things that could happen in real life. The Toys being created, and the Toys themselves, with the way they act and the way they move. it's so good!!)

The second part of the story is facinating to me! a story of creating life that doesn't naturally exist, and the process of teaching them about the world they're in, and the roles they're given. it's SO unique and refreshing! the Toys being real, living beings, and not just a bunch of humans or human souls trapped inside a body that's not theirs was AMAZING!! Humans actually being the monsters in games is WAY too common, and honestly extremely boring. definitely a trope I am absolutely sick of. I know many others feel the same. genuine monsters are just SO much better! (more on this later)

Next thing I'd like to mention, which will be short: The look of the games.

I LOVE the look of both Chapter 1 (OG) & Chapter 2!! they look unique and have an amazing aesthetic. from these, you can easily tell what game you're looking at! cartoony, with a bit of realism. I've never liked realism myself, but the cartoony style with a hint of realism seen here really works!! its just a shame they ruined Chapter 1 a bit with the update they put out a few months back.

I also LOVE the Toy Factory setting!! normally factories in games are really ugly and unappealing, but Poppy Playtime Chapter 1 & Chapter 2 managed to make a factory that is adorable and colourful!! seeing the character art and colours everywhere makes it so appealing! with those and other things like the way the pipes on the walls look, and just how cartoony it all looks, including the machines seen in both chapters, the factory itself looks like a giant toy! it's wonderful and magical and I cannot praise it enough!

Now I'm going to focus on the things I liked about both Chapters individually.

Chapter 1: Short, to the point. a great intro for the game. Huggy may have had little screentime, but what he had was perfect. he was basically "tutorial monster", which really worked for him. his role has been fulfilled. overall, just a nice little experience. 10/10 experience for the original Steam version.

Chapter 2: A longer, more story-driven Chapter. All of the Toys in this one were great in the roles they were given, but of course Mommy Long Legs stood out. I absolutely LOVE Mommy!! her playful, childlike personality was always so fun, and she's utterly adorable!! I love that she talks! it made her so much more interesting, really adds to the cuteness of her character, and is the sole reason why she was also a bit creepy. The minigames of this Chapter were great fun! and the green hand is cool! I miss the red one though. :( red and blue go better than blue and green! anyway - Chapter 2 really is amazing, and basically took what we had in Chapter 1 & made it so, SO much better!! 10/10!! honestly, Mommy alone makes Chapter 2 deserve a 10/10 score! she's THAT amazing!! (I also LOVE that Mommy is the baby of the living toys!! it's so cute! I hope it stays that way as being the youngest really suits her!! she's very cutesy, has a somewhat child-like personality & way of speaking, and is the smallest of the bigger toys, so its perfect! I like to imagine she's like a little sister to other toys like Huggy & PJ! and I think there's enough reason to think she may have been close to those two in particular, especially Huggy, which I really like as those three are my favourites! Huggy, Mommy & PJ were the original Playtime Trio too. I miss that group so bad!! I'd love to see merch of just those 3 together! a blanket would be the best thing!!)

Next: Toy Designs The designs of the main cast of toys (Huggy, Mommy, PJ, Bunzo, Poppy, Kissy, Candy, CatBee, Bron & Boogie) are all great in that their designs actually look like toys that could exist in real life! Huggy, Mommy, PJ & Bunzo are easily the stand-outs. they're the ones I think look most plausible, and most interesting. Mommy's design is by far the best! super cute & pretty. she's absolutely a toy I would've LOVED to have when I was a kid. she and PJ feel very nostalgic to me as they actually do look like the sort of toys that were about from my childhood! I haven't got anything more to say about Huggy or Bunzo, but they're just great designs! I also don't have anything else to say about the other main toys - Candy, CatBee, Poppy, Kissy, Bron & Boogie. again, just great designs! Candy in particular I have a soft spot for. she's cute!

I will say though: Huggy's & Mommy's designs were totally butchered in Project: Playtime. Ugly and no longer look plausible as actual toys. (same for Bunzo's design at the end of the Easter comic, and now Kissy & Poppy.) not sure why they ruined them so bad in that game. they should've left them alone! I was REALLY hoping they didn't use them again, especially not in the main game. The person who made the redesigned models completely missed the point of the characters: they're meant to look plausible as actual toys, be cute, and in some cases a bit uncanny. also the inspiration for certain characters is lost in the redesigns. The GrabPack also looks bad. more on all this later. probably in a separate post.

I keep hoping they'll change them back to their original designs in the spinoff, (and now the main game) as it is one of the major reasons I've been completely put off of ever playing it. because they look so horrible!! actually, there's a LOT about Project: Playtime I don't like. Its actually the reason Poppy Playtime started to go downhill for me, due to it making so many changes, retcons and just not making sense. I'll get to that in a bit. first though: The Chapter 1 update.

My main issue with the update is it made the game too dark, which really ruins the experience. how can a game be enjoyed properly when you can't even see anything? it just completely changes & ruins the atmosphere, which is sad. I have other more minor complaints about the update, but I won't bother with those here.

I REALLY hope they don't update Chapter 2. or at the very least, visually. I understand if they want to add subtitles like Chapter 1, but Chapter 2, just like the original version of Chapter 1, is perfect as it is. I'd be so devastated and heartbroken to see Chapter 2 ruined. It's very important to me.

also, I really hope they bring back OG Chapter 1 someday.

I'm probably forgetting something, but for now I think I'm done with the stuff I loved & liked. now onto all the crap that I feel is ruining the game, starting with what started the decline: Project: Playtime.

Project: Playtime, as previously stated, is definitely what started the massive decline in the series. it made so many awful, unnecessary changes & retcons to the main game. I'm surprise I haven't seen as many people as I thought I would talking about all the issues it (and Chapter 3) introduced. here's a list of the changes & retcons made in this game:

1.The living Mommy being made before her toy. So she only had a matter of days to bond with the other living toys, the ones that she was so attached to? and the staff only tried to train her for a few days before deciding to move her elsewhere so they could condition her into tolerating & looking after or guiding kids with the hope it MAY calm her down? such a stupid retcon that makes no sense. I figured they'd at least try working on her behaviour for a couple of years, or heck, even just a few months, before trying this method! also I'm pretty sure its impossible to create toys, and send them to stores in less than a month. (If anyone is confused: Mommy's toy came out 2nd of February, 1991. this means that with Project's retcon, which states the living Mommy was also created in 1991, was made somewhere between 1st January 1991 to 1st of February 1991. it just doesn't work!!)

2.While on the subject, Mommy's personality. part of her profile in Project states "Mommy is best described as a spider-like psychotic murderer who kills for fun." I have multiple problems with this.

To start, I don't see how she's spider-like. Sure, there are some references, but her design is clearly human, and her personality is more cat-like with the way she watches & plays with the player.

Next, how is Mommy psychotic? sure, it was obvious in Chapter 2 that Mommy is mentally ill, the way she behaves and speaks feel like a young adult, who acts very child-like. but looking at what I can see from a quick search of psychosis, most of the symptoms don't seem to match. I thought her illness was either because her handler(or whatever they call the person/people who takes care of her) didn't treat her very well, (which, along with being taken away from the toys she loved, also caused her to hate humans) or just a random, made up illness that would never be explained.

Also, it called her a murderer. how is she a murderer? as far as we're aware, she's only killed Bunzo and some of the Mini Huggies, which could be justified. bear in mind the main game establishes two things: 1.The toys are starving due to a lack of food, and 2.There appears to be multiple different sides, or groups, amongst the toys. Mommy could've made a deal with Bunzo & the Mini Huggies where she'd spare them and find food elsewhere if they killed the player, or maybe they'd share the player's corpse, as I'm sure it would be plenty for all of them. as they failed, and she was starving, she could've chosen to eat them, so of course killed them. in regards to "sides", it seems to me that there are at least two or three different sides that the toys are on. Huggy & Mommy seem to be on the same side, as there's quite a lot out there that suggests the two are close, and also that they both seem to dislike Poppy. Poppy herself seems to be on her own side, though it wouldn't surprise me if she was secretly working with the Prototype. speaking of which, Prototype seems to also have his own little group. but again, wouldn't surprise me if Poppy's on his side. people wonder why Mommy didn't kill PJ. there are multiple possibilities, though the ones I think apply: He's too big for her to kill as he's much larger than her. he could also have been part of her group, and her friend. It also could just be that she didn't get time or was too focused on finding the player, but I doubt that. I think its possible that Mommy could've killed Bunzo & the Mini Huggies because they were of a different group, though I find that unlikely as they live where she lives, and she set the Mini Huggies free. It could've just been pure rage, but even if that was A reason, I think food is probably the main reason she killed them. I wouldn't call her a murderer for that. It was simply survival.

It also says she kills for fun….. No she doesn't. In Chapter 2 she clearly doesn't want to personally kill the player, as she has them play games with other toys in the hopes that one of them kills the player instead. it was only when she was out of options that she went after the player herself. It's true that she threatened to kill the player during her intro scene, but I'm sure that was purely to scare the player into playing her games. So yes, she DID want the player dead, and she may have wanted to watch it happen, but she still didn't want to actually do the killing herself! and to be honest, even if Mommy DID decide to kill the player herself instead of having other toys try first, I still wouldn't say she's a murderer, or that she kills for fun. We know the player was a member of staff as Mommy recognised them. Mommy hates the staff. if she was actually treated poorly, and I bet she was, especially with her "conditioning", killing the Player would both feel like vengeance for how she was treated, and give her food to eat. So yeah, Project's info is false. I really don't know why they wrote it that way.

I won't delve too much into it here, but I also don't like the nonsense abilities made up for the characters in the game. The Steam page also lists how the characters play incorrectly, but that's a topic for a different post.

Other things I don't like are: 1.The change in art-style. I can't pinpoint exactly why it looks so different, but it looks bland and ugly. though at least it still looks cartoony, so I'll give it credit for that.

2.The locations. they don't make sense and do not fit in the world. though I don't think they were meant to be canon, which is good, but I think creators should take care with spin-offs in making sure they fit in with their main series.

3.Boxy Boo. I think his design is bad. he doesn't look like a toy Playtime Co. would make, and doesn't look plausible. He just doesn't fit into the world. he also lacks the "cute" look of the other toys. his name is also awful, but just "Boxy" would've been fine. He honestly just feels like a rip-off of both Huggy (combo of eyes, sharp teeth, furry.) and Mommy. (stretchy, even if done differently.)

I also HATE his fleshy mouth. He's a toy! why is his mouth fleshy?? I could say more, but I'll leave it there. I may delve more into his design in another post.

This game is also the thing that introduced two things to the series: 1.The Bigger Bodies Initiative (BBI for short) & 2.The possibility that some of the living Toys are made using human parts. some people also think that its suggesting that the Toys are actually not just made from humans, but ARE the humans they're made from. PLEASE NO. (more on this in a bit.)

The first of the two, the BBI, is just so silly to me. I hate the name. it sounds stupid. and the whole need for a special title for certain bigger toys, when there was no need for the smaller toys or previous bigger toys doesn't make sense. also the game suggests that Boxy was the first living Toy created, but that doesn't make sense either. Prototype was suggested to be the first of something due to his name. I have an idea of what it is, but I'll be saving that for later. Next, its heavily implied that Poppy is the first ever living Toy. why another "first"? what else could he be the first of? the only thing I can think of is he's the first that used human parts. though the game seems to have retconned Huggy & Mommy into BBI experiments too, which I do NOT like.

This leads me into the next one: that some Toys are made using human parts.

I HATE this!! it's SO unoriginal and boring. it was far more interesting with them all being created using only poppy flowers! (and I'd assume lab created blood. though it could also be the poppy flowers mixed with some sort of water to make it look & function like blood)

The whole "The Toys are humans" thing is even worse!! it doesn't make sense and it completely ruins the characters and the plot!! it also completely removes any creepiness from the games! how is it even the slightest bit creepy if the Toys are just a bunch of people?? pretty much everything given in the first two chapters basically said that the Toys were exactly as they're presented: Living Toys. stuff outside the game also heavily suggested this. If the Ch1 & Ch2 Toys are people now, it's definitely a massive (and awful) retcon! one that, again, makes NO sense whatsoever! The Toys being simply just living toys trying to adapt to and navigate a world they weren't naturally made for is so much more interesting! I'll be talking more about this in a bit as I'll be talking about all the evidence for both sides.

Actually, I'm going to make a part 2 of this post to go over other things in more detail. I've spent hours writing this out and I'm so tired. so I'll leave it here for now, but I'll try to get part 2 up soon. I'd love to post it today, but I think its more likely to be within a couple of days or so. maybe longer. we'll see. anyway, if anyone had read all this, thank you! if anyone does read this and agrees with anything I've said here, please feel free to add your own thoughts on what you agree with as it's always nice hearing from others who share opinions. :) or alternatively, make your own post about your thoughts on the series! or both!

Just quickly going to add: I'm VERY disappointed in the Console version of Chapter 1. I was hoping for a normal port of the OG Steam version with the Steam picture for the console menu icon. this version doesn't look very good and the icon used for it is hideous!! bring back the iconic steam picture you cowards!!

I also have much to add about Chapter 3 aswell, such as:

1.The Smiling Critters have a bad design (why 8 identical designs with minor differences though??) and also don't fit in. (Especially the bigger ones)

2.How ugly the game and characters look.

3.The new hands are bad and again, don't fit in.

4.The fact that CatNap seems to be confirmed to be a human, which is a massive retcon for the series.

Also a couple of other things related to both Ch3 & Project:

1.How MOB have clearly lost sight of what Poppy Playtime was meant to be & what made it so special.

2.How MOB clearly doesn't care about pleasing actual fans and are only trying to pander to haters, and their clique of Discord users/Partners In Crime members/a particular set of theorists.

I've probably forgotten something, but I tried my best. I wish I could've posted this months ago (and also in complete form) but things kept getting in the way. Any questions? feel free to ask. bye for now.

[dansnaturepictures]

1st October 2023: Walk from Bolderwood in the New Forest and bits at home

Photos taken in this set today: 1, 4 and 9. Some of a varied and colourful array of fascinating mushrooms on the forest floor, very autumnal. 2 and 10. Views on the great walk round. 3. Hawksbit. 5. One of four Woodlarks it was a true pleasure to see late on in the walk, striking, bold and sweetly coloured birds. It was another occasion during my week off where they were a very pleasant surprise, a bird I love. 6. A fallen chestnut ensconced in heather. 7. A dazzling Common Lizard which we got an exquisite view of on bracken, a precious and captivating moment with a reptile that has been a star of my week off after seeing the many at Thursley on Tuesday. A wholesome moment. 8. One of a few New Forest Ponies seen well this afternoon.

Other bird highlights on the walk were an exciting Great Spotted Woodpecker early on, Swallow, Chiffchaff, Chaffinch, a Marsh or Coal Tit I couldn't quite get a clear enough view for long enough to tell which, cheery Stonechat, Starlings, Mistle Thrush and there was a nice moment as I heard a whoosh as a Woodpigeon burst into the air and then saw the bird. Elsewhere another Small Copper butterfly of late, a micro moth, slug and a bee were nice to see. I enjoyed seeing a lot of sweet little tormentil, water lily on a pond, surprise centaury a very pretty flower to see, some gorse in flower, bog myrtle leaves I believe, foxglove leaves, seas of holly berries and apples, nice plants and fruit to observe. Enigmatic yellow stagshorn one of my favourites and another common earthball this week were mushrooms I know that we saw. At home today I enjoyed views of many Starlings, Collared Dove, House Sparrow, Goldfinch including young, I heard Blue Tit calling nicely and excitingly saw the Robin which has returned to the garden always a lovely moment. I heard Robin on the walk too. Sedum, fuchsia, chamomile, the Black-eyed Susans as they fade a bit and other flowers were nice to take in when in the garden today.

[chrisevansonly]

hi sorry for not giving you any request i was busy watching a movie with my fam! :((( But here is a headcanon i am giving you! what about a request where harry helps out the flower shop with angel! fans would go there to see!

Hi my love, don’t feel like you have to come and send in anything!! I never want anyone to feel like they have too! This headcannon is when Lottie meets Harry for the first time💗

Harry’s Day At The Flower Patch 🦋

Harry usually left you to tend to your shop on your own, knowing it provided you with a little quiet from his busy lifestyle, and it was almost like therapy for you

Though you found it sweet, you genuinely loved having Harry come in and hang out with you, getting to teach him how to make bouquets, or teaching him the different types of flowers and botanicals

It was a Monday, so you knew it would be extremely quiet today, he organized some files in your office while you set out some tulips, roses and carnations to go through and set up

“M’love, do you want the receipts on the desk in your yellow folder?”

“Oh yes please H!!”

He chuckles softly which brought a smile to your face, the bell ringing on the door moving your eyes over towards the front of the shop where Lottie, a regular and very sweet girl who brought you baked goods, stood with a smile on her face

“Hello y/n! Thought i’d stop by on my way to work!”

You walked towards the front and pulled her in for a little hug, your eyes brightening at the hello dolly’s she held in her hands

“It’s so good to see you again love! Those look delicious, what can I get you today?”

“I made them this morning! Um maybe just a small collection of carnations..? I’ve just noticed them on the hardtop”

You nodded ushering her in and towards the back where your flowers of the day were, chatting with Lottie about her day, how school was going, any little exciting thing going on, she was one of your favourite customers, sometimes felt like a little sister to you. So when you heard a small gasp escape her lips you couldn’t help the laugh that bubbles from you

You looked up and smiled at Harry who’d come towards the work shop, he knew all about Lottie

“Hi Lottie, nice to finally meet you”

You looked towards the young girl who had a mixture of awestruck and happiness across her features

“H-Hi”

When you noticed the tears line her eyes you cooed softly setting your hand on her shoulder

“Oh love, don’t cry, s’all right!”

She wiped her eyes smiling looking to you almost as if to ask permission to give him a hug, you stepped back and watched her walk forward, Harry opening his arms for her

Their interaction so sweet and genuine, Harry was almost surprised at how sweet Lottie was, he was so used to screaming and yelling, although she had tears in her eyes, she was kind, gentle and extremely respectful with him

“Thank you for t-this Harry..”

When the pulled away from their hug he smiled Lottie then turning to you and hugging you softly

“T-thank you y/n…”

“I should be saying thank you for being so kind to m’angel, and baking us the best treats, you’re always in here helping her and I appreciate that”

Lottie smiled, her backpack now on her back, and her flowers wrapped up in her arms

“I love it here so much, and y/n’s always been so kind to me…i’ll always do my best to help where I can”

The three of you spent a couple more minutes talking before she headed off the school, you took a picture for the two of them, and despite her saying she didn’t need one, you and H gave her one anyway

Seeing her so happy and thankful made you realize just how special having Harry was in your life, because he was the absolute world to you, and seeing him with his fans, only made you fall more in love🦋

[twistednuns]

October 2024

Kissing.

Meeting Sri in Würzburg. A calm train ride and ancient trams. Working in harmony. Learning. Accepting that our exercises won't be perfect but they'll be good enough.

Reading so much. I just finished Alice Hoffman's Practical Magic series.

C. went to the bakery to buy dessert and asked me what I was in the mood for (creamy and fruity). No special occasion. Such a treat.

Visiting the garden exhibition with Tine. Overseeing Lian's playground time, giving him little challenges. Walking back after sunset with a cup of warm Chai Masala in my hands. Staged photographs.

Feeling very patient and calm. Taking the time to explain something thoroughly, playing a 4 hour board game; enough energy to manage my emotions and even go grocery shopping.

Heart-shaped pink Begonia blossoms.

Marjolien and Tobi visiting us for dinner. I made a yummy pasta bake. And pumpkin quiche the next day.

Quality time with Findus, the cutest of the cuties. He's so gentle and playful.

Fast-acting nasal spray.

My cozy, autumnal mood. The light just after dawn - foggy and high-contrast. Taking an additional soft blanket to bed. Pumpkin Spice porridge with apple slices.

Realising that I need stillness to get in touch with what I need and come back to myself. I even drew two matching OSHO Zen cards: Patience and Success.

A full day of consistent energy.

I went to Schauburg theatre with Becky to see Die kleine Hexe and loved the play. The witches' costumes, dances and the eerie music were perfect and the guy who spoke everyone's lines was so funny. And time with Becky is always so nice. She really is one of the best friends I have.

Support from a few people in my Gestalt therapy group after I shared the news about my current situation. Talking to Markus who's been through the same shit as me. Feeling hopeful.

A blind intuitive touch exercise with Friederike. I felt very comfortable with her, especially when she put pressure on me and held me.

I found a postcard with a beautiful text from a local Gestalt therapist: Lass es sein.

A moment when I realised that my was body annoying me - which meant that I was actually IN my body at the time! And it was so much easier to be present and look at people!

More self-diagnosis: I'm a Highly Sensitive Person and a High Sensation Seeker, possible also highly intelligent. Which explains my contradictory nature. I need to rest AND I'm easily bored. Understimulation is just as stressful to me as overstimulation. Which probably means that what I've experienced at work is a qualitative bore-out, not a burn-out. I need more excitement and challenges in my life! I want to learn and apply my creativity. I want to stop all the hesitation and avoidance to find the courage to create the circumstances I need to thrive!

I took the same road to my seminar on Saturday and Sunday and on both days a kitty was waiting in the same spot. It talked to me and allowed me to pet it. A blessing for the day!

Doing improv comedy. I completely over-acted like the little drama queen that I am and made people laugh. I was surprised by how much fun I had!

Noticing that my jungly, artsy apartment is so me. I feel quite at home here.

Roasted cauliflower with lemon, garlic mayo and feta. A clementine and a crisp apple with tahini for dessert.

Writing a letter about fall vibes, sending witchy novels to a friend.

Going to the supermarket for some fruit and milk just to find my favorite snack of all time on the shelf: Smash. Highly addictive. So tasty.

Painting at C.'s kitchen table while waiting for him. Listening to podcasts. Switching to illustration when abstract painting felt a little frustrating.

The moment when all that talk about problems and negativity switched to playfulness and we started laughing, teasing each other, interacting freely and joyfully.

Cuddles from Andrea after a boring choir meeting.

All the yellow flowers I keep seeing at the moment. Whole fields of late-blooming canola and sunflowers.

Revisiting an old favourite after lunch with Frank at Café Beethoven: hot chocolate with whipped cream and sea salt.

An extra blanket in bed.

Journalling.

Crisp, tart apples.

Fall colours. Leaves in all shades of yellow, orange and red. Muted greens and browns.

Driving towards the bright full moon illuminating my path.

Double trouble with the kitten bois trying to "help" me with the laundry.

A weekend with Christian and his housemates. Cooking together, long walks in the mountains and along a lake, playing games and getting to know each other a little better. Feeling really happy even though it wasn't always easy. Perhaps living in community really has its benefits.

Consoling C.'s son, making him laugh.

Squeezing into a small hostel bed together. Occasional touches, smiles and winks.

Austrian supermarkets.

C. remembered my story about chest pockets and surprised me with a little heart doodle in his shirt pocket. He also left a lovely note for me on his kitchen table in the morning.

Feeling euphoric. Loved. Cared for. When he massaged me. Told me to take it slow. Pinched me. Kissed me. I told him it was the best sex I'd ever had and meant it.

Walking through the forest looking for mushrooms. Stepping on huge puffballs, also finding several edible ones. Spooking a few kittens. The late afternoon light coming in through the trees. Eye contact with a horse.

All three kitten bois asking for attention at the same time.

Hugging my Gestalt therapist.

Stumbling upon Wood Soup Girl's ASMR videos.

Snake-like movements in yoga class. So good for my spine.

Celia reaching out to me with her vision of a collaboration. I have so many thoughts about community, working with purpose, helping yourself and others. Is this the time to start something big?

Painting on a stone. Just because.

Making coconut sticky rice with frozen mango cubes.

A relaxed vision after yoga class: imagining spending some time with my mum in the forest. Hugging, feeling and smelling each other. Encouragement and smiles. Wrapping our arms around a tree.

Talking to Miri and Lucie about late career changes, crisis, and accepting help.

Waking up with the impulse to do weight training. So I did. I even practiced with my FeetUp trainer and went for a long walk through the forest. An old man greeted me and made me smile. A magic moment: I thought about a cat I'd sometimes met on the street I was on and right that second a beautiful red cat came out of a driveway. Kitty manifestation.

Coming home. Taking a shower. Lying down. Feeling the warm, soft blankets. Relaxing.

Hanging out at Frank's place like in the good old times with Fabi, Marie and Christian.

Planting 22 fruit trees with Christian's neighbors and two cats. It was hard work I'm not used to but I had fun nevertheless!

Doing breathwork together. We both had a beautiful journey! I drew a mandala card before and after: gratitude - follow your bliss.

Enjoying each other's presence. Cuddles, fantasies, fun, lots of healing touch. Our last weekend together before my month in the clinic. At one point he picked me up from the bathroom door singing Heal the World, dragging me along into a little dance.

Meeting beautiful Celia. Walking over to Westpark together. Talking about our lessons, difficulties, visions. Making plans. Mercury in Gemini team!

A little test from the Universe demonstrating that I'm not as well as I thought I was. One little problem and I'm nervous, afraid, helpless. However, I managed the crisis and was rewarded with a graceful solution.

Doodling faces. Using my sketchbook. It felt nice.

Smelling the cat's earthy toe beans. Cute aggression is real.

Holding hands with L. when he came into our bed in the morning. Getting up with him. Starting to build a marble run out of cardboard.

My huge room at the clinic. The fantastic food. Good company.

Showing my vulnerability openly by asking for help with something as simple as the candy in my mini bar.

Realizing that other people don't perceive me as awkward and incompetent. Quite the opposite actually. It's all in my head.

[casspurrjoybell-22]

Master - Chapter 44 - Part 5

*Warning Adult Content*

- Kalem's Birthday -

"Me next," Gazium declares, pushing in front of Sin to hand me the pretty golden bag he had stuffed with sparkling white paper.

"My turn."

Carefully making space for Gazium on the table that was covered from corner to corner in gifts, I give Sin a small smile and he winks back at me, patient and willing to wait a little longer.

"You're going to love this," Gazium declares as he shifts excitedly in his place.

Glancing up at Master who was standing behind my birthday chair that had yellow ribbons all over it, I try to see if he knew what it was but he just shrugged innocently.

Since Arias brought me back home from our wonderful time with his water, Master had been glued to my side all day surprising me with little and big presents that each was better than the last.

I'd spent the day being bombarded by gifts and hugs and happy times that made me cry and laugh and then cry even more.

I thought it was all over when Master had led me to the dining hall where Malcolm had been waiting with the rest of the clan.

Everyone had all jumped out saying Happy Birthday in the room that had been decorated all special for me.

There were balloons everywhere, ribbons and little pretty sparkling things I didn't know the name of but the entire dining hall was decorated and Malcolm had come running over to hug me and wish me a happy birthday too.

It was a birthday party, that's what they called it.

A celebration to enjoy my special day with those I loved and it just made it all better.

Now in my birthday chair which was usually Master's chair, everyone talked and laughed while I got my remaining gifts for what was the best day of my entire life.  

"Come on," Gazium urges me as I pull out the pretty paper surrounding his gift to look inside of the bag.

Frowning, I pull out the little pink bottle that was made of glass and shaped like a really long flower.

There was some sort of liquid inside and maybe I was supposed to drink it but when I pulled the top off, it had nowhere to drink from.

"I...um," I start with a smile, "I love..." Lying was bad. "Thank you." I say instead. 

Gazium's excited smile drops instantly,

"You hate it."

"No," I say quickly as I hug it to my chest. "I just... I don't know what it is."

I didn't want to admit it since Gazium had gotten me something special but I had no idea what the funny liquid, bottle thing was.

"It's perfume," Gazium explains sadly. "Pylen said your favourite flower was a sunflower but they don't really have scents so I got your next favourite in a perfume, jasmine buds and tuberose."

"Oh," I say at the mention of some of my favourite scents. "So how does it work?"

Before Gazium had to, Master takes the bottle from me and stretches my arm out.

I hold it where he left it and watch carefully as he presses down and some of the liquid comes out in little spurts.

I stare at my wet skin, confused.

"This is weird," I state because there was something wet on my skin and now they wanted me to sniff it and that was just weird.

"Indulge us, love," Master begs and so I bring my wrist to my nose and inhale.

"Oh..." I sniff again. "Oh my God..." More sniffs. "Ohhhhh..."

I keep sniffing my wrist trying to figure out how I suddenly smelt like sweet soft flowers.

I close my eyes and inhale deeply, wanting the scent all over me forever and ever.

"I love it," I say once I open my eyes again. "I really do. I'm not lying or trying to be nice, this is really nice. Ahhh."

I sniff my arm again even though it was weird.

"Thank you Gazium."

Revealed, Gazium perks up again and welcomes my hug when I jump up to give him one.

I squeeze him super tight and he promises to get me more amazing scents to try and wear.

"Why did you never tell me about perfume?" I ask Master once I'm back in my chair.

"I like your natural scent," he says with a shrug. "You smell like honey."

Before I could ask what honey was, Sin comes up to give me my next gift.

It turned out to be a picture book that had all sorts of traditional dances across several species and they were all named with a little description of each.

"I'll teach you any you desire," Sin promises as I flick through the pages with amazement.

I get more gifts from all my other friends and some special tokens from others in the clan until I was literally drowning in gifts that each made me feel like I could fly.

"Out of the way," a voice I knew calls from somewhere in the room. "It is my turn and I will not wait for a second longer."

People part like a sea and Mr Wen comes heading straight for us.

The second our eyes meet we both make a sound of happiness while Master grumbles behind me.

Running straight over, Wenquie dives straight over the table and into me to hug me. 

We almost go to the ground as the chair sways but Master keeps it upright while he tries to peel Mr Wen off of me but he wasn't letting go.

Master gives up when I give him my begging eyes and folds his arms while Mr Wen sits in my lap and snickers at him. 

"Happy Birthday Kalem," he cheers like a one-man parade. "Here is to the first of many and I swear by all the hells, I won't miss a single one."

"Goodie," Lincoln whispers but we don't listen.

"Thanks, Mr Wen. You're the best demon friend in the whole world."

"I'll let that little name go because it's your name day," Wenquie says before he pulls a box out of nowhere. "But here is your present."

Clapping my hands together excitedly, I take the black box and grin up at him. 

"I had several and I mean several gifts lined up for you but your grumpy master said no to all of them," Mr W groans sadly as he glares up at Lincoln.

"They were highly inappropriate and unnecessary," Master shoots back quickly.

"So," Wenquie continues while he rolls his eyes before settling them on me. "I was forced to get you something disgustingly mundane so I hope you excuse this present of mine. In the future, I'll know to sneak them to you in more clever ways."

I nod my head excitedly but I already knew that no matter what Mr Wen gave to me, I'd love it all since it came from him.

Undoing the carefully tied ribbon and opening the box, my eyes widen when a watch and necklace reveal themselves.

The watch looked like it was made out of little crystals and had a bit of a pink tint to it and the necklace looked like something made out of pure glass.

It was like nothing I'd ever seen from Master's jewels or Arias' Malcolm's.

"This watch is enchanted," Wenquie explains as he takes it out of its box and fixes it carefully on my left wrist. "Let's say for some reason you go somewhere where time passes slower," he says, glancing up at me and winks.

"Then this watch will adjust to that place and let's say hypothetically time was to freeze around you," he adds, giving me a little smirk. "Then this watch would continue so you can track how long it been and when things unfreeze again..."

"Hypothetically," I add sneakily and he grins with a snort.

"Yes, well then the watch would return to the proper time but you'd be able to see how much time has passed."

"It sounds like a very special watch," I say as I raise it to look at it before I smile at him. "I love it."

"I'm glad to hear," he replies before he gets the necklace and his smile turns a little softer. "This glass consists of sand from my homelands."

For the first time ever, Mr Wen's golden eyes flicker with sadness just a little.

"Its a fine precious sand... and it's a piece of my home that I want you to have always."

I didn't understand why Mr Wen was suddenly getting so sad and quiet if it was so special but then Lincoln was stepping beside us and rubbing Wenquie's shoulder gently, squeezing it with a comforting smile.

Wenquie closed his eyes and leaned into it before he looked to me again and smiled.

"There are only two more like it in this world," he explains shakily, "With Lincoln and Malcolm, the rest of my chosen family and now... there's another with you."

[carlisles-girl]

OMG UR CAIUS FIC WAS SO GOOD COULD YOU DO SOMETHING AB ARO PLEASE

a/n: Thank you so much! I’m very excited to write for Aro, he’s one of my favourite characters, more so because of Michael Sheen’s performance. I put a slight reference to something in this, you might catch it if you know other projects Michael Sheen has been in, but you might not, and that’s alright. Hope you enjoy <3

another a/n: I did put one or two feminine terms in this work, such as ‘mia regina’ which is ‘my queen’ in Italian, so do skip over it or replace it with something else if you’d like. I love writing this type of material in the middle of my classes, it adds so much adrenaline to not get caught.

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Aro Volturi With A Human Mate

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Instead of being angry and frustrated like Caius, Aro was more excited.

Like as if he was getting ready for a big party.

A human for a mate was inevitable for some vampires, of course, but Aro didn’t expect to be included in the some.

He was excited since it was rare for such high profile vampires to socialize with humans.

Aro often gushed to his brothers, excited to meet you, but also for them to meet you.

He wanted to host a ball for your welcome.

But Marcus noted that it would probably be slightly frightening for you to be in a room full of vampires.

Most of the vampires would look at you as if you were some sort of a snack.

Because it Marcus’ comment, Aro assumed it would be a greater choice to send an invitation to a tour of the castle.

Free of cost, of course.

When you had received the invitation, you were beyond excited.

An invitation to a tour of an ancient castle with endless legends, for free?

Absolutely.

The tour was the next day, so of course you were slightly nervous.

When the tour commenced, a very pretty woman named Heidi lead the tour group.

She began to speak of secrets of the castle, as well as secret corridors and legends.

Some things a normal tour guide would most likely have no idea about.

Heidi then looked in your direction, and smiled brightly at you.

“It’s very lovely here. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

Just when she had finished her sentence, she opened the doors where there were three men sitting in thrones, and what seemed to be 4 guards.

The man who sat in the middle, greeted everyone and began speaking greatly of the castle.

He had only stopped when he motioned for your tour guide, Heidi, to come forward.

She did as told, and held her hand out towards him.

You would have thought it was to greet him, but it seemed like he was concentrated, or zoned out.

“Magnifico! I will get Demetri to escort them.” (Translation: “Magnificent! I will get Demetri to escort them.”

A man who you assumed was Demetri, walked in your direction.

“Come with me, all will be alright, rest assured. However, do not look behind you.”

You went with him, doing as he said, but immediately turned around when the rest of the tour began screaming.

“What the hell was that?!”

Demetri just grabbed your wrist and brought you upstairs.

“Just stay in here, I’ve been instructed to keep you under my eye. Aro will explain everything to you.”

“Aro?”

“The man who sat in the middle throne.”

You nodded, and decided to sit on one of the window seats.

You wanted to ask Demetri as many questions as you wanted to, but you didn’t want to bother him, or disrupt him from his job.

When the door had opened and Demetri bid his farewells, you had turned around and saw Aro.

“You must be Y/n, correct?”

“Yeah, and you’re Aro?”

“I am, I assume you have a good amount of questions?”

You nodded, and Aro moved swiftly but smoothly towards the opposite side of the window seat.

“May I?”

“Of course.”

He sat opposite to you, and smiled slightly at you.

“There’s no need to be afraid of me, or the others. You’re the most safe you could ever be in the castle. I promise you, I will keep you safe.”

“May I ask why the rest of the tourists were screaming when I left?”

“I sense that that question should be answered later, appropriately.”

You were slightly frightened as to what the final answer would be, it could be anything.

Perhaps there was a reenactment of the past after you had been escorted, one of the tourists got pushed and the rest screamed since one of them fell, or the worst:

They were murdered.

“I feel like I already know what happened.”

“I sense that you do know, too. I will tell you everything in a moment. But for now, would you care to lend me your hand?”

You trusted Aro, though you were positive your ancestors were screaming from above or below not to trust him.

You held your hand out in front of him, and before he held your hand in his own, he asked for permission or something else.

“I want you to think of the happiest memory you have stored in your mind, I will describe it to you. I will not see anything else besides the things you want to show me, unless I have your permission.”

You thought of a memory, and then placed your hand in Aro’s palm.

He covered the back of your hand with the palm of his other hand, then he began telling you small details of your chosen memories you had even forgotten about.

When he was finished, he brought his head up from looking down, and smiled at your face of bewilderment.

“That is so cool! Is that like your superhero power?”

Aro smiled widely at your interest in his gift, and began explaining what his was.

“I have a gift, it’s called tactile telepathy. I can read everyone’s thoughts and memories with a single touch. The others in this coven have multiple different gifts, they help keep us safe.”

“So you’re all like superheroes?”

“Vampires, darling.”

After that, Aro enjoyed seeing your memories whenever you two were apart for some sort of time.

Especially say you were having a difficult time attempting to explain something to him, he would hold your hand and immediately understand what you were trying to say.

“I understand you, cara mia. I always will.”

And he was right, he understands you in every way possible.

Aro memorized your body language on how you react to different things, as well as your facial expressions.

When you’re uncomfortable with something, he will do absolutely everything in his power to make you comfortable.

Aro will burn down the entire world for you.

When it’s time for you to go to sleep, you best believe that Aro set up the most lavish and comfortable room for you.

The best and most comfortable bed, of course.

You lay down on his chest, and he brushes the hair out of your face, admiring your tired eyes looking back at him.

“Would you like for me to read to you, dearest?”

You nodded your head, and Aro would get up from wherever he was seated, swiftly retrieve a book, lay back down next to you, and begin reading.

He loved having you hold his hand while he read, it lets him see what you’re imagining the scene that he’s reading to you.

And when you fell asleep while he was reading, he would be so very content.

You curled up next to him, sound asleep on his chest.

Aro adored seeing what you were dreaming.

He loved how humans brains worked while they were sleeping, keeping your mind entertained with multiple little scenarios.

When you woke up, however, Aro would prefer to have you describe your dreams, if you remembered them.

He loved to learn more about humans, especially in the modern age.

And you loved to learn more about vampires, especially in the ancient times.

Aro would often tell you stories of each coven he encountered, his old family and friends, and his past human life.

As much as he wants you to be changed into a vampire like the rest, he can’t help but smile whenever you got slightly nervous around him, stuttering over your words, and hiding your face with your hands out of embarrassment.

He pays attention to little details about you.

Especially your eyes.

Even the shade of your eyes stops him from changing you. Your eyes wouldn’t be as unique anymore, they’d be the same red as everyone else’s.

“You have the most magnificent shade of colour in your eyes, mia regina. I simply cannot get enough of them.”

Being absolute best friends with Demetri.

But wherever Demetri was, Felix wasn’t too far behind.

You three are like a troublemaker trio, always causing trouble and pulling pranks on different members of the guard.

Never Jane or Alec, though. Unless it was a scheduled board game night or something along the lines.

Which Alec loved to take away different players senses, allowing him to cheat in the games you’d play.

He doesn’t do it all the time, though.

Marcus was a lot more welcoming towards you, perhaps more than anyone else.

Whenever Aro couldn’t, he’d show you different areas of the castle you hadn’t seen yet, and would give you wonderful pieces of advice along the way.

“Remember to stay true to yourself, never let anyone think for you.”

Aro will spoil you insanely.

If you mention a specific piece of clothing even once, you better expect that when you wake up the next morning, Aro has an elegantly wrapped package placed at the foot of your bed with a note written in fine handwriting.

“Mia amato, I have seen you speak of this article of fabric, and I have gone out of my way to make sure you have every little thing you admire. I need you to be the happiest you can possibly be. Please accept my gift, and meet me by the gardens by noon. I’ll see you then. Cordialmente, Aro.”

You two have annual walks throughout the garden, usually during golden hour. The sun still above, but setting at the same time, making it seem like Aro was made of a trillion Tiffany Yellow Diamonds.

He loved finding a flower that suited your mood for the day, and putting it behind your ear.

“My beautiful.”

You two often walked either arm in arm, or hand in hand, but sometimes you would hold him closer with your arm wrapped around his waist, your head leaning on his side or shoulder.

Often times, when the moon is visible, you would slow dance together, looking at each other with smiles on your faces, just appreciating each other’s presence.

Usually, Aro would come back into the castle around 2 in the morning, carrying your sleeping self up to your shared room, after you had fallen asleep on his shoulder while sitting in the garden.

The rest of the kings and guards would be predominantly more happy than from before you had arrived.

You had given Aro something to look forward to after trials and mountains of work, something he didn’t have for hundreds of years.

Though, Caius was still slightly jealous of you.

You had practically stolen one, if the not the most, needed member of the vampire world. Aro was nearly as focused on you than he was on trials and legislature.

He’d warm up to you eventually.

At least, you hoped.

Speaking of trials, you wanted to sit in and watch the trials, to see what it was about, and how it worked.

You knew the most of it, of course, Aro had already told you. But you wanted to see it live.

Aro was quick to say no, he didn’t want you to get hurt, or worse, killed.

He understood what would happen to him if his mate was killed, Marcus was the example. He couldn’t even bear the thought of you not being by his side.

Though, you owning the key to his heart, convinced him to let you watch, letting both Jane and Alec stay on either side of you, protecting you if anything were to go wrong.

You would usually sit on Aro’s lap, and then the throne when he had to see what was truly going on by using his gift.

Jane usually stood on the left of the throne, and Alec on the right.

Mainly since Caius sat on the throne in the left, and Jane loved to torture the criminals.

He loved the front seat view.

Constant look backs of reassurance to make sure that you’re alright.

Nearly always having your hand in his.

Forehead kisses.

Constantly bringing the back of your hand up to his lips.

Getting the absolute best care in the world, health wise especially.

When Aro proposed, it was in the bedroom the both of you share, and he was reading some poetry to you.

All was going swell, and then he got to one page.

“I can write no stately poem

As a prelude to my lay;

From a poet to a poem

I would dare to say.

For if of these fallen petals

One to you seem fair

Love will waft it till it settles

On your hair.

And when wind and winter harden

All the loveless land.

It will whisper of the garden,

You will understand.”

At the end, you were leaned up closer to him, looking at him in awe.

He closed the book, and placed it aside gracefully, before leaning slightly closer to you. Placing his hands overs yours.

“Do you remember who wrote that, cara mia?”

“I do. That’s Oscar Wilde, right?”

“That’s right. There’s so much I want to say to you, especially in this particular moment, but I don’t think there’s enough words to express my love and affection towards you. I’ve known you for a little while, and I can feel the bond between us, and I know you can feel it, too. The universe has guided us together, and I am so very thankful for every second we have spent together, and I’m even more thankful for the rest of eternity we have. However, I am the most thankful of the fact that I have the most gorgeous human as a mate. I love you so much, anima mia. Will you do me the best thing that could ever happen to me in my thousands of years, and marry me?”

You said yes, obviously, who wouldn’t?

You leaned over to press your lips against his, as he held one side of your face with one hand, and the other hand slid a ring on your ring finger.

While Aro wanted an extremely lavish wedding, with all the diamonds in the world, you wanted something more of a homely essence.

So you compromised, and had a bit of both.

Aro invited nearly every vampire to the wedding, wanting to show you off in every way he could.

The Denali’s, Cullens, Irish coven, everyone was invited.

Except for the Romanian coven, Vladimir and Stefan. Not trusting them to be in your presence.

The wedding was held in the garden, the arch where Aro stood had your favourite flowers intertwining around it, with diamonds pressed in the centre of each individual flower.

Demetri walked you down the isle, smiling proudly when he handed you over to Aro.

Proud that his leader had finally found true love, and that one of his best friends is finally where they need to be.

After the official wedding ceremony, the rest of the night and day were spent smiling and showing off each other to the guests.

When the night ended, it was finally time for you to be changed to a vampire.

Aro sat by the bed were sitting on, making sure that you were absolutely ready to be converted to a vampire for the rest of eternity.

“Are you ready, my darling?”

You nodded your head, and Aro took one final look into your coloured eyes, attempting to remember every small detail of them.

Aro then moved your hair away from your neck, before placing his lips over where he would finally bite down and turn you immortal.

“Just say when, and I’ll see you after.”

[myrapottah]

𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

Pairing: harry james potter x gn!reader

Summary: harry proposes to his girlfriend in a vacation day + the wedding + a short glimpse in the wedding night

Requested: yes / no. Here is your tag bestie: @railmeharrypotter

Warnings: none , fluff fluff fluff<3

Words: 2.6k-ish

A/n: I'll open the requests for everyone <3

𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

Side notes for the fic: this is an au, and a reference of the song 'You and I' by One Direction appears at the beginning, also a reference of the movie 'Twilight'. this was written with fem!reader in mind, but it can also be gender neutral.

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"MY HAT! HARRY JAMES POTTER " you exclaimed while harry was accelerating at max speed his convertible car.

'I told you not to put it on, baby. Besides, in malibu will be a lot of hats you know? You can buy one from there' harry said calmly, smiling cockly while fixing his sunglasses and his hair.

'Hm? So we're playing fbi spies now? okay, I like it. fuck that hat anyways.' you said too, putting your black sunglasses. 'ah, it's like a movie, don't you think-'

'That's exactly the point of the holiday darling, to feel like in a movie', harry cut you of but little did you know that was a big lie.

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You arrived in Malibu, excitement running through your veins. Harry told you only the state where you were going, but never said anything about the place you will spend the nights. And, because you were dating for almost 4 years, of course you trusted him.

You were walking held by Harry, with a scarf tied in the back of your head so you couldn't see anything. But you could hear, and you heard a splash of angry waves fighting with eachother. But you didn't said anything, as your boyfriend told you.

Then, you felt a big hand untying the piece of fabric.

'I'm no Edward Cullen, but I think you might like it', harry said confidently, but you knew he was a little nervous.

You opened your eyes and you bated your eyelashes at the most beautiful place you've ever seen. It was a lovely house, more like a cottage, and it was decorated with exotic flowers. It had a little balcony, and on a coffe table there was a vase of dantelions, one of your favourite flowers. A big door of glass was showing with a pale yellow beautiful curtain. It had the view to the sea, where the sun was drowning in the turquoise water. It was that type of house you only dreamed about and saw in your favourite movies. You dropped your bag unconsciously, mouth open and eyes glistening in astonishment. Well, that's why you fell in love with harry depper and harder every day.

You squatted to get the bag, but it wasn't there anymore. You looked at harry. When you met his emerald eyes, you smiled and jumped in his arms, your legs hugging his torso. After a few minutes of almost suffocating him and wishpering 'I love yous' in his ear, you said:

'Always a prince charming, hm?'

'Anything for my princess.' he answer grinning.

He put you down and he placed his hand on your waist. You stayed like this for a couple minutes, just humming against eachother's breath. He twirled you and you giggled, pressing you body closer to his.

'I don't think I deserve this. I don't think I deserve you, harry ', you spoke-wishpered, forehead pressed with his.

'hmmm' he hummed, 'I think you deserve the whole world.' he said, guiding you by your waist in the house.

You chuckled.

'Maybe, if you think so', you murmured, while harry was spinning you around the house like you were waltzing.

'You deserve more then the world, that's why I brought you the paradise' he echoed smiling in your face, feeling your breath on the tip of his nose.

'Yeah, you're right. I could stay in this paradise forever. Just you and I ', you confessed, kissing him sloppily.

'Yeah, you and I.' he repeated, then he leaned in and kissed you passionately. But it wasn't a normal kiss, it was that type of kiss that screamed I want to spend my life with you forever, because I love you with all my heart and I promise I will never leave you. Because he did. He really did.

'Like the song, you know?' harry said when he pulled out, breaking the silence.

'Hm?' you asked confused, raising your eyebrow a bit.

'you and i, WE DON'T WANNA BE LIKE THEM, WE CAN MAKE IT 'TILL THE END, OH NOTHING COULD COME BETWEEN YOU AND I, OOHH YOU AND I', he sang-screamed and you placed your hands over your ears, giggling.

'You sound awful', you started laughing when he finished his little concert.

'Thank you, thank you. I'm pleasured', harry bowed in front of you, then he pushed you on the white couch made of silk. 'Now cuddle me, I deserve it'

You obeyed smiling and stuffed his head in your chest.

'I love you' he mumbled.

'I love you too.' you answered.

'I wasn't talking to you, silly. I was talking to your comfy boobs.' harry murmured under his breath and kissed the both of them.

'I don't know why you boys like girls boobs so much. There's nothing special with them, really. Besides, you have them too, but they're smaller.' you spoke, massaging harry's scalp.

'Hmm' - harry shook his head up - 'dunno, let me see', he got on his elbows and hiked your tee and your bra. You chuckled, grabbing his hand. 'They're pretty, I mean, prettier then mine. Hmm, yeah'. he spoke, his eyes not leaving your chest.

You chuckled and kissed his nose.

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'I love the sea breeze' you said and took a deep breath.

You were walking along the seashore with your boyfriend, hands interlocked. It was a warm evening, and harry invited you to see the dusk. The feeling of the cold water and sand covering your bare feet was euphoric, sending vibrations through your spine. The hot wind was playing with your hair and drying your swimsuit, along with the beach short dress you were wearing.

'Yeah, it's peaceful. S'making me feel safe' harry answered, waking you up from your troughts.

'You're making me feel safe.' you spoke, looking at harry with a loving smile. 'This really was the paradise. I can't belive there are only a few days left we can enjoy it'.

'Hm- actually. yeah, you’re right', the nervousness was driving harry insane. His blood was boiling, but not in a angry way. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

'Are you okay, love?' you asked, observing his unusual behaviour.

'Yeah, I, uh, just wanted to tell you something. I mean, ask you something' he was obviously blabbering.

Your face scrunched in concern.

'You-you want to break us up?' you were scared, a lot of ideas of bad news were driving around your mind.

'No, quite the opposite though', he gulped.

'What do you mean, haz?' you were now more confused, not realising what he was talking about.

You both stopped and looked in eachother's eyes. he took a deep breath, then said confidently:

'Y/n, since I met you, my world got better in any way possible. You can make me smile, laugh, cry, like nobody can do. Every time you are yourself, I fall deeper in love with you. And with this tension, the love I'm holding in my heart only for you, well, this tension makes me go insane. It's trying to tell me something. It's telling me to kiss you every day, to treat you like nobody else did before, to hold you, to be the shoulder you are crying on, to love you. But even if I tell you that I love you every day, well, I feel that it's not enough. All the emotions that are forming in my chest every time you talk, and even if you just smile, they are pushing me at the edge. What my heart is trying to tell you is that I love you so much, and I want to spend my whole life with you. Without you, I'd be nothing. But with you, I'm harry. Just harry, who trusts you with his life and would never do anything to make you cry or feel bad on purpose. Just harry, who cuddles you every day and holds your fragile heart with so much attention, scared to break it. Just harry, who knows that you love him the way he loves you. Just harry, who every night when you are asleep he thinks to himself :'What did I do to deserve such a angel?' Just harry, who would give his life so you could be happy. Just harry, that wants so hard to call you his wife, that he could explode. And this just harry, who with a miracle happens to be me, would ask you 'Will you give me the honour to marry me?', what would you answer?'

He then dropped on one knee, holding a beautiful ring in his hand. His eyes were sparkling along with the diamond on the jewellery from the dusk sun. The breeze was playing with his curls, making him the most handsome man in the world for you. You were left speechless, a tear forming in your eye from the love confession this boy just did. You felt like the luckiest girl in the world. How many chances there was for you to meet this just harry, how could fate would decide to send this angel to you? Almost impossible, you trought. But still possible.

You let the tears spread on your rosy cheeks and a grin to form on your face.

'Yes! A million times: yes!' you almost screamed of happiness.

He put the ring on your finger and got up, looking at your pretty face before placing his hand on your waist and pulling you in a loving kiss, that type of kiss that screamed 'I want to spend my life with you forever and I love you so much'. You relaxed into the kiss, the cold silver on your finger making you shiver. 'God, this must be the best day of my life', you both trought simultaneously.

You pulled out to catch your breath, and between sloppy kisses on his face you confessed, too:

'I love you so much'

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'You look beautiful, y/n. I'm sure harry will be head over heels when he sees you', Hermione said, arranging your dress and looking at you in the mirror.

It was true, you could admit it. It was a wonderful wedding dress, the wedding dress you were dreaming for. But now, all your dreams were coming true one by one. First, harry potter asking you out, then proposing to you, then waiting for you to come next to an aisle. You were admiring yourself in the mirror, feeling confident and nervous at the same time. You didn't know how was that possible, because they were literally opposites, but nowadays everything is possible.

'He already is, mione' you said, and hermione giggled.

You took a sharp breath and stepped forward, in front of a big crowd. You smiled when you saw how much people cared about you and wanted to see your wedding. You took your father's hand and walked slowly to the aisle, trying to be as serious as possible even if you wanted to explode from the happiness your chest was holding. You made eye contact with harry, and a bunch of butterflies invaded your stomach.

He really was handsome, you couldn't lie. He was wearing a black suit and a white chemise. His hair was messy, but it was obvious he tried to style it for a couple of hours. But you liked it like that. He wouldn't be just harry anymore if his curls weren't messy.

Your hand slowly interlocked with harry's when your father passed you to him. The priest was reciting a speech, but you never actually paid attention to him. You paid attention to harry's eyes, that were drowning in yours. They sparkled in a way they never did, they were exposing harry that he felt the happiest men on earth. With you in his hands, how could he not? He admired every detail of your face, god knows how was created such a beautiful human being. He then looked down at your dress that was fitting you perfectly, hiding all your body's curves that he and only he knew. If he'd die like that, with you holding him until he suffocates, he'd die a happy man.

'harry james potter, do you want to spend the rest of your life with y/n y/l/n and take her as your wife?' the priest asked.

'I do.' he answered looking straight into my eyes, touching the bottom of my heart in a way only he knew.

'y/n y/l/n, do you want to spend the rest of your life with harry james potter and take him as your husband?'

'I do', you spoke, tightening the grip in harry's hand.

'You may kiss the bride'.

You put my free hand on his chest, and he pressed his hand on your cheek, pulling you in a short kiss. If you would've thought about it, you'd feel embarrassed that you captured his lips in another kiss. But you couldn't care less. For you, it was just you and harry in the huge room. just you and just harry.

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'I'm not horny' harry said, occupying all the bed.

'Nor am I ' you answered, putting on your pajamas, that were matching you husband's.

'Let's just cuddle then, my wife' harry spoke, gesturing you to place your head on his chest. before you obeyed, you kissed him lovingly.

'Okay, my husband' you mumbled, hugging his chest.

'y/n potter sounds good' he wishpered in your ear, massaging your hair while you traced his abs.

'It does.' you murmured, almost asleep. He gave you a kiss on top of your head and closed his eyes. He could feel your breath slowing, meaning you are almost asleep.

'I love you, idiot' you said and giggled silently.

'I love you too, stupid. So much'

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[fantastic-bby]

SKZ as animal hybrid boyfriends

Pairing: Reader x Members

Word count: 2.9k

Genre: Fluff | Headcanon | Animal Hybrid/Shifter AU | Boyfriend AU

Warnings: Very brief mention of spiders

Masterlist

Chan

A husky hybrid

Has the CUTEST pair of gray and white ears that stick out of the top of his head

Also has the most gorgeous pair of pale blue eyes that glow in the dark

He has a fluffy white tail that wags like crazy whenever he’s excited because he doesn’t know how to stop it from showing

He’s also the sweetest boyfriend in. The. WORLD!

Always asks how you’re doing

Makes sure your not missing any meals and that you’re always hydrated

Every morning, he wakes you up with cute good morning texts and he always tries to send you good night texts sometimes forgets because he gets so caught up in work

He makes up for it tho

Sends flowers to your place whenever he forgets uwu

Chan’s the perfect boyfriend

The only problem is that you’re allergic to dogs

He didn’t realise why you always seemed to sneezy and stuffy whenever you would come over to his place

Until you told him

And his reaction makes you feel like you just told him the most horrific thing in the world

To him it is!!!!

Because he’s the reason that you’ve been having allergic reactions around him!!

He starts vacuuming his place more often to keep any fur away and makes sure to keep the area super clean so that you’re clear from anything that could cause a reaction

He also starts lint rolling and vacuuming his clothes before giving them to you so that you don’t take any of his fur home unless you ask him to leave his fur

Chan gets confused whenever you tell him that you don’t want him to vacuum or wash his hoodies before giving them to you

But you like them because every time you see the strands of gray and white fur sticking out of his hoodie, it reminds you of him

So instead,

Chan starts buying a crap ton of allergy meds

Puts them in every corner of his house

In the bathroom

The kitchen

The living room

The bedroom

Literally everywhere just in case you get a super bad reaction

That way he’s always prepared for anything

Minho

A maine coon hybrid

The most luscious fur ever known to man

His cat ears are so fluffy and always well groomed

He has this beautiful fluffy orange tail that he’s gotten pretty good at hiding his feelings with

Usually a hybrid’s animal features would probably give away their emotions, but Minho learned to control his ears and tails really well

It’s just that his ears are really sensitive and they flick around every few seconds whenever he’s in a crowded place

He has a pair of yellow eyes that are constantly in the shape of slits simply because he wants to intimidate everyone around him

Also always has his claws out because they intimidate strangers

Wouldn’t tell anyone, but Minho lets his pupils dilate when he’s alone with you (´∀｀)♡

He also likes to tease you a lot but you know he’s just joking because if he was serious, his tail wouldn’t be so related

You try not to tell him because then he’ll start working harder to hide his tail swishes

Is the most precious yet teasing boyfriend out there

He’ll make a joke about you eating a lot of ice cream whenever you’re sad, but he’ll always have your favourite ice cream in the freezer

If you complain about some kind of muscle pain, Min would call you weak but then also come home with muscle relief patches that he’ll stick to you himself

Minho likes to shift into cat form if you’re stressed because then it means that he wouldn’t really disturb you a lot

His footsteps are way quieter when he’s in cat form as compared to human form

So if you’re stressed or tired and you ask him to give you time

Minho would shift and hide in one of the cat towers he bought for himself until he hears you coming out of the bedroom

The moment he hears the sound of the bedroom door opening, he’ll lift his head and peek out from the top

If you sit on the floor right in front of the tower, Minho will scurry off of the tower to sit in your lap to

But if you don’t even look at the tower and you instead go to the kitchen, he’ll wait a bit longer to give you more time

Changbin

Yk I wanna say he’d be some cursed Dwaekki hybrid the skzoo dwaekki haunts me in my sleep

But I genuinely feel like he’d be something really threatening like a wild animal

So if Chan’s a husky and Minho’s a maine coon

I’m gonna throw Changbin in as a grizzly bear because he’s a tank of a man and I love him for that

His ears are dark brown and rounded, poking out from the top of his head

His eyes are super dark brown and sometimes you can’t even tell if you’re able to see the white in his eyes bcs his pupils are just that big

His hands have these huge black claws that could claw someone apart if he wanted to

Also has a cute brown tail that he often hides underneath his clothes because it’s small enough for him to sit on

He gives THE BEST CUDDLESSSS!!!!!

Sometimes shifts into bear form just to cuddle you because it’s cold and relying on the heater might make it too warm

So Binnie likes to use his own fur to warm you up if he notices you shivering

Also would not hesitate to bear his teeth at anyone who tries to hurt you

Changbin doesn’t really tell anyone this

But one of his proudest bear traits is his ability to vocalise like a bear

Which means that whenever he feels the need to protect you or whoever’s around him

He will growl like a bear

And it’s terrifying

You didn’t even know that Changbin could roar until one night when a stranger wouldn't take your ‘no’ as an answer and your boyfriend almost lost his mind

He pulled you behind him and grabbed the collar of their shirt and just roared at them

The stranger being a hybrid of a smaller bear species immediately scrambled off

But Changbin also immediately switches back into sweet, cuddly boyfriend the moment he turns back to you <3

Hyunjin

A sphynx hybrid

Very dramatic

Very loud

He has pink cat ears sticking out of the top of his head with a little black splotch on his left ear

He also has this naked pink tail that sticks out from underneath his shirt

Every minor inconvenience and Hyunjin’s meowing and whining to you about it and you think it’s funny every time he does

Like the time he misplaced his sock and was crying all over your shared home looking for it until he found it underneath the bed

His claws are retractable, so he usually hides them because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone on accident unlike Minho

He’s VERY cuddly both in human form and cat form

Hyunjin likes to do the ‘kneading the dough’ thing whenever you’re cuddling

And ends up leaving holes in your clothes because his claws would accidentally grab onto the fabric

Would also feel really bad afterwards because now he’s ruined your shirt

You reassure him that it’s fine

But Hyunjin’s dramatic also kinda wants an excuse to go shopping with you

So he cries about it and it leads to him dragging you to the mall so that he can buy you a new one

Ends up getting distracted at a cat cafe because he’s made conversation with one of the cats there

And he’s basically talking to them like he’s a middle aged wine mom talking about their weird husbands

You have to remind him what the goal is

But he’s so immersed in the conversation with the orange tabby that you can only watch in amusement

Hyunjin’s talking to it in English while the cat nods with it’s tail swishing every time he asks it a question, mewling every once in a while as a response

You watch with a smile on your face, chin resting against the palm of your hand as you listen

You can only gather that Hyunjin’s telling the cat about why you’re at the mall

And the cat turns to you with a bored expression on its face before meowing

“She says good luck on finding a new shirt”

You nod and reach out to pet the cat’s head as thanks

You and Hyunjin leave after a while

And soon, the trip to get one shirt turns into a shared shopping spree

Jisung

Kinda obvious but he’s a squirrel hybrid

He has a pair of rounded, light brown ears on the top of his head

A bushy light brown tail that bumps into everything whenever he’s in cramped spaces

And the CUTEST pair of brown eyes EVERRRRR

His squirrel trait is where he gets the habit of stuffing food into his cheeks whenever he eats

Ji’s really good at climbing

So he has this long ass piece of wood that he keeps in the living room of his home so that he can still climb something in squirrel form if he can’t go outside

He also has tiny black claws that he uses mainly for practicality when he's in human form

So stuff like cutting into plastic, through strings and to open mail

He just slides his finger across the top of the envelope and boom

Jisung’s quite clumsy

It doesn’t help that he has this huge, bushy tail behind him

He bumps you with it a lot and he’s always so apologetic over it

But it’s fine because it’s his tail and it’s soft and cute and it’s part of Jisung UwU

There were a couple of times where you would wake up and his tail would be tickling your sides

So you’d wake up giggling

And it would wake him up too

He’d turn around and immediately wrap his arms around your waist to cuddle into you

You love playing with his ears

Jisung’s really responsive whenever you pet his squirrel features

So if you touch his tail in public

He’s jolting forward like AHHH

And you like to gently rub his ears whenever you’re cuddling

Jisung usually ends up cuddling into you more because he really likes it whenever you play with his ears

He has a habit of making those squirrel squeaks whenever he’s uncomfortable

So in public, if he feels like he’s overwhelmed or wants to leave

He’ll cling onto your arm and start squeaking softly so that only you’re able to hear

And it’s an easy way for you to know that he wants to leave without him actually telling you

Felix

Horned owl hybrid

He has two sets of white and brown feathers that poke out from the top of his head and curls to the back

He does, however, have talons at his fingertips that he doesn’t really like because it gets caught on a lot of things

Has feathers running down his arms, but can’t actually fly in human form

His eyes are this beautiful amber colour

He also has a lot of hanging stuff in his house that he likes to fly back and forth to whenever he shifts into owl form

Absolutely loves doing the head spinning trick because you freaked out the first time you saw him do it as a human

Felix also has really light footsteps

So sometimes you don’t even hear him coming into a room and suddenly he’s beside you

Which scares you sometimes

Overall, Felix is just unintentionally scary.

Buuuut

Because he has really good eyesight at night

And because he’s nocturnal

He sleeps in the day

Which means that all of his work is done at night while you’re asleep

His hearing is intense which means that he could hear the smallest pin dropping in the kitchen from the bedroom

So when he hears something strange coming from the kitchen

He’s immediately crawling out of bed and peeking out of the bedroom door

That’s when he sees a spider crawling out from behind the fridge

A huge spider

Now, Felix does NOT like spiders

But he knows that if you wake up in the middle of the night to get a drink, then you’re going to be freaked out by too

But he should be able to toss it out the window in owl form

So Felix pops open one of the windows and shifts

His silent flying and sharp night vision make it a quick mission that’s executed without much hassle

He manages to grab the spider with his talons and just tosses it straight out of the window

By the time Felix has returned to the bedroom

You’ve woken up because you realised he wasn’t beside you anymore

So he climbs back into bed and lets you hold onto him while you fall back asleep

Seungmin

Labrador hybrid

Has a pair of golden ears flopping over the top of his head

Also has a golden tail that he usually hides because if he gets over excited then it’ll wag all over the place and might bump into things

Is a relatively quiet person and is also a quiet dog

He doesn’t say or bark that much

But you’ve come to learn how to read his body language

Because his posture both in human form and dog form speak his thoughts

Like whenever he’s standing tall then you’ll figure that Minnie’s probably uncomfortable or feels threatened

As quiet as he is

He’s extremely attentive to your needs as well

Seungmin’s able to catch your body language way quicker than you are at reading his

Which means that the moment you look uncomfortable, he’s immediately moving to stand beside you with an arm wrapped around you

Think of it as that TikTok trend that’s like ‘using my scary dog privilege’

In this case

Seungmin’s more than happy to be the scary dog that lets you walk around alone

He’d bark and bite at anything or anyone who would try to hurt you

Even in human form, he’d growl as a warning to other animal hybrids that are around you

Whenever you’re out in public, Seungmin tries to stay by your side just in case anything happens

But when he has to part from you to talk to another group of your friends

He keeps you in his line of sight

He’d always angle himself in conversations so that the person he’s talking to has their back facing you so that he’s able to see you

And when a cat hybrid suddenly approaches you

Seungmin’s more on the attentive side but he hasn’t gone into protective mode because you don’t look uncomfortable

But then your frame starts to shrink

He immediately changes his posture

Which scares the people around him because suddenly, Seungmin looks so scary

He waits a moment longer and the moment you start looking around the room for him, he’s shoved his drink into the hands of Hyunjin so that he can make his way over to you

He slings his arm over your shoulder and glares at the cat hybrid who’s now extremely intimidated by the presence of the labrador hybrid

Seungmin leans close to the cat and growls at them until they run off

He stays with you for the rest of the night and the way he stays in protective mode makes you feel safe

Until you get home and Seungmin’s back to this ball of cuddle fluff that you absolutely love (｡♥‿♥｡)

Jeongin

Fennec fox hybrid

Has a big pair of white fluffy ears that poke out of his head

Has a fluffy white tail that blends into a more golden colour that’s long enough to poke out from underneath his shirt

He has super insane hearing

Even if he has headphones in, he can hear the outside world

Bodes well for him because whenever you walk into his apartment, he’ll walk out immediately to greet you

He never actually feels hot or warm because his body heat radiates off of his ears

Is always cold in human form

In fox form, his fur insulates his body instead so he doesn’t feel much of a difference

Has a habit of not drinking for hours because he can get stuck in his fox form

Also has a habit of chewing on your desk plants if he deems them edible

Unfortunately for you, that means you’ll come home to your beautiful plant babies half eaten and munched away because your fox boyfriend wanted a snack

To solve this problem, you filled the fridge with berries and vegetables for whenever he feels like snacking

But sometimes he goes overboard and he pretty much eats everything he can find when he forgets to eat for a while

He’s a fox hybrid that doesn’t know how to shift on command

Usually he has this big urge to shift but he’ll be stuck in one form for a while before being able to switch

He doesn’t know any other fox hybrids

So Jeongin has to learn to control his animalistic instincts with the help of you!

His human partner

Lucky for the both of you

You have a friend who’s a red fox hybrid

She’s not a fennec fox

But she still shares similar instincts to Jeongin because they’re both fox hybrids

So now Jeongin comes to you with the biggest smile on his face whenever he’s accomplished something, gushing about how Fox Noona taught him how to shift on command

He’ll show you

And you watch as he shifts into this tiny little fennec fox with a big smile on his snout (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

[remsmoonlight]

— title : yellow is my favourite colour

— word count : 3k words

— pairing : daryl dixon x reader

— summary : Daryl had walked through life without appreciating the colours of the world, it’s not until you guess what’s his favourite does he find one thanks to you in the makeshift doctor’s office after an injury.

— warnings : a small bit of swearing, descriptions of blood and gore

note : this is inspired by a tumblr post and it’s the cutest, i just had to do something ( though i think i’m slowly becoming a daryl blog... not that i’m complaining ) anyways, i just love the post omg

                             ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*   requests are open ! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Daryl's favourite colour is yellow.

On the first attempt, you’d guessed it correctly before he’d even known.

“ Yellow! “

Though, if Daryl would be true to himself then he never had a favourite. It hadn’t been until he’d seen an energy of excitement explode so vividly in your eyes did he realise in that moment the beauty behind that colour had been you. He’d said you’d guessed it correctly and somehow that elation had grown ten times in size, needless to say he’d also found one of his favourite moments with you.

Now the world no longer trudges along in a lifeless grey hue, but he sees it in a different light — every morning he rises with the morning sun, he takes note of its boldness and finds beauty in the colour that it shines without fail. Everything with the summery hue reminds him of you, from the yellow flowers that bloom in strength when summer arises to the packets of your favourite candy that he always is looking out for when on a run.

“ Daryl! “ You speak with a warmess that melts the chill off from his persona. “ You didn’t have to! “

“ It ain’t nothin. “ He replies, with a slight shake of the head, not knowing how much the thought left you feeling as if you were floating on thin air.

The days were becoming more and more harsher, the air bringing a certain frostiness that you always associated with snow as a child. You can’t be certain, but you’re sure it’s around the time of December — or had it passed, already? You cannot be sure, but as the shade of your lips darken as it's under pressure from your biting of them, you have made it a personal mission to get a gift for the man. After all, he’d done so much for you.

“ I really messed up, huh? “ You complain hopelessly as you hold a scarlet drenched cloth from the top of your head.

It does nothing, for you’ve been stitched up, but you’re not one for blood. It leaves laughter trapped within you, because all that is certain is a degree of blood to be seen each and every day. You’d rather be safe than sorry than to see the remnants of a fresh wound in your sight.

“ Yeah, y’did. “ He agrees, though he feels fear that falsely wears the flag of anger, he can’t bring himself to act upon it. The relief of the flame that is your life still burning brightly calms it, knowing that he still has more time with you.

Hours had been spent in the room that had been transformed and rearranged into a doctor’s office with you, just talking. He’d not been your biggest fan, with you how you initially met. Dwight and Sherry leaving off with his motorcycle and belongings had left him directing his fury towards you, yet after you’d gone out of your way to help the group, he couldn’t help but welcome you into the circle. He’d not understood just how close he’d gravitated towards your orbit until he’d seen your body being carried unconsciously through the gates, with what looked like a river of blood pouring from the open wound on your head.

“ I’m so bored in here, Daryl. “ You whine dramatically, your feet tapping rhythmically against each other with unused energy.

“ ‘S the best for ya. “ He disagrees softly, with his tone as serious and hard as stone. His fingers move with a mind of their own as your breath catches in your throat from the contact your arm feels from the contact.

His touch holds a thousand words that fail to pass his lips, yet you’re able to decipher the meaning behind them and for a moment it feels as if he is an artist and is painting your skin with the most wondrous shades of yellow and gold. Your spine can feel a shiver as it’s as if his reach stretches your entire body and he is tracing each line of you. The distance becomes shorter with each centimetre closing second by second as you feel his low breath whispering sugary sweet words on your skin once you’re within reach. Stars could be descending, falling gracefully from the midnight sky and yet you would still command his attention.

You didn’t have to coax him as your mouth lays a cushioned touch onto his, a hunger had been there already, patiently waiting for this moment as your tongue teases its way past his lips. You can feel yourself becoming lost in his waters as you both explore the other. He pulls away, each of you are left breathless, a single deep gasp of air is taken by you as you realise that you have crossed the line neither had been brave enough to previously — yet you find it something to laugh at, because you can’t remember the last time you feel as if your body was being carried by butterflies into an endless sky of enchanting mix of galaxies.

“ You’re no help here. “ A faint spectre of laughter weaves its way between you as any tension fades into nothingness.

“ Nah, I think it’s th’other way ‘round. “

“ Let’s talk, Daryl. “

“ About what? “ He asks as his gaze cannot help but be drawn to your form, he wants to be closer to you as you lay back down. But he stays glued to his spot, the quieter side of his brain reflecting on the events that had just passed.

“ Anything and everything. I wanna know about you. “ You shrug, a dreamy lift of your lips illuminating your eyes brighter that would draw envy of each star in the universe and beyond.

“ Ain’t nothin’ to know. “

“ I mean the silly, simple things. “ You convince him carefully, hoping he would go along with the idea. “ Ooh! Lemme guess your favourite colour! “

Daryl clutches the crossbow in his grip, he makes his way along the pavement that still is intact as the day it had been laid. He can’t help but still feel a thread of negative energy that winds itself around him as the residents of Alexandria had been living in nothing but a carefully constructed fairytale a thousand life times away from the hell on Earth he and the group had been subject to the entire time. They still do not know what it’s like to experience the pain and the loss they have. That dims on swift wings as he spots a flash of yellow in the distance, it’s the scarf he’d brought back after being away for over a week, just in time for the drop of the drop in temperature.

“ There you are! “ You greet him with a flash of happiness as soon as you set your sight on him. “ I thought you’d forgotten about me. “

“ Yeah, you’d kill me before tha’ happens. “ Daryl grumbles endearingly as he hands you a spare backpack.

“ You give me too much credit, I’m pretty sure it’s damn near impossible to do you in. “

“ That’s how it’s gonna stay, too. “ He snorts without grace, elbowing you ever so slightly with humour.

“ That’s not gonna have me complaining. “ You joke with an upturn of the corner of your lips. Knowing you are the only two beings around, you take his hand in yours a sway ever so slightly before dropping it — the warmth that spans your entire palm misses it instantly as the chill grips it without mercy. ‘ I must grab some gloves,’  you think to yourself.  “ So, what’s the plan for today? “

“ There’s a sportswear store a few miles out, worth a look for some winter gear. Get some stuff ‘fore it gets colder. “

Nodding, the backpack is hauled onto your shoulders as you wonder out loud with Daryl. “ If it was raided, hopefully during the summer. People might have not thought to grab the heavier stuff. “

“ Exactly. “ He moves backwards slowly, turning to make a move for the long walk to the front of the community. “ I’ll be waiting for you by the gates. “

Watching him walk away, you can’t help but admire the man who is wild in spirit yet with a contradicting softness of his heart. You sigh in fulfillment, always he leaves you feeling so mellow with only words that have no script behind them, every day you find yourself sending your gratitude into the skies for dropping him into your lap. Sometimes you wonder if he’s truly human, because his aura is a mixture of much more than moonlight and stars.

It’s not long before you join him and realise you’ll be seated in a car — logical, though you cannot deny the chance for disappointment to flow through your veins as you’ll miss the close proximity the motorcycle brings. If he recognises your displeasure, he doesn’t make it known… though, Daryl does play with cards to his chest.

Goodbyes are uttered and before you know it, you’re racing through country roads with overgrown greenery as nature reclaims its space from the cities that had created concrete jungles around it without a care for the life that had depended on them. You can’t help but admire the scenery, for it’s an organised chaos that has a certain beauty tied into it.

“ How far now, Daryl? “ You ask as you wind the window up shut, unable to take in the slight winds that brush against your skin with a feather-like touch.

“ Prob’ly over an hour. Two, tops. “

“ Remind me to grab some gloves, you know sometimes my mind is like a goldfish's. “ Your hands rub against each other for some form of warmth while you wait for the space in the car to warm up without the chill dancing within it.

“ Worse than tha’ I’d say. “ He jokes, glancing towards you momentarily, that leaves you without air.

“ You’re not meant to agree! “

Daryl smirks to the side, hiding it with a grimy hand. He can’t help it but be enchanted by everything about you, even the most mundane aspects of your personality has the ability to draw him in further than anyone has ever been able to. Your light hearted request lingers towards the front of his brain, even the simplest of things you could ask for, he would fight to ensure you get them. Nothing is more infectious than the smile that has the ability to overpower even the prettiest rose that blooms under the summer’s sun. It’s an image he knows he will never tire of and will do anything to see it again and again.

Sleep almost coats your eyes as you both reach your destination, the store obviously appearing as if it has had better days. Still, you have a mission to complete.

“ Best draw any walkers out. “

Banging against the dusty glass window, you both wait for any signs of the walking dead. No matter how many times you go through this, the anxiety that crawls beneath your skin never shows any signs of easing, you’re just glad to be with someone as experienced as Daryl. You’d not been exposed to the world as much as he had, taking refuge behind walls that had death lining every inch of them, but thankfully with the help of everyone back in Alexandria you’re much more confident with dealing with the danger outside.

Heavy thumps land against the window panes, the decaying faces of people who had a life and relationships meeting yours.

“ Ready? “ Daryl asks you, only to receive a wordless nod in response.

Assured that there are no more waiting at the back, you push the door with a bang and Daryl enters first — an arrow splits through the air instantaneously while you move with two knives in each hand, landing with a sticky swing. You let go of the lengthy knife to spin on your foot to come face to face with another and you repeat the action.

You’re a mess of blood splatters by the time all of the walkers lay on the ground.

“ Y’got sumn’ on your face. “ Daryl speaks, a hand moves towards your face with a cautionary slowness.

Rough fingertips land under your chin and a thumb glides across the bottom of your cheek to wipe away the specks of gore — wiping away the violence that had painted itself into your features, Daryl isn’t one for reminders of the dangers you face every time you step foot outside the safety net the town provides you. Otherwise he’d be unable to function, and that is something he cannot allow to ever occur. He can’t help but revel in the feeling of your skin, with the softness that not even the most loved fabrics could ever achieve, it takes everything not to voluntarily lose himself in the comfort he gets from you.

“ Let’s move. “

“ We splitting up? “ You clear your throat, your eyes dart up and down to land on his form.

Despite all of the time you’d spent together, and all of the nights spent tangled up in each other’s limbs where you’re unable to find where either of you start and end, he still manages to make you feel as if you’re about the spend the first night together — where the air is buzzing with electricity and excitement for what’s to come.

“ Nah, best stick together. “

“ I was hoping you’d say that. “

Silence overwhelms the two of you and you can’t help but find your mind louder than ever. It’s not one with tension, but you both take it in with comfort, finding solace in the simplicity of the other just being there brings. A flash of yellow in the corner of Daryl’s eyes tears his attention to it instantaneously, his favourite colour. The beat of his heart thumps ever so swiftly at the thought of you that is forever tied to the shade.

“ Hey. “ He calls out, your attention moves to him as you lock eye contact with Daryl. “ Over there. “

You turn to where he is directing you and the bright burst of happiness erupts onto your features with a visible shift from concentration to a lightness that eases the creases that had embedded themselves deeply. It’s a rack of gloves, a pair of yellow that act as a beacon of light in the store that lacks superficial light from the bulbs above. Not even a second is wasted as you leave what you’d been inspecting to move over to the rack. You think of Daryl instantly.

The material is soft and durable as the pair sit snugly in your hands as you run your fingers over them in adoration and curiosity. A tingle leaps from corner to corner in Daryl’s body, as he can’t help but find a joy born from yours.

Just as you turn to show Daryl, a shuffling as quiet as a ghost of a whisper alerts you at the last minute before you realise you’re not alone. You redirect your gaze to the ground below and realise that a walker is reaching from beneath an empty shelf, the speed of which it grips you surprises you and a thump can be heard through the store as the back of your head makes contact with the ground. The drop of your stomach is heavy as you realise you’d put your weapons down while you made your way through the store, not wanting to look at the stubborn patches of blood that refused to be cleaned away from the metal.

‘ I’m such an idiot! ‘ is a thought that runs in circles in your mind.

“ Piece a’ shit. “ Daryl insults the rotting figure as an arrow lands itself through the brain of it — the desperation to consume living flesh ends within a second. “ Y’alright? “

You can’t find the words as Daryl lifts the leg of your jeans to inspect your ankle for any signs of injury from the walker, fear sparks through his blood stream at the possibility of finding a scratch or mark of teeth that would most likely sign your death warrant. A nod is all you can handle in that moment as your voice continues to wander a barren landscape as it evades your lips.

“ I ain’t gonna let anythin’ happen to ‘ya. “ He mutters, more to himself than you.

“ I - I know. “ You stutter with shock that pushes every word from its hidden place at the back of your throat where they’d taken refuge.

“ I don’t think I know what I’d do without ‘ya. “ He confesses, the vulnerability of the archer is not something you’re used to but you find yourself thankful that he’s able to show this side of himself to you.

Inching yourself closer to him from your spot on the ground, you lace your arms around him — looking for body contact to settle your nerves that have frayed from the intensity of the near death experience by the hands of the rotting corpse that spent its days wandering aimlessly. Relief washes over you, leaving you clutching at the leather that lays over the top of his clothes, fearful that should you let go then he would be there no longer. It’s not an idea you wish to entertain.

“ I don’t wanna be away from you either, Daryl. “

“ Ya don’t have ta’ worry ‘bout that. “ He soothes you, with a hand that runs its way through your hair.

“ Don’t promise me that, Daryl. You can’t control that. “ You shake your head, tears threatening your words as your voice breaks. Nothing can be assured in this world, if you ever lost him you just know you would shatter into a thousand shards as if you would be formed from glass.

“ I can… n’ I will. “ He moves away from you slightly, moving to reach out for the gloves. With delicate care, he places the gloves on your hands finger by finger, reveling in the warmth that you are still with him. “ Remember? My favourite colour. “

Despite the seriousness of the situation, you can’t help a honeyed giggle that is short in nature that dances elegantly into his ears.

“ You’re the best, Daryl. “