#it looks like a scrapbook i like it hehe

[raepliica]

GET ZAPPED!

[iwakuraz]

doing scrapbook stuff again properly for the first time in a few months! happy :3

[bogfroggy]

hallowed ween costume dump. if u even care

sailor jupiter was my fav of this year until I put on mothman….. may have to wear her again …

[xumoonhao]

everyone !!! i got a cool idea for the stamp page for my neocities :3c

[nyt1ba]

Space fam art dump because I'm unhinged @stilettaux / @sentinalle

[jacesreaall]

I reblog all my art here to keep track of it (tumblr search feature my beloathed) everything should be tagged and organized for easy navigation and retrieval. Consider this a online sketch book of sorts :P

Come follow me at @jace-reaall, for the silly mind behind all these doodles.

[satoruan]

How their kid breaks their heart  — Jujutsu Kaisean

( cw ) f!reader, fluff, domestic, kinda hurt/comfort but not really hehe just butt hurt husbands, breastfeeding  

featuring. Gojo Satoru, Choso Kamo, Nanami Kento 

authors note. I haven’t written anything in so long I think I forgot how to. Anyway, I love dilfs ❤️ JJK dilfs are my favorite thing ever.

CHOSO KAMO 

Choso’s infant has been screaming for what felt like hours, he has a clean diaper, there aren’t any tags on his clothes that may be bothering him, he’s swaddled tightly, and he refuses to drink the lukewarm bottle Choso made him so that must mean he’s not hungry, right? Choso just wanted to be able to do this himself, take care of his baby, and not depend on you so much but when you step into your bedroom after returning home, he almost starts crying too. “I-I can’t-” He stutters, eyes wide as you make your way into your shade bed. “Hey, hey it’s okay baby.” You whisper as your hand moves to cup the side of his face. You lift his head and kiss him a few times before reaching for your baby. He continues to scream before you give him your breast. He settles down almost instantly. “He hates me.” Choso almost whimpers as he lays his head on your shoulder, the both of you looking down at the little boy. “No, he doesn’t, I promise you he doesn’t.” You say, reaching down to kiss his forehead. “I tried to feed him and he just turned his head and screamed, it felt like he was cursing me.” He grumbles, rubbing at the baby’s swaddled feet. “That’s because he it’s used to the bottle, he’d rather have a boob, rather suck the nipple than the bottle tip.” You explain to your husband. “Well, at least he takes at me in that regard.” “You’re disgusting.” 

GOJO SATORU 

“Daddy look, it’s Uncle ‘Guru!” Your daughter squeals as she grabs a photo from the pile on the floor between your little family. You guys were supposed to be making a scrapbook but Satoru and your daughter weren’t much of a help. “Yes, that is Suguru baby! That’s from when we were back in high school and look mommy’s there too” Satoru smiles at the photo. “Were you and Mommy married?” She asks with a smile on her face. “No, not yet—“ “I’m gonna marry Uncle ‘Guru!” She exclaims, looking at her father with a huge smile on her face as the thought infiltrates her mind. Satoru feels his heart sink into his stomach. This can’t be happening. “He’ll be the bestest husband in the whole world Daddy!” “What about me baby? Wouldn’t you rather marry someone like Daddy?”  He whines trying to take this picture out of her hands. “Nope! I wanna marry Uncle ‘Guru! You’re too stinky.” She side-eyes him before going to sit next to you, picture still in hand. Satoru just stares at her, mouth slightly agape as she smiles down at the old picture. You lean over the scrapbook and pat your husband’s knee. “Well, ‘Toru that’s another one of our daughters that would rather marry Suguru. Better luck next time.”   

NANAMI KENTO 

“Come to Daddy!” “No come to mommy!” You playfully shove at Nanami’s shoulder. Your baby stares at you two from a few feet away with curiosity. You guys were doing that trend that was circling social media, set your baby across the room and see who they crawl to. “Daddy lets you eat some of his solid foods, come to me, sweetheart.” Nanami pats the floor, motioning for your baby to come his way. Your baby starts to crawl slowly, looking at both of you, questioning who he wants to crawl to. “Mommy has an endless supply of food on her right now, Daddy doesn’t have any on him! Come to Mommy!” You tap at the hardwood floors. Your baby seems to make up his mind then and rushes to you. Nanami frowns as you jump up and celebrate. He was certain you he would crawl to him. “Ha! I win you lose! Mommy’s the best!” You laugh and soon enough your son starts to laugh too and even though Nanami is a little hurt he can’t help but smile and join his little family’s celebration. 

[inkdrinkerworld]

Sirius Black x touch starved!reader hehe, I hope you guys enjoy <3

Sirius knows you want something by the way you keep looking over at him and then turning your face back towards your journal.

You’ve been scrapbooking in it for a bit, but it seems like the glue and photos aren’t keeping your attention well enough anymore.

Sirius has to be tactile though, if he comes off too strong he’ll spook you and you’ll probably never be able to look him in the eye again.

He stands, petting your head as he passes. The way you lean back into his touch is unmissable.

Sirius smiles. He goes to the kitchen, brews a cup of chamomile tea and comes back, trying his very best not to look too smug at the way your body tilts you into his direction.

“Dolly, can you come up here? I brewed some tea.”

You don’t scramble up to his lap, you’ve too much self restraint for it - Sirius hopes soon the self restraint will wash away.

Still, you climb near Sirius and take the cup from him with a pleased smile.

“Thank you,” you murmur into your second sip, gratitude filling your bones.

“Anything for you,” Sirius kisses your forehead and uses your relaxed state with the tea to scoot a little bit closer to you; your knees knocking his thighs. “Can we have a lie in?”

Your eyes brighten and Sirius smiles. Ever shy to voice your needs but Sirius never really has to guess what you need anyway.

“Please.” There’s a longing in your tone. Sirius can fix it.

“And I can brush your hair for you, or twirl it if that’s better. That ponytail you had early seemed like it did a number, poppet.”

You’re sure if he were to touch your collarbone he’d feel how flushed you are.

“It was pretty bad.” You mumble into your tea and Sirius claps his hands together with a big smile.

“That settles it then doesn’t it? I’ll oil your hair and give you a proper massage while we watch something we definitely won’t finish tonight.”

You smile, tipping your head up under Sirius’ attention.

“Can I have a kiss before you go?”

Sirius beams, lips brushing yours. “You can have whatever you’d like from me, sweet thing. Whatever you’d like.”

[mossangelll]

what arcane characters would be like at christmas!

inspired by @cosmicporos whose work is here <3

i’m in the christmas spirit and wanted to do a sillier post on what some arcane characters are like at this time of the year! once christmas and exams are over, i’ll get back to working through requests ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

Jinx:

jinx gifts you something homemade, maybe a scrapbook of all the things you did together throughout the year?

aw omg i bet she’s amazing at taking secret pics…there’s so many embarrassing pictures of you in there but you can’t even hate it when she doodles love hearts right next to them :’)

all the pictures inside would be meticulously dated with a corresponding memory to go underneath

she wants to show you how much she cares!

jinx would love anything you give her, but she would swoon if you got her materials to make more chomper bombs - she loves how accepting and enthusiastic you are of her hobbies

jinx’s favourite holiday activity is decorating!

she loves getting into a festive spirit where it’s seen as more acceptable to be goofy and childlike?

she’s very thrifty so i feel like most of the decor is stuff you guys make together in front of a warm fire while it snows outside hehe

makes cranberry and popcorn garlands which you guys end up eating by the end of the week

there’s just plain string all over the place 😭

obviously there will be christmas themed graffiti

instead of a star or angel on top of the tree, she makes miniature figurines of you two hugging to stick on top

she is incredibly down bad for you and loves the holidays because she gets to be extra sentimental

gets a stupidly skinny christmas tree that barely has enough branches to wrap decorations around but she wouldn’t have it any other way

jinx doesn’t want to take everything tooooo seriously

jinx’s favourite christmas song is i wish it could be christmas everyday

Vi:

vi gifts you your own leather jacket! it's second hand and a bit worn through but she tried her best

you always spoke about how much you loved her jacket and now you two can match

irons and pins on patches of your favourite bands all over the jacket

spends so much time into making sure it looks perfect for you

i can see you two wearing each other’s jackets a lot so you can smell like one another

best investment ever - now everyone knows you two are made for each other

she would love it if you gifted her boxing gloves in her signature colour!

vi’s favourite holiday activity is sledding!

she probably uses an old sled her and jinx made together when they were younger

it’s seen better days but she doesn’t want to give it up anytime soon

better wear a helmet in case the whole sled comes apart as you ride it 😭

she’s the kind of person to convince you to let her push the sled down a steep hill… she cheers as you scream in fear

when you asked her if it was safe she winked and told you to trust her 😐

big mistake but how can you say no to her???

you both land in a heap of snow at the bottom, laughing so hard you have to catch your breath as snowflakes melts into your hair

she rolls you around in the snow and kisses you for a loooooong time hehe

vi’s favourite christmas song is baby it’s cold outside

Ekko:

ekko gifts you a painting he made of you!

he’s very nervous when he does, watching for every little reaction on your face - he just wants to know that he did a good job and made you happy

how could you not like it? he captures your likeness so well it feels like looking in a very flattering mirror

you can tell how much love and thought he put into it

he would love it if you gifted him more face paint and hair dye - even better if you offer to do it for him!

ekko’s favourite holiday activity is playing in the snow!

snowball fights, building snowmen and igloos, making snow angels - all of it!

this guy LOCKS IN when it comes to snowball fights

honestly sometimes you want to say no bcs he gets a bit too committed and you feel like you’re getting hunted down 😭

but then he promises to make you hot chocolate when you get inside so it works out in the end

accidentally pelts you in the face with a solid snowball and his face drops

he runs over to where you got knocked over and is worriedly checking you all over to make sure you’re not hurt

that’s when you shove snow down his back and run away in a fit of giggles

he goes still before he starts to chase after you - you both launch snow at each other for house

yeah, you both get ill after that 😭

ekko’s favourite christmas song is santa clause is coming to town

Jayce: 

jayce gifts you jewellery he forged himself :3

i can see him dragging you along to the workshop, making you watch him be all sweaty and hot for hours (you’re not complaining)

if you ask what exactly he’s making there he brushes it off as a custom piece of equipment needed for his experiments - little do you know it’s actually gifts for you

when he does gift it to you he has the most smug look in his face

who else is doing gifts like him?? exactly 🙂‍↕️

he would love it if you gave him new tools he can use when he’s doing his forging!

jayce’s favourite holiday activity is making gingerbread houses!

mainly sneakily nibbling away at little pieces of you (you notice)

you two end up ditching the house and smear icing all over each other

he licks the icing off your cheek

you tell him how gross he is but he’s not fooled when you’re blushing and giggling at his antics

after you two finish your “break”, you get to work on finally completing the gingerbread house

doesn’t let you leave the kitchen until you’re done - he made BLUEPRINTS for the house

it ends up being more like a mansion when you’re done

he’s cheesing so hard when it’s done and he makes you pose with the house

he posts it on his instagram story with some dumb caption (“look at my sweet treat and the gingerbread house we made 😜”) and you only find out when your friends send it to you

jayce’s favourite christmas song is all i want for christmas is you

Viktor:

viktor gifts you customised skincare he made just for you!

he is more physics-minded but after hearing you complain about how all the products you tried just weren’t doing it for you, he decides to step up

spends so much time consulting chemists at the academy for help creating the products

“subtly” asks you questions about your skin so as not to give himself away

“your skin looks quite dry today, would you agree?”

says this in front of a bunch of people - you hate this man so much 😭

you’re so happy when he gifts it to you, you’ve never had someone listen so intently to what you talk about

you definitely cry into his arms and he’s a bit stunned but eventually holds onto you - you stay like that for a while

he would love it if you gave him fancy coffee to help him stay up in the lab!

viktor’s favourite holiday activity is going to the christmas markets!

loves the smell of cinnamon and cocoa in the air, loves how the cold air nips at his nose

the icy ground is a bit of a nuisance for his cane but he knows he always has you to help out, even if he hates asking ^^

makes you two look at all the lights so you can rate them

goes to basically every dessert stand and scarfs down an insane amount of sweet things in record time

likes to buy the weirdest snow globes he can find

viktor’s favourite christmas song is winter wonderland

Caitlyn:

cait gifts you a first-edition copy of you’re favourite classical novel! 

she had to pull a lot couple of strings to get it but she would do just about anything for you 

even though you’d be happy with anything she gives you, she places a lot of expectations on herself 

she stresses herself out over making sure you have the best christmas ever 

she would love it if you gave her clothes that she would actually wear, things she’s told her she likes - not just what she’s expected to wear 

cait’s favourite holiday activity is ice skating!

she’s honestly so good at ice skating you’re surprised it isn’t her job or something 

takes you skating on the frozen lake at her estate 

if you don’t know how to skate, she’s incredibly patient and teaches you the basics

she loves that you have to cling onto her so you don’t fall over 

if you know how to skate, she bashfully asks if you want to learn couple’s ice skating choreography with her 

has the time of her life doing lifts and jumps with you! 

wishes she could stay outside skating with you 

cait's favourite christmas song is underneath the tree 

Mel:

mel gifts you a holiday at your dream destination!

she has lots of money at her disposal and gifts you things all the time, so she really has to go above and beyond for this one

you complain about barely getting to see her due to her work on the council so she manages to get a week away with you!

has a whole itinerary planned out so all you have to do is sit back and relax

makes up for all the time she spent away from you by making sure you're both attached at the hip lol

she would love it if you gifted her one of those jars full of little notes with things you love and admire about that person!

mel’s favourite holiday activity is playing games by the fireplace!

at first, she’s off-put by the whole idea - she’s not a child

but deep down i feel like she’s quite lonely and yearns to feel like she really belongs somewhere, she’s just scared to be emotionally vulnerable

so when you come along she reluctantly agrees and finds that she really loves doing this at a time that reminds her of her estranged family

loosens up around you and feels like she can really be herself

she’s also very competitive so it adds more drama to it all

you guys definitely argue when you play charades or uno 😭

she makes it up to you by letting you win the next game even if it’s incredibly obvious

makes silly bets when you play - “if i win the next round you have to tell me what you got be for christmas”

she’s such a cutie

mel’s favourite christmas song is santa baby

Ambessa:

ambessa gifts you a spa day

honestly a bit of a self-indulgent present since her mind isn’t completely innocent with this gift

a spa day is a spa day however

she doesn’t celebrate christmas - it’s a useless frivolity that wastes precious time that could be used to train her army

she knows how much you enjoy it though so she makes an exception for you

you can tell her heart’s not in it but it’s sweet that she tries for you

she would love it if you made her an intricate meal with all her favourite noxian foods!

ambessa’s favourite holiday activity is making christmas cards!

well, she’s not the one making them

she just watches you make them

but she thinks the look of concentration on your face is quite endearing so she stays around to watch you make them

she’s surprised by how much effort goes into making them from scratch and she walks away with a new appreciation for your hobby

you could beg her to join but she’s just not gonna do it 😭

she likes you, but not that much

ambessa’s favourite christmas song is none of them unfortunately <\3 (she has a soft spot for feliz navidad)

Heimerdinger:

heimerdinger gifts you a jailbroken gaming console 😭

he spent precious time on that thing

doesn’t agree with doing things like that usually but it’s christmas

everyone deserves a treat every now and then!

hopes you’ll focus on your work at the academy more often if you have this

backfires in his face because you’re constantly on it now, oh well

at least you liked the present

he would love it if you you gifted him a song you wrote!

heimerdinger’s favourite holiday activity is secret santa!

he is SO bad at keeping his a secret 😭

he goes around the academy asking people about your hobbies, likes and dislikes

you know he has you by the end of the day lmao

he’s so cute you can’t even be mad

heimerdinger’s favourite christmas song is wonderful christmastime

AU!Claggor:

claggor gifts you one of his hybrid plants! 

this is a huge honour since they’re basically his children 

the one he gifts you was a seedling from the very first plant that managed to survive off the fissure gases 

gives you a whole speech on how to properly care for it (tells you the secret is to whisper positive affirmations to it every morning) 

he’s nervous gifting it you since it means so much to him, but he knows he can trust you to look after it 

it’s so sweet since he’s sharing such an important part of his life with you!

he would love it if you gave him cuttings from a rare plant you may or may not have taken from some rich piltie 

claggor’s favourite holiday activity is baking! 

he has his own apron and everything 

makes cookies and yule logs topped with marshmallows - he goes above and beyond 

makes enough to give out to family and friends 

he loves seeing people enjoy his labor of love, it makes him all fuzzy inside 

claggors’s favourite christmas song is it’s beginning to look a lot like christmas 

AU!Mylo:

mylo gifts you wool gloves!

you always complain about having cold hands so whenever you two are outside, your hands are always in your pockets

but he wants to hold your hand :(

so gloves it is!

two birds with one stone

he would love it if your gift was literally just a kiss under the mistletoe, he doesn’t ask for much!

mylo’s favourite holiday activity is scavenger hunts!

he’s another one who thinks certain activities are childish, but once he gets in the zone istg he’s shoving actual kids out of the way 😭

like i genuinely believe you would have to restrain him because he’s going feral over this

he needs to calm down tbh

probably loses to a five year old and sulks for the rest of the rest of the day

mylo’s favourite christmas song is a nonsense christmas

Silco:

silco gifts you expensive clothes and perfume/cologne

he’s got MONEY and i feel like he wants to make up for the fact that he’s never had much growing up, so he spoils you in all the ways you deserve

he rolls his eyes if you tell him you don’t want anything for christmas

as if he would let you celebrate the day empty handed

when you asked him for a big fir tree you got it, along with mountains of presents stacked underneath

way too many for one person

he watches you intently with a smirk on his face, loving the way your eyes light up with each present you unwrap

he likes having the satisfaction that only he can treat you like this

he would love it if you offered to inject his eye as a gift - he can’t really reject this, can he?

if you offered under any other circumstances, he would probably say no

silco’s favourite holiday activity is dressing up as santa!

ok hear me out

one day when jinx was younger she asked if she would see santa that year

and he just…dressed up as him?? and gave her presents??? and now it’s a tradition that’s stuck 😭

keep in mind jinx didn’t believe in santa at this point but he had no idea about this so he didn’t want her to be disappointed

his santa impression is just “ho, ho, ho” 😐 he’s so deadpan it’s hilarious

he has this tacky stiff beard and pillows stuffed under his costume

so when you find out about it, you beg to see it with your own eyes

it’s sooooo embarrassing for him but he loves making his favourite people happy no matter the cost

doesn’t let anyone else but you two and sevika see him like that

silco’s favourite christmas song is…the christmas song lol

Sevika:

sevika gifts you a custom-made gun, “to Y/N, from sev” inscribed on the handle 

she’s secretly whipped for you but can’t let anyone else know, how else is she meant to keep up her tough facade? 

teaches you how to use the gun - she doesn’t want you to be defenceless in the lanes, especially since you’re connected to someone like her 

her worst fear is someone hurting you to get to her 

she would love it if you got her a backup arm, god knows hers is always getting ruined considering all the fights she gets into 

sevika’s favourite holiday activity is watching christmas movies!

she rarely gets a moment to relax so when the holidays come around, she loves getting to chill with you on the couch 

you guys watch those awful hallmark movies and you spend the entire time complaining the the tv about how unrealistic and dumb the characters are 

she throws popcorn at the tv whenever her least favourite character shows up 

oooh i can picture you two sipping on mulled wine, sevika’s arm wrapped around your shoulders 

you’re basically snuggled into her lap and she lives for it 

would die if anyone saw her like that though 

makes it a yearly tradition to show you the picture she secretly took of silco dressed up as santa 

she basically glows inside when she hears your laughter ring out like bells 

sevika’s favourite christmas song is please come home for christmas 

Vander:

vander gifts you free hug vouchers lmao 

i see him as someone who values sentimental value over material possessions, so he came up with this genius idea >:)

you’re having a bad day? redeem a free bear hug!

you’re feeling sappy? redeem a free bear hug! 

you just want a hug? you don’t even need to ask! 

he was scared you would think he was just being lazy with this present but he’s elated when he sees you openly tearing up at it 

you both laugh at the christmas table over his present 

he would love it if you gave the kids a gift, it shows how much you care! 

vander’s favourite holiday activity is carol singing

except drunk (it’s for charity!)

drunk carol singing is good for the soul, or so he says 

i can imagine him and silco when they were younger wandering the streets, cheeks red with sappy grins straining their faces, belting out songs at the top of their lungs 

multiple people told them to shut up 

they just sang louder 

end up at the last drop where they have a karaoke session 

when he does get tips for his carolina, he uses it to help the most vulnerable people in zaun 

helping his people is his main priority  

vander’s favourite christmas song is let it snow

masterlist

[residentflamingo]

Twice’s Favorite Core Memories with You

Twice x fem! reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: fluffier than a marshmallow 🥰

A/N: I just watched the new inside out movie and it was so good! 🥹 It may or may not have made me cry hehe. That movie is mostly where I got this idea from, but not 100%. I think I had been thinking of doing something like this for a while now, but I didn’t know how to word it. I know I said I was going to post the Jihyo fic a few days ago, but that one is taking a little bit longer to write than I expected. Not to worry though! It’s almost done and I’m super excited to show it to you guys. In the meantime, enjoy this little idea I came up with today <3 I love all of you, make sure you take care of yourselves during this hot summer. No matter what your body looks like, you will always be beautiful in a swimsuit ❤️

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ

Nayeon

Watching you sleep when you stayed over at her house for the first time

Going to the park with you at midnight to play on the swing set

Making a scrapbook with you after you guys go on a trip together

You coming to the studio and supporting her during her solo era

Teaching you how to swim

When she called you from the studio, and ranted about how much she missed you even though she had called after an hour of being gone

Meeting your friends, and them telling her about how much you talk about her

Hugging you during a horror movie because you were too scared to watch it

Picking you up from the bar when you were so drunk that you didn’t recognize her, and told her to go away because you had a girlfriend

Giving you a massage everyday after work

Jeongyeon

Seeing you walk down the isle during the wedding

You telling her that you were pregnant

When you cuddled up to her in the middle of the night, and she had to console you from your fear of thunderstorms

Staying up late at night to have deep conversations with you

Kissing your tummy during your pregnancy

Going to the beach with you for the first time

Slow dancing with you in the kitchen at 3am

When you consoled her during her moments of insecurity about her body

Watching you putting makeup on in the morning

Carrying you to bed after you fell asleep on the couch

Momo

Going to a Twice concert and telling her how good her solo perfromance was

Coming home late to see you fast asleep on the couch with the dogs

Helping her take off her makeup at the end of the day

Letting her cry on your shoulder after she had a bad day at dance practice and struggled with the choreography

Teaching her how to cook one of your favorite dishes

When you both laughed so hard at a joke that soda went out of your nose

Surprising her with promise rings in Paris

Her teaching you some different choreographies from Twice songs

Walking the dogs with you

Randomly brainstorming different names for your future child

Sana

When she met your family and spent Thanksgiving with them

Hugging you so hard after her one week quarantine that she knocked you guys over

Turning the volume all the way up and singing along to music in the car

When you guys danced and kissed in the rain

Doing your makeup for you

Her kissing all of your freckles after mentioning that you didn’t like them

Seeing you cry tears of happiness after she suprised you with an expensive gift

Finding your old baby pictures and putting one of them in her phone case

Shopping for baby clothes with you

Painting your nails

Jihyo

When you both went ice skating for the first time, and fell on the ice

Watching you play with her nephews 🥹

When you told her that you were proud of her and all of the work that she does for Twice

Getting down on one knee and proposing to you

When you surprised her at one of her solo performances after telling her you couldn’t make it

Watching you listen to her album before she released it

You meeting her parents for the first time

Playfully arguing about who gets to pay for dinner

Surprising you with a bouquet of flowers and watching you squeal with excitement

Trying new foods with you at a restaurant

Mina

Playing video games with her

Her first kiss with you

When you fell asleep on her lap on the first date

Building Lego sets together

Going to the convenience store with you at 3am to get some sushi

Taking you on a shopping spree, and buying you things you couldn’t afford growing up

Movie nights with cuddles

And also watching your favorite childhood movie for the first time, and seeing how excited you looked

Getting to see your reaction after watching her solo stage performance

Braiding your hair

Kissing your nose every time you get cold

Dahyun

Cooking pancakes with you on the days that she’s off

When you helped write lyrics for one of her songs

Surprising her in her hotel after she told you she was getting homesick on your

The time you were drunk and you told her how much you loved her smile

Her teaching you how to play the piano

Showing her your childhood photos

When she took you to her hometown, and she gave a little tour of it

Coming home late and seeing you cuddled up with a stuffed animal

Playing trivia games with you

Taking care of you when you’re sick

Chaeyoung

Getting a small tattoo of your name onto her arm

Her first date with you

When you complimented her on her beauty mark

Drinking tea and helping her think of ideas for new songs

Seeing you in a dress that was her favorite color for the first time

Finding you in the sea of people at one of her concerts

Doing the pockey challenge with you

When she took driving lessons with you

Listening to your parents tell her stories about when you were little

Taking an art class together and doing some pottery

Tzuyu

When you first told her that you loved her

Throwing her a surprise party on her birthday

When she took you back to her hometown and visited her parents

The many phone calls you two have when she’s on tour

Sitting outside and watching the stars with you

Going to the park and feeding the ducks

Listening to you rant about your personal interests

Hugging you from behind while you cook

Giving you a makeover and making pillow forts

The slow dance between you two during your wedding reception T-T

[sillysaurus]

🌊🏀🎭💙🦐💚🍄🫖🎏

Floyd & Jade leech Caregiver headcanons

Floyd will smother you. He loves big acts of affection, like engulfing hugs, and large quantities, like if he's going to give you a kiss he's gonna give you a lot of them instead of just one. Can be a little rough but would never intentionally hurt you, he just has too much cuteness aggression <3

Jade prefers smaller acts of affection, like giving you a head pat or a singular peck. He will often remind Floyd to be gentle and not overwhelming. But he loves you just as much <3

^ Jade has more control over his affection, he is however more easily flustered (not that he'll show it)

Floyd will also bite you (not hard) and doesn't mind if you bite him back. Do not bite Jade though or he will scold you </3

Dressing you up is one of their favorite things to do, but they often quarrel due to wanting you to wear different styles

When they take you out somewhere they glare daggers at anyone who judges you/looks at you funny, tehe <3

Jade likes to take lots of pictures of you, your cute outfits, cute pictures of you and Floyd, etc. And will use them for his secret scrapbook

They worry and try hard not to genuinely scare/hurt you, they care about you a lot and don't want you to see them as intimidating. If they scare/hurt you unintentionally they are quick to apologize and make up for it.

^ Despite this they will tease the life out of you </3 (not maliciously)

Petnames: Elver, (little) shrimpy, pearl, squirt, bud/buddy, kid/kiddo

Jade lets you sit in his lap as he drinks tea, will gladly accept an offer for a tea party

Floyd loves pretending to eat you (in addition to his biting) he will just nibble on you, your cheeks, stomach, etc, while making eating noises and telling you that you taste yummy

Jade will let you watch him make his terrariums, and maybe let you help/touch things. But he loves showing them off to you and teaching you about mushrooms!

Floyd is more sporty, he likes to play games and run around with you! pretend play, pirate play, play fighting, tag, etc.

Jade loves autumn (more mushrooms) and will take you out with him, on walks/hiking to look at mushrooms, after making sure you're bundled up!

^ Floyd does not like the cold at all though, you can get cozy with him indoors!

They both love swimming (obviously). Jade likes to float/relax in the water, he will tell you about the fish/plants/other nature that you see around. He loves when you collect shells and things for him, he will keep everything and use it in his terrariums <3 Floyd however will take this time to be playful, of course, he is not above splashing so watch out. He likes to appear out of the water and spook you, and tickle/touch you under the water to mess with you. I think they would both like the sand, and you all could build a giant sand castle! You and Floyd could also bury Jade in the sand if he takes a nap hehe <3

i will continue to update this btw! if i think of anything else <3

[hollowporcelain]

Some more sketchbook pages we did today :3

We were mostly just experimenting with stuff, we dont rlly like the Hex page but the spread for Paige?! AUCGFHFJFJK we love it sm we're so happy with how it turned out <3

(yes paige is quoting the mcr im not okay mv i HAD to i had the idea and could not let it go lol)

we have this little box that we like to keep random scraps in (bandages/plasters, soda tabs/ring pulls, candle labels, clothing tags, etc..) because erm we like to hoard. But they finally found a use! like i said, we were very experimental with these pages and we kinda ended up doing a bit more of a scrapbook type thing and its awesome hehe. its not super visible but we also did that coffee stain thing that was going around a while ago (on a seperate sheet of paper glued to thr page) and idk i think it looks cool :)

[wooliguns]

2. sage & berries

A loud crash reverberates from the backroom, followed immediately by a familiar, long-suffering whine.

“I just can’t believe it,” Collei groans startlingly, emerging from the back with the weight of the world on her shoulders. She heaves a sigh so deep it might collapse her lungs. “I still can’t. He came in without bodyguards too!”

Kazuha exhales, rubbing the back of his neck. “Probably because no one knew they’d moved into town until today. It’s all over social media. Keeps popping up on my feed no matter how many times I dismiss it.”

Tighnari tilts his head. “So, it’s confirmed it was really him?”

“Affirmative.” Collei squeaks like a dying instrument. “It was his mom’s birthday last week, and he bought Glaze Lilies for her, right?”

“Yeah.”

Collei throws her hands in the air and wails.

Tighnari fights back laughter from where he sits behind the register, scribbling nonsense into one of his scrapbooks. She looks completely wrecked—pear-green hair sticking in every direction like she barely survived a hurricane, bags under her eyes, and her uniform a mess.

Kazuha isn’t doing much better. He slaps a hand over his mouth, trying and failing to stifle a laugh.

“You’re being way too dramatic, love,” Tighnari drawls, lazily spinning his pen between his fingers.

“I’m not, boss! I’m just so, so sad.” She stomps toward one of the mantelpieces and starts rearranging things that don’t need rearranging, scowling as she does it. Then she scoffs, throwing a glance at Kazuha. “Can’t believe I didn’t notice it was him… He’s pretty good at hiding himself.”

“That, or your head was too preoccupied,” Tighnari muses, calmly. “I knew it was him, and I don’t stare at pictures of them every day like some people I know.”

Collei clicks her tongue, still visibly mourning her failure. “From what I remember, you asked me to get lunch, and when I came back… he was that guy in the red jacket, talking to Kazu.” She lets out a weak, defeated mewl.

Kazuha, leaning against the handoff plane, hums. “He was pretty chill. A bit flirtatious, though, I must say.”

Tighnari doesn’t react to that. Instead, he tunes them out, eyes flicking to the monitor as he moves his cursor, clicking open a tab he had left waiting.

T: You didn’t tell me you and your band moved into the city. C: Are we talking about The Generals? T: Yes. C: So, you live close by… T: Not really, but my shop is nearby. I think. One of my assistants mentioned it earlier. C: I see. Um, if it’s not too much… what’s the name of your shop? T: Hey now, are we really at the point in our friendship where we reveal such things? C: Friendship, huh?

Tighnari bristles, biting his lip.

T: If you say we aren’t, I’ll delete this app and you’ll never hear from me again. C: Please don’t, friend. T: Too late. You ruined the mood. C: I’m sorry :(

Why is his stomach flipping over this? He’s never even met this person. C could be a serial killer, for all he knows.

T: Forgiven. Anyway, names are off-limits. C: You’re so sassy, aren’t you? But just so you know—you basically already revealed where your shop is. You said it’s in the same city The Generals moved into. It only takes one Google search to find out where the band lives, and then it’s just a matter of looking up nearby flower shops. Hehe.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

C: You should really be more careful about what you say online. It’s dangerous.

Tighnari groans, rubbing his temples. To hell with him. This is embarrassing.

T: That’s fine. I own an ax, and I’m pretty good at wielding it. JUST SO YOU KNOW. C: Understood, T. No worries. Besides, I don’t plan on murdering you when I see you. More like, hugging you. Saying it’s nice to finally meet you and telling you how cool your neon green highlights are. T: So you do pay attention to my profile picture. Great. C: Of course. I pay attention more than you probably think I do. C: Why do you think I’m still here talking to you?

Tighnari swallows. That’s two points for C, zero for me.

While C hides behind a celebrity’s picture, Tighnari—like an idiot—has his actual face as his display photo.

Right, so… that one is on him.

Not that he has self-esteem issues. He’s always been proud of how he looks, hence putting his face out there. But C is being a menace right now.

Hn. Might as well be a menace right back.

T: So you’re only talking to me because of how I look? I see how it is.

He scoffs as he hits enter.

C: Nah. Put it this way: I came for how you look but stayed for who you are as a person.

No.

No, no, no.

This cannot be making his cheeks warm. Absolutely not.

T: You’re a sap, you know that? C: I am. What are you gonna do about it?

Tighnari leans back in his chair, heart pounding way harder than it should. Is he really getting affected by someone he’s never even met? Ridiculous.

His eyes land on the stress ball next to the cupholder, sitting among his other desk knick-knacks. He snatches it aggressively, squeezing hard. C can wait.

He shifts his focus back to Anise and Lemongrass’ emails—his job, his business. Duh.

C can wait.

**

The bell jingles as a customer walks in, a bright smile on her face as she scans the shop with warm hazel eyes, clearly looking for someone. Collei, who’s adjusting the temperature controls to keep the flowers fresh, gasps the moment she spots her. Without hesitation, she charges toward the entrance, nearly tackling the poor woman in a hug. “Amber!”

Amber barely has time to react before Collei latches onto her. Laughing, she wraps her arms around Collei’s waist. “Hi, Collei.”

Over her shoulder, she spots Tighnari at the till and nods in greeting. “Hello, Tighnari.”

“Amber.” He smiles. “Good to see you.”

“You too. And you as well, Kazuha.” She beams before glancing around. “I dropped by for some Mint. Got any in stock?”

Collei, still clinging to her, looks like she might combust from excitement.

Tighnari nods. “We do. Collei will show you.”

“Awesome!”

Before Amber can take another step, Collei grabs her arm. “Wait! Come with me for a second, there’s something I have to show you!”

Without waiting for a response, she tugs Amber toward the backroom, talking a mile a minute as they disappear behind the door.

Tighnari watches them go, shaking his head in amusement.

A few minutes later, Amber reemerges from the hall, now carrying a garland of Mint, her footsteps full of conviction. She rounds a shelf, then strides toward the counter with purpose, voice ringing out loud and clear—

“Tighnari! For real? Scaramouche showed up here last week?”

All eyes snap to her.

Tighnari hums, ruffled. “Oh? Yeah, it’s true.”

Amber brightens. “Oh my gosh. What does he look like in person? Is he pretty? Are the rumors true?”

Tighnari taps a finger to his chin, thinking. “Well, he was wearing shades and had his hood up the whole time, so I couldn’t see clearly. But through the dimness of his glasses, I could make out the rest of his face…”

“And?” Amber presses, her awe practically radiating off her. She’s standing at the counter now, eyes sparkling under the shop lights, and for the first time, Tighnari wonders if Collei is going to start telling everyone about this. If so, he might have to start dealing with more fans like this.

Actually, he thinks, I could just pass them off to someone else.

“Yeah,” he shrugs, “he seems fairly good-looking. Right, Kazuha?”

Kazuha looks up, if only just a bit. “Yeah, I guess.”

Amber’s brows rise. “Why are you asking Kazuha?”

There’s no suspicion in her voice—just curiosity.

Without missing a beat, Tighnari replies smoothly, “Your idol likes Kazuha.”

Amber’s eyes go huge, golden irises gleaming with interest.

“Oh… Wow.” She hands her chosen Mint to Kazuha, looking him up and down—not in a rude way, just assessing. Tighnari doesn’t bother commenting.

What does make him huff a quiet laugh is how casual she’s being about it. ‘What gives?’ As if it wasn’t painfully obvious when the guy was here. The way he kept staring, how he was caught staring, the way he was all too interested in Kazuha—it was plain as day.

Tighnari’s instincts had never failed him.

“Scaramouche kept checking him out,” he explains. “Openly admiring him. He also said he might come back.”

Amber tilts her head. “Just because?”

“Pretty much.”

Kazuha stays quiet, focused entirely on crafting the bouquet. His hands move with practiced ease, each fold and placement precise, almost adroit.

Tighnari watches, a small smile tugging at his lips. It’s always a pleasure to see Kazuha work, especially when it involves things close to his heart—plants, herbs, shrubs, foliage in all its forms. This is why they cost a fortune. Every single one. Not that he ever explicitly disapproves of people buying them for meaningless reasons. It’s not his decision to make—he only sells them. But if he has to sell them for trivial purposes, he may as well price them high enough that he doesn’t feel their loss.

And that, he supposes, is something no one else needs to know but me.

At long last, Kazuha speaks, voice soft yet certain. “Boss, I don’t think it’s like that.”

Tighnari’s ears perk up. “Oh, shush, you. You know it is.”

Amber grins from where she stands, clearly enjoying this. Kazuha, on the other hand, makes a face but chooses not to argue.

Tighnari lets it slide. Instead, he turns to Amber, readying a card for her bouquet. “What should I write?”

Amber straightens. “Oh, um! Just put, ‘Your smile makes the world brighter, so you better keep doing it. Your favorite granddaughter, Amber.’”

Tighnari smiles as he writes it down. “Okay. Here. Is this for your grandpa?”

Amber nods. “Yeah. It’s his birthday.”

“I see… Tell him we said happy birthday.” He hands the card over to Kazuha, who carefully tucks it into the plastic wrap.

Amber beams. “Sure! How much?”

Tighnari shakes his head. “Don’t worry about it. It’s on the house.”

Amber blinks, caught off guard. “Really? Tighnari, thank you.”

Before he can reply, Collei suddenly pops back into the room, immediately seeking Amber out. Tighnari isn’t surprised.

What does catch him off guard is the look Collei gives him as she stops behind Amber, her disarming green eyes locking onto his. His chest tightens. Those were the days.

When Collei needed a place to stay, and he had no way to take her in. No money. No job.

And Amber—Red Girl, the one who saved them—had been there.

They don’t talk about it anymore, Amber insisted, but Tighnari and Collei would never forget their most vulnerable days. Or the kindness that changed everything.

Tighnari clears his throat. “Pleasure’s mine.”

Amber smiles. “Bye! Collei, I’ll text you.”

“Okay! Take care, Amber!”

**

They have lunch in the back at noon, where Collei has been yapping non-stop, her voice animated with hand gestures and sound effects that grow increasingly exaggerated as the minutes pass. Kazuha humors her, nodding along, tossing in the occasional hm or ah, I see, while Tighnari listens in silence, too focused on his meal to contribute. He’s having an omelet, the basil meticulously chopped and sprinkled across the top, four strips of bacon, and a side of fried rice—simple, yet delectable.

So delectable, in fact, that he nearly misses the sharp knock and rasping against the front door.

Collei’s storytelling cuts off instantly. Kazuha’s chopsticks still, and when he and Tighnari lock eyes, there’s the same unspoken question hanging between them.

“…Didn’t you guys flip the signage before coming in here?”

Kazuha and Collei exchange a look.

“No.”

Collei shoots up, cheeks turning pink. “Ah-ah! Don’t worry, boss! I got it!” She presses a hand over her chest in a dramatic display of responsibility.

Tighnari exhales, setting his utensils down with a quiet clink. “No need. Stay where you are. I’ll get it.”

“Oh, um. Okay, if you’re sure?”

Warily, Collei sits back down. Tighnari wipes his mouth with a napkin before rising, slipping back into the main shop, mildly disoriented from the shift in atmosphere. Through the glass door, two figures stand just outside, deep in conversation yet sneaking glances into the store.

Neither of them notice him until he steps forward, peering at them through the glass.

With a sigh, he spots the signage—still set to Open. Right. That’s on them. Pressing his lips together, he twists the knob, opening the door just a crack.

“Hi. Sorry, we’re on lunch break right now. You might want to come back later—” He stops mid-sentence, recognizing one of them instantly.

“Oh, it’s you.”

“Hi! Yeah, it’s me from… hm, last week, I think?”

It’s him. Scaramouche from The Generals, once again clad in a disguise, as if Tighnari hadn’t already seen his face before. This time, it’s a navy blue oversized windbreaker, hood pulled up, dark shades hiding his eyes. Though Tighnari knows what color they are now—midnight blue, indigo, the dark waters at night.

They are pretty, if he’s being honest. Photogenic, even.

Biting the inside of his cheek, he nods solemnly. “Ah, yeah, I remember you.” His gaze flickers to the second figure. “And I see you’ve brought a friend this time.”

Like Scaramouche, the other man is also wearing a disguise. Probably another band member. If that’s the case… think, Tighnari. Who’s the one with teal highlights?

“Yup,” Scaramouche confirms, casual as ever. “Wanted some company, so I brought one of my friends. Heh. Anyway, lunch break. I guess we should come back later?”

There’s something almost… sheepish about his tone. Apologetic. It’s a little unexpected, but not unwelcome.

Tighnari nods once more, because, really, what else is there to say? This is awkward.

Time suspends for a moment, silence stretching between them.

Scaramouche flicks his gaze past Tighnari’s shoulder, searching for something—or rather, someone. Then, with a flash of perfectly aligned pearls, he grins, reminding Tighnari of his status as a celebrity with no physical flaws. There’s an undeniable charm about him, an effortless charisma that explains why people are drawn to him.

Absently, Tighnari wonders what Kazuha must have felt when this man had openly flirted with him.

At last, Scaramouche concedes, still grinning. “Alright, no worries!”

They turn to leave, and just as they step away, Tighnari feels something hot stir in his stomach when his gaze briefly overlaps with the mystery band member’s. Their eyes linger—just for a second, just long enough for Tighnari to feel as though he’s being gauged. His posture, his body language, everything.

It’s enough to make him want to look them up on Google again, just to connect the dots.

Maybe after lunch…

With an odd sense of agitation creeping up his spine, he pinches his arm absentmindedly. It’s strange, isn’t it? The effect important people have. He’s always found Collei’s obsession with celebrities a bit absurd, always thought the idea of crying over another human—just because they’re famous—was ridiculous.

But now that it’s happening to him, he can’t entirely dismiss the sentiment.

Maybe it’s not a myth.

Closing the door, he flips the signage to Closed—properly, this time—and turns around, only to catch sight of Kazuha leaning against the doorframe of the backroom, arms folded, watching silently.

A smile tugs at Tighnari’s lips. Hands in his pockets, he moves toward his assistant, fingers idly toying with his keyring. “He saw you, didn’t he?” he muses, recalling the look on Scaramouche’s face.

“Yeah.”

“Said they’ll be back after lunch.”

Kazuha lolls his head against the doorframe, utterly unbothered. “Hm. Cool.”

Tighnari stops beside him, withdrawing a hand to tap his shoulder, fingers squeezing briefly. “He seeks you out, Kazuha. That guy. I can tell he wants to pursue you.”

“…I know.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

Kazuha looks at him, at last, shrugging with a casualness that doesn’t entirely sit right. “It’s fine. It’s not like he’s serious about whatever it is he’s trying to pull.” He snorts, shaking his head. “Come on, boss. A famous person—who probably has millions of people kneeling before them every waking moment of their life—crushing on a lone florist? Bizarre, that.”

Tighnari arches a brow. Sure, he knows Kazuha is the laid-back, easygoing type. He’s known him for a year. But even that can change under the right circumstances.

A happening.

A person.

Anything can happen—overnight, over the years. In a day. In under an hour. In a second…

“But what if he is?” Tighnari challenges. “Serious, I mean.”

Kazuha doesn’t answer.

Which is precisely what Tighnari expected.

Biting back a smirk, he breezes past his assistant, reentering the backroom. And just as he does, he hears it—a quiet, barely-there gasp.

He smirks, the subtlest tilt of his lips, and calls over his shoulder—

“Exactly.”

**

Lunch break concludes, and the shop settles back into its usual routine.

Collei sits perched on a stool in the corner, methodically snipping away excess branches from flowers with a pair of shears. Kazuha remains at his workstation, threading ribbons through delicate arrangements, his movements inch-perfect and gradual. Meanwhile, Tighnari makes his way back to the till, phone in hand as he reconnects to the Wi-Fi.

And then—his brows shoot up.

C has sent him an absurd number of messages.

C: Hey, T. Sorry if I freaked you out earlier. I swear I won’t look up their new city. C: T? Are you busy? C: Oh no… I definitely freaked you out. God, I hope not. C: No, wait—I totally did. Shit. I’m so fucking sorry. C: T? C: I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. C: T… If you’re there… move the glass. C: Hahaha. Sorry, terrible joke. Horrible. Awful. Great job, C. Now he’s definitely going to ghost you.

Tighnari huffs, shaking his head. This guy…

Feeling mildly bad for leaving him in agony, he finally types a response.

T: That was pathetic, C. You’re right. I should abandon you. C: T!!! I’m so sorry!! Do you hate me? T: No, I don’t. I just had lunch and forgot to reply. I’m sorry too. C: Oh, thank fuck. I really thought I messed up. Again, I’m sorry for being weird earlier. Didn’t mean to. T: It’s fine. I’m still serious about knowing how to use an ax, though. C: You’re really stuck on that, huh? T: Just stating facts. C: Right. Well, I think it’s kind of cute, so I’ll let it slide. T: Whatever helps you sleep at night, C. Have you eaten? C: Yeah, we ordered takeout. Two of my friends went out without saying where. I’m stuck with one of them—we’re working on something, so I can’t really text right now. Just needed to see your reply. I’ll talk to you later, yeah? T: That’s a lot of words just to get rid of me. C: I swear I’m not. T: Relax, I’m kidding. I’m going back to work too. Talk later. C: Okay. As long as you actually do. T: Deal. C: Deal.

Satisfied, Tighnari pockets his phone, dropping into his chair to check the shop’s emails. He doesn’t get far. Scarcely half an hour passes before the door swings open, the bell overhead chiming softly.

Scaramouche strolls in, speaking animatedly with his companion—who, again, is in disguise. “We should’ve brought him,” the guy insists, their tone carrying a slight edge of exasperation. “He’d love this place.”

“We can bring him next time, Xiao. You already spend every waking moment with him. Can’t you separate yourself for a couple of hours?”

Tighnari’s mind clicks into place.

Xiao.

So this is Alatus.

The mental image resurfaces—dark hair accented with teal highlights, striking golden eyes, faintly glowing tattoos. He looks sharp, almost severe, yet according to Collei, he’s the gentlest of them all. You wouldn’t notice at first glance, though. Only longtime fans—or the particularly observant—would pick up on it.

Unintentionally, Tighnari cocks a brow. Across the shop, Kazuha, now standing between the rows of shelves, sends him a knowing look.

Yeah, same thought.

The moment Scaramouche notices Kazuha, his steps falter—just a tad.

There it is. That tiny, split-second shift in expression. The adjustment of posture. The flicker of awareness.

Tighnari smirks.

Kazuha is the first to speak, his voice smooth and composed. “Hello, may I help you with something?”

Scaramouche straightens, recovering quickly. “Oh, hi. Do you remember me from last time?”

Kazuha doesn’t miss a beat. “How could I forget? You’re that guy from that one band.”

No hesitation. No theatrics. Just stating it plainly.

Tighnari hums, amused, watching the interaction unfold. He can jive with that.

Then, somewhere in the room where she works with pots, Collei’s head snaps up so fast it’s a wonder she doesn’t give herself whiplash. Tighnari barely has time to brace before—“Oh. My. Gosh! Scaramouche and Alatus?!” she squeals.

Hah… She recognized him immediately. Fans. What a fascinating species.

“Oh?” Xiao muses, tilting his head. “Looks like we have a fan in the room.”

It’s the first time Tighnari hears his voice properly—his talking voice, in person. It’s not what he expected. There’s a clemency to it, almost soft-spoken despite the sharp edge to his features. Interesting.

Anyway, Collei practically flies toward them, already fumbling for her phone, any sense of shame long forgotten. “Yes! Yes, I am! I’m such a huuuuge fan!” she gushes, breathless with excitement.

Tighnari can only look away, resisting the urge to press his fingers to his temple. This is… a lot.

A sudden laugh breaks through the shop’s quiet buzz—a bright, tinkling sound that turns heads. Tighnari glances back, just in time to see Scaramouche and Xiao unveiling themselves for Collei, pushing down their hoods and slipping off their sunglasses.

Well, damn. Now he can really see them—their faces, their eyes, the way the shop’s lights catch the shine of their jewelry. Xiao’s ears are peppered with silver piercings, sharp accents against the delicate glow of his skin, while a black choker circles Scaramouche’s neck like a signature. Their smiles are picture-perfect, teeth straight and gleaming as they lean into the frame of Collei’s phone, throwing up peace signs on either side of her.

They’re naturals.

“Thank you so much!” Collei beams, practically vibrating as she tucks her phone away.

“No problem.” Xiao offers her a small smile. “What’s your name?”

“Collei! I’m Collei! I’ve been a fan since your first album—Just Four Lads! I love your music!”

And there she goes, fangirling even harder.

To Tighnari’s surprise, they don’t seem annoyed in the slightest.

The three of them embark into an easy, unforced bounce—laughing, answering Collei’s never-ending questions, exchanging casual high-fives like old friends. It’s shockingly constitutional. And honestly? Tighnari finds himself… pleased. Happy, truly, watching how they treat her with genuine warmth. He doesn’t have the heart to cut in and remind her that hello, she still has work to do?

But then there’s Xiao.

And he keeps looking at him.

Has been, actually. Since they wandered toward one of the shelves where Sweet Flowers are stacked, backs pressed against the wooden display.

Tighnari feels an odd flare of self-consciousness under the load of his stare. It’s not intrusive, nor hostile—just watchful. What’s that about?

He shakes it off. Probably just a habit. Famous people must always be on high alert, right? It’s not necessarily about him—maybe he’s just imagining things.

Deciding to focus on something tangible, Tighnari turns back to his monitor, scanning through emails. Out of the corner of his eye, he catches movement—Scaramouche, sauntering toward Kazuha, sliding into conversation as if he’s picking up right where they left off last time. Fascinating.

Tighnari isn’t a lip-reader, so he doesn’t even bother deciphering what’s being said. Instead, he returns his attention to his screen.

Until—

“Um, hi. Are you the shop owner?”

A voice—low, slightly raspy—breaks the quiet.

Tighnari looks up, fingers still hovering over his keyboard.

Xiao stands on the other side of the counter, golden eyes steady and cacographic.

Tighnari’s fingers curl before he lowers his hands, subtly balling one into a loose fist at his side. He schools his expression, keeping his tone even. “Yeah, that’s me. Thanks for stopping by, by the way. My colleague, Collei, is very excited to meet you.”

Xiao nods. “Yeah, we noticed.” His lips twitch—the ghost of a smile. “We’re happy to be here.” A pause. “I’m sorry, you are?”

Tighnari releases the mouse, rising from his chair. “Tighnari.” He offers a hand.

Xiao takes it, his grip firm but not overbearing. Tighnari notes the roughness of his fingertips—calloused, worn from years of practice.

“Xiao,” the star introduces himself, then after a beat, “Alatus.”

Tighnari smiles faintly. “I already know who you are.”

Xiao inclines his head, unfazed. “Tighnari, huh. I feel like I already know you too.”

Tighnari stills.

“…I beg your pardon?”

The handshake breaks, but Xiao’s expression shifts ever so slightly—his eyes widening for just a fraction of a second.

“Nothing,” he says quickly, too quickly. “I just—” He exhales, visibly backtracking. “I meet a lot of people. Must’ve… mistaken you for someone else. Sorry.”

Tighnari studies him. That… was weird.

“…Okay.”

Xiao lifts a hand to the back of his neck, rubbing unheedingly as if the motion alone could smooth over whatever awkward tension had crept into the conversation. Tighnari keeps his gaze steady, assessing. Something is up.

“Right…” he says slowly, neutrally. “So, do you happen to have any Cecilia?”

“Uh, yeah… I do.” Tighnari straightens, already calling, “Collei?”

“Yes, boss!”

She materializes immediately, quick as a flash.

Tighnari is unable to stop himself from laughing. “Would you be so kind as to assist Mr. Alatus with the Cecilias?”

“Of course, boss!” She beams, practically sparkling as she gestures toward the shelves. “Here, this way, Mr. Alatus, sir!”

Tighnari watches them go, his amusement sticking. Collei is a whirlwind of zest, her energy infectious. She’s like the little sister he never had.

Still, as Xiao follows after her, the man glances back.

Again.

Like he knows something Tighnari doesn’t.

The feeling stays.

Later, as more customers trickle in, both Scaramouche and Xiao instinctively slip their disguises back on—hoods up, shades in place. The seamlessness of it is almost mechanical, like muscle memory. They’ve done this a hundred times before.

The very minute they reach the till, Tighnari has a general idea of what they picked out—Scaramouche with a pot of Dendrobium, Xiao with the Cecilias. Ready to check them out, he gestures for Kazuha to prep a basket and a pot, then slides a card across the counter, glancing up at Xiao with his usual question. “What should I write here?”

Scaramouche leans against Xiao’s shoulder, murmuring something too low for Tighnari to catch.

Xiao exhales, almost like he’s poising himself. “Yeah, I… have this feeling I could trust Mr. Tighnari here.”

Huh?

Tighnari blinks, taken off guard. “I’m sorry. Trust me with what, exactly?”

“That you won’t out me,” Xiao replies simply, dipping his chin. His eyes—intense, unwavering—hold onto Tighnari’s gaze like he’s searching for any sign of insincerity.

Tighnari stills, temporarily caught between curiosity and skepticism. What is happening right now?

“…Out you?” he repeats, wary. “I don’t think I follow.”

A faint pink dusts Xiao’s cheeks, and then, clearing his throat, he speaks fast, like he just wants to get it over with, “I’m dating one of our bandmates. The vocalist.”

Tighnari absorbs that in silence.

Then, heaving, he mutters, “Ah… so the rumors are true.”

Xiao nods, composed now. “Yeah. But we’d like the rumors to stay just rumors.”

Tighnari surveys him for a moment longer before dipping his head. “Understood.”

There’s a flicker of relief in Xiao’s demeanor, his shoulders easing. “Thank you.” Then, quieter, “Please write: ‘You’ve got the nicest smile out of everyone I know.’ And… ‘I love you.’”

Tighnari nearly fumbles the pen.

He’s certain his face has turned a shade of rose. Tch. He focuses on writing, keeping his strokes neat despite the way his thoughts scramble. He himself just wants to get this over with.

When he finishes, he pushes the card toward Xiao. “Alright… Here you are.”

Xiao leans over, scanning the writing before offering a small, satiated smile. “Thanks. How much?”

“Fifteen thousand mora,” Tighnari answers automatically, barely sparing a glance at the apple-shaped clock. 3:17 PM.

Xiao retrieves his wallet, flipping it open. “Can I pay by card?”

“Sure.”

Sliding the card over, Xiao watches as Tighnari processes the payment, his fingers moving over the register before handing back the card.

Xiao pockets it but doesn’t step away just yet. “Don’t you have a tip jar?”

Tighnari pauses, caught off guard. “…No.”

Xiao tilts his head, thoughtful. “You should.”

Should I? He hadn’t even considered it.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” he replies instead. “Thanks for the suggestion. For now, here’s your flowers.”

Kazuha hands over the basket of Cecilias to Xiao, while Tighnari pushes the Dendrobium pot toward Scaramouche, who grins, admiring the craftsmanship. “Damn, this looks amazing,” he mutters, sounding impressed.

Xiao cradles the basket in his arms before adjusting his grip, holding it by the handle at his side. “No biggie.” He turns a little, calling, “Yo, Kuni.”

Scaramouche, still eyeing his flowers, roughly reacts. “Ah.”

“Ready to go?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Scaramouche exchanges a brief nod with Kazuha before stepping away to join Xiao. Together, they make their way toward the door.

As they step out into the cool afternoon air, Xiao says something—low, private. Tighnari wouldn’t have thought anything of it. Except—

Scaramouche suddenly stiffens, eyes widening before darting back to glance at…

Tighnari.

…Okay. But why?

**

“So…” Collei leans over the hand-off plane, voice dripping with mischief. “What did you and Kunikuzushi talk about?”

Kazuha, busy cutting out stickers for the decorations, doesn’t look up. He simply shakes his head. “Ah, just… stuff. A lot of stuff.”

“Stuff like what?” she presses.

“Random stuff.”

Collei squints, unimpressed. “He’s not gonna spill anything, is he?” She turns to Tighnari with an exaggerated pout.

Tighnari shrugs. He gets it. Some things aren’t meant to be discussed.

Collei huffs. “Oh, come on! Is he hitting on you, Kazu? Does he like you? Because I can tell that he likes you.” She crosses her arms, practically radiating smugness.

“He never said he does,” Kazuha murmurs, eyes still on his work.

“Well, that’s because he didn’t need to! It’s way too obvious!”

Kazuha’s hands still for just a second. His cheeks, usually pale, flush a shade suspiciously close to his eye color.

Collei narrows her gaze, grin widening. “I bet he asked for your number…”

Kazuha exhales through his nose. “He did.”

“Oh my god, so you’re gonna be text mates now! One of my friends is gonna be text mates with a General—”

“But I didn’t give it to him.”

Silence.

Collei’s face goes slack. “Wait, what?”

Tighnari chuckles. “Of course, he didn’t.”

And just like that, he tunes them out.

He hadn’t expected Kazuha to turn Scaramouche down, but he can’t say he’s surprised. With how much Kazuha prefers to keep to himself, it makes sense. Maybe he just doesn’t want the attention. Maybe he doesn’t want to be courted by someone famous. Or maybe, as always, Kazuha’s just going to do whatever he feels like doing.

Either way, it’s very in character.

Tighnari returns to his computer, opening up the browser. His thoughts drift. C hasn’t messaged in a while.

It’s not that weird—his schedule is all over the place. Probably just busy.

Yeah. That’s probably it.

They serve more customers as the afternoon stretches on.

Collei wanders around the shop, occasionally sighing, dramatically, lost in her own world. She taps away at her phone between tasks, grinning at something only she knows. Meanwhile, Kazuha has already driven off to handle deliveries, the thrum of their shop truck fading into the distance—right on time for the scheduled pick-ups.

Thus and thus, the day rolls forward.

**

C still hasn’t messaged, even as closing time rolls around.

It’s not a big deal. Shouldn’t be.

C must just be truly busy—maybe his manager pulled him in at the last second again, or he got caught up with friends, distracted by something outside of their usual customs. There are plenty of explanations.

Still, the silence sits oddly with Tighnari. But he doesn’t dwell on it. He has a house to return to, pets to feed, plants to water. A life outside of an online conversation.

So, he locks up the shop, watches his assistants head off for the night, then slides into his car and starts the drive home.

Overhead, the sky is heavy, clouds thick and layered in muted grays. It’ll probably rain again—nice. He sleeps best when the air smells like wet earth, when the sound of raindrops hums against the roof like a lullaby.

Pulling up to the curb, he parks, steps out, and makes his way inside, flicking on the lightbulbs one by one as he moves through his small, lived-in space. The Wi-Fi router hums softly as he plugs it in. Kicking off his shoes, he sinks onto the sofa, exhaling as he wiggles his toes against the fabric of his socks.

Then, after a few quiet seconds, his phone vibrates.

A single message.

C: Hello.

That’s it?

Tighnari snorts.

T: Hey. C: Seems like it’s about to rain again. But I guess you’ve been home for a while now.

Huh.

Raining again, he says.

This is the second time C has mentioned the weather—the same weather Tighnari is experiencing.

So, they live close to each other.

Interesting.

Tighnari doesn’t mind. Not in the slightest. But that doesn’t mean he won’t call C out for it.

T: Yeah. Hey, you slipped again, just so you know. C: What do you mean? C: Oh.

At least he catches on quickly.

C: This makes us even then. Or not, since you just admitted it’s the same for you :P So… are we neighbors? T: Perhaps. C: I’m okay with that. T: Me too, I suppose.

The conversation meanders between them as Tighnari moves through his evening routine. C isn’t replying as fast as he normally does, but that’s fine. If anything, it reassures Tighnari—at least he knows C also has a life.

So, while waiting for responses, he tends to his crops, letting the scent of damp soil and fresh leaves settle in the cool air. He feeds his pets, greeting his Senegal parrots, who chatter back at him in mismatched phrases that make him chuckle.

Dinner is a slow, willful process—gathering spices from the cupboards, chopping vegetables he grew himself, simmering everything down into something warm and flavorful. He eats while making a mental list of which flowers in his backyard are ready for the shop.

This lifestyle—his small, quiet, self-made lifestyle—is good. Exactly how he wants it.

His phone buzzes again.

C: Hey, T. T: Yep? C: Do you have other social media? T: No. C: For real? No Twitter? T: I don’t have Twitter. C: Good for you then. Haha. T: Why do you ask? And why is it good that I don’t have one? Is it that bad over there? C: Bad can’t even describe half of it. T: Oh. Lol. Then I’ll stay as far away as I can. C: That you should. Although… it’d be nice to see you tweet. Your intellect and wit would be refreshing. T: Well, too late for that. C: Definitely too late. This is better though. Just me, you, and this godforsaken app. T: You don’t like sharing, do you? C: I don’t. I get to have you all to myself :) T: Not just a sap, but possessive too? Wonderful, C. C: You wound me. T: Deserved :p C: :o !! C: You used an emoji. T: This :p? Learned it from you.

**

Tighnari arrives at the shop earlier than usual, already set on refilling their stock.

The moment he steps inside, he shrugs on his apron, pulls on his gloves, and gets to work. Two hours later, he’s still crouched in the greenhouse, pressing damp soil into place, planting seeds in careful rows alongside fresh fertilizer. He reaches for the watering can, tilting it just enough for a steady stream to soak the earth.

And then he repeats the process. Again and again. Coherent, efficient, precise.

He’s about to press his shovel into the next row when—

“Uh, boss?”

Tighnari glances up. Collei stands at the entrance, framed by the light seeping through the greenhouse panels. “You’ve got a visitor.”

“A visitor?” He wasn’t expecting anyone. He straightens a bit. “Did they say who they are?”

“No. But…” Collei tilts her head. “They look like a walk-in applicant.”

An applicant?

“But we’re not hiring.”

Collei shrugs, clearly just as confused as he is.

Humming, Tighnari peels off his gloves, rising from the ground. He unfastens his apron, leaving it draped over the nearby bench before making his way out of the greenhouse, passing through the backroom and stepping into the cool, air-conditioned front of the shop.

And there, standing near the counter, is a girl he’s never seen before.

Long ginger hair cascades over her shoulders, flowing like silk against the pale yellow fabric of her dress. She’s studying the arrangement of flowers nearby, but the second she senses his presence, she turns—and Tighnari is momentarily struck by the sheer brightness of her aquamarine eyes.

“Hi!” she greets, beaming.

He nods politely. “May I help you?”

“Yes! Um—” She clasps her hands together. “My name is Nilou, and I was hoping I could apply here?”

Tighnari frowns, his ears twitching. “Oh. My apologies, but we’re not hiring at the moment.”

The excitement in her expression deflates instantly. She pouts, looking so genuinely dejected that Tighnari has to fight the urge to sigh.

“I’m sorry,” he adds, a bit softer, “but why did you think we were—”

Then he notices them.

People.

Peering through the shop’s front windows.

Too many. Far too many.

What the hell?

“Um. Boss?” Collei’s voice is tight, uncertain. When Tighnari turns, he sees her staring at her phone, wide-eyed, as if she’s just seen something horrific. “Our shop got featured in a news outlet,” she breathes. Then, barely a second later—“Scratch that. Outlets.”

A slow, sinking feeling creeps into his stomach.

“Oh,” Tighnari swallows. “Is this about—”

“Looks like it,” Kazuha interjects, stepping into the room, his expression scrawled.

The applicant shifts uneasily, glancing between them. “I’m sorry, but… what exactly is happening? Why are there so many people outside?”

Tighnari levels her with a look. “Aren’t you here for the same thing?”

She waves her hands frantically. “Oh, no! No, I just really need a job close to my college. Promise!”

He narrows his eyes slightly, but he doesn’t sense any dishonesty.

“Okay, well,” he says at last, “we don’t have a position open right now.”

She slumps, visibly chastened. “Oh, come on! Please? I can sweep the floor, clean around, wipe windows—anything! Just please—”

Tighnari rubs his temple. What a morning.

“Wait for me in the back.” He nods at Collei. “Show her the backroom, please.”

“Copy, boss! Come with me, girl.”

Collei practically drags her away, and as soon as they disappear, Tighnari exhales sharply, turning his focus back to the real issue at hand. What the hell is he supposed to do about the crowd outside?

Shooing them away would only paint the shop in a bad light. He likes his shop’s good reputation. But letting this continue? That’s a problem waiting to happen.

With a shake of his head, he moves behind the till, waking up his computer.

If he’s going to understand exactly what kind of chaos he’s dealing with, he needs to see what Collei was talking about.

First, he types Anise and Lemongrass.

A few old articles pop up—features from years ago. Nothing relevant.

Okay.

Next, he tries The Generals.

Immediately, dozens of images fill the screen—concert shots, candid interviews, press junkets. Still not what he’s looking for.

So he narrows it down.

Flower Shop The Generals.

The search results load, and—oh, shit.

The headlines are preposterous.

‘Band Members of The Generals, Alatus and Scaramouche, Spotted Walking Into a Flower Shop in Avidya!’

‘Scaramouche and Alatus Seen Shopping for Flowers—Could It Be That They’ve Found The One?’

‘The Generals’ Alatus and Scaramouche Visit Anise and Lemongrass—Who Are They Buying Flowers For?’

‘Cutie Drummer and Hottie Lead Guitarist Seen Flower Shopping—Romance in the Air?’

Tighnari presses his fingers against his temple. Oh, for Archon’s sake.

He skims through the articles, scanning the over-the-top speculation, the blurry zoomed-in photos, the pure absurdity of it all.

At his peripherals, Kazuha passes by, and Tighnari barely glances up before asking, “What do you think, Kazuha? Is this good news for us?”

Kazuha hums. “I mean… if it means more customers, then…”

“Customers, sure. But what if we get fans camping outside the shop just to catch a glimpse of their idols?”

“Then that could pose a problem, boss.”

Tighnari sighs.

Before he can spiral any further, a tab on his screen blinks—a new message notification.

C.

Tighnari blows a breath, clicking on it.

C: Hey. You there? T: I’m here. What’s up? C: Just checking in. You alright? T: I am. Why wouldn’t I be? C: Nothing… Just had a feeling. Happy to know you are :) T: That’s sweet of you to check in on me. C: Ah, just felt like I had to. I’m actually in a meeting with my manager and friends right now, so… I’ll chat with you later. T: Sure. Have fun. C: Yeah, not sure about fun. Two of my friends did an oopsie, so now all four of us gotta sit through all the blame lol. But I’ll try.

Tighnari pauses, staring at the message. An oopsie?

What kind of—

He shakes his head. Not my business.

Sliding his phone into his pocket, he leaves the till, letting Kazuha handle the ever-growing stream of customers. There are more people than the norm, the shop teeming with energy he still isn’t sure how to feel about. On one hand, business is thriving. On the other… this could be a stumbling block.

Pushing the thought aside for now, he strides into the backroom, where the walk-in applicant—Nilou, was it?—waits with hopeful eyes.

“You’re hired.”

Aquamarine eyes go round, her entire face lighting up. “Wait—really? Oh my god, yes!”

“Will you be able to start today?”

“Yes! Absolutely!”

Tighnari nods, exhaling through his nose. “Good. Collei, show her where the aprons are. We don’t do uniforms here, so—”

“That’s fine!” Nilou chirps, raising a hand. “I’ve got plenty of clothes I can wear to work.”

“…Right. Am I correct about your name being Nilou?”

“Yes!”

“Alright, Nilou. Welcome aboard.”

Collei squeals and throws her arms around Nilou, the two of them hugging like childhood friends reuniting after years apart. Wow.

Tighnari watches for a second, then promptly turns on his heel and leaves them to it.

Back at the register, Kazuha is stationed at the hand-off plane, finishing up a bouquet for a customer. He scrawls something onto a card, then rings them up while Tighnari slides in beside him to help with the next order.

Together, they work through the queue, the shop flowing like a well-oiled machine. Customers come and go, the scent of fresh flowers thick in the air, the sound of paper wrapping crinkling under practiced hands.

“Bye! Thank you for dropping by Anise and Lemongrass!” Kazuha calls out, waving at the latest customer—a green-eyed individual with thick glasses who beams before heading out the door.

The rush slows, and Tighnari finally takes a moment to pull up his messages with C again, resting his chin in his palm as he rereads their last exchange.

Something about it lingers; a nagging thought.

The timing of C’s text—checking in on him, right when his shop had made headlines.

And that comment about an oopsie.

Tighnari frowns.

“What’s C stand for, boss?”

He jerks, nearly dropping his phone.

“Kazuha, damn it! How long have you been standing there?”

Kazuha is utterly unbothered. “Long enough to see that whoever this is mentioned an ‘oopsie.’” He raises a brow. “Are you talking to Cyno?”

Tighnari chokes on air. “Cyno?! Like, from that band?! No! What the hell, Kazu? Why would you even—”

He stops.

Looks back at the messages.

Then lowers his voice.

“I mean… I don’t think so?”

Because no way.

Right?

“This is a dating site, Kazuha,” he argues, though suddenly it sounds a lot more like he’s convincing… himself. “What would a famous person be doing on a dating site? With his own face on display?”

Kazuha doesn’t answer.

Just gawks at him.

Then, with an infuriatingly unintelligible smile, he turns on his heel and walks away, leaving Tighnari standing there—heart suddenly thudding a little too fast.

He snorts to himself. “There’s no way.”

But even as he scoffs, he scrolls back.

Back through weeks of messages, combing over conversations he’d never questioned before.

And now, he can’t help but wonder—

What if there is?

[comingyourlugubriousness]

"Bunnies are usually Yuuta's thing, but I'll join in just this once!"

I've been working on this for a bit in between work and other things and I'm glad to finish it! I've watched the first half of the White Rabbit festival and its very fun so far. A nice little break for chapter 7's intensity! (In case anyone still doesn't know I haven't been as active lately because I have a full time job now! I'll still be making content though, just a bit slower! <3)

Voice lines Under the Cut:

Set Home: Let’s hop to it! Hehe~

Home Idle: There's so many pretty flowers here! And look, even the bushes are shaped like rabbits, how cute!

Idle 2: The history of Deuce's hometown is so interesting, I have read about the white rabbit before, but hearing the local folk tales and legends adds an entire new perspective!

Idle 3: I gotta make sure to get pictures of everyone in their outfits! It’ll be a great section in my scrapbook. Maybe I can get one of Deuce and his mom too?

Idle Groovy: -LOCKED-

Home Login:  All the ticking clocks in town make me feel a little nervous…I’m not sure why?

Tap: The ears on my costume are floppy! I hit myself in the face a few times hehe!

Tap 2: Ortho’s been taking pictures along with me, the two of us have tons of great shots! I’ll have to make sure to get pictures of him, sometimes he forgets to take some of himself.

Tap 3: Even though I think Deuce’s outfit is pretty goofy I told him he looked handsome and distinguished! You gotta look out for your homies!

Tap 4: Silver was staring so intensely at me, it kinda freaked me out! But…it turns out he just wanted to tell me my shoe was untied. Then he even kneeled down to tie it for me…He seems like an alright guy.

Tap 5: Epel kept trying to compliment my look by saying it was “cool” and “statuesque”! Is it so bad to just look cute? **sigh** I don’t get it…

Tap 6: The glasses I’m wearing are styled after the pair the White Rabbit wore. They're a little smaller than my normal glasses, but they have their own charm.

Tap Groovy: -LOCKED-

Bonus meme bc I loved the silhouette:

[voltoise-art]

(For the gravity falls x persona au [really fun combination absolutely amazing 100 tokens]) dipper persona concept?: noir style cloak that is made of book leather, with pushpin buttons and paper and stickynotes visible underneath. Two pairs of hands, both covered in roving eyes, with both hands either emerging from the sleeves, somewhere behind, or the gap in the coat. Has hair (either long or short) that looks mildly prehensile, with a hat (either matching noir-style or baseball) that has Mabel’s valentines day heart on the front with the pine tree over it.

Mabel persona concept?: woven body with a shifting oversized sweater. Base color is pink with sparkles, but the sweater is woven with stylized memories so its more of a rainbow. Hands are needles, and shape into gadgets during animations (grappling hook). Scrapbook head with the shooting star as a cover.

sorry if this was rude, have a good one!

I've actually been sitting on Dipper and Mabel's persona designs since I think mid-December (have to reveal them correctly, we'll get them), but I CAN say that you're spot on with the woven body and grappling hook inclusion for Mabel's :]

(also, no worries for the ask!! I like seeing people's ideas and reactions to the au hehe)

[viperbunnies]

omggg Oya is this you? I recognize your chibi style waaa Thank you for drawing my sona! They look so cute in your style 🫰🫰

Hi hi Ian! I'm assuming these are the messages you sent hshsh I'm glad you think so! I had so much fun designing the page, been adding more stuff cause I just want it to look like an actual scrapbook I'd make lol. (The Jami tsum was the cherry on top hshsh he's there so I can stare at him for hours lmao)

Aww hello anon! I love clowns <3 your design is so cute hehe thank you for the doodle!

OMG OZZIE IN MIMI'S STYLE... IT'S SO SQUISHY HSHSHS I'M GONNA GOBBLE HIM UP! Thank you for the doodle Mimi!

a toiny wild bnuuy shroom omg... i must analyze it right now.