#look at her. cutie patotie

[frog-in-a-dew]

Colored sketch and final drawing on note app rather than studying :3

[michael-is-a-mango]

I LOVE HER SO MUCH

OH MY GOD THE NEW CASSIE WIKI RENDER<3333333333333333

[mishim0]

I wanted her to look more badass but she looks so cutie patotie

Anyways, I wanted to do it, it's already done and I don't think I'll redo it 🕴🏻

[yoshikoooo]

WIND BREAKER HCS|Fem! Reader

Featuring: umemiya hajime, Sakura haruka, kaji ren , jo togame. synopsis: your friend needed help in their butler cafe, and you agreed forced to cooperate. Reader is simply crossdressing. Warnings : Fem! reader, slight ooc, slight suggestive on umemiya and togame's parts, cursing, established relationship, role playing, reader is flirty.

"Y/n, I beg you!" Shima pleaded desperately, clutching onto your leg with an iron grip, her eyes pleading beneath the butler-style outfit and wig that transformed her into an uncanny likeness of one hell of a butler. "Huh? You expect me to wear those lame ass suits—" watch your mouth girl "It'll only be for a day, I promise. You'll get paid handsomely, and all you have to do is smile at the ladies!" Her grip tightened on your leg, eliciting a frustrated groan from you, annoyance etched across your face. "Damn it, but no pictures nor words can leak," you insisted firmly.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･SAKURA HARUKA °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

The cutest tomato in the whole world. come fight me if you disagree

"So why the heck are we buying a damn cake here in a butler café?" Sakura whispered loudly enough for the group to hear, earning a chuckle from the man with tasseled earrings. A reaction of a virgin is honestly amusing right suo?

already tapping his foot anxiously as he noticed that almost the cafe is filled with women. 'fuck fuck fuck fuck-'

This cutie patotie is scared. but wont admit it.

He felt like he just walked on a tigers den.

"Their cakes are the best-selling. Hiragi wanted us to get one since it's Tsubakino-san's birthday," Nirei explained, causing Sakura to click his tongue in mild annoyance. "Why can't we just buy it at a normal cake shop"

suo who is watching their captain's every movement is amused at the situation.

"That doesn't make sense; they're just wearing some fancy suits," Sakura remarked, unimpressed.

He had some thoughts that what if you were one of the customers here

'.....'

and that created some kind of fog on his lungs and suddenly he felt his head clouded.

it was clear that he kind of not wanted that.

He would be jealous

especially when his eyes landed on a particular butler. The suit was perfectly tailored, fitting the butler like a glove. As the butler helped a lady who had stumbled, a chorus of delighted squeals erupted from nearby women, clearly enamored by his looks and chivalry.

"Wait, that butler looks familiar," Suo echoed Sakura's thoughts as he observed the butler assisting the lady. "H-huh, Y/n-san...?" Nirei suddenly exclaimed as the realization dawned on him. 'huh' Sakura watched you smile sweetly at the ladies. "W-What is that idiot doing here—" "Oh, Y/n-san looks good in a suit. I didn't know she had that kind of hobby," Suo remarked, watching their leader turn red as he looked at you, handsomely serving. 'Surprisingly it suited you' "Eh, did Y/n-san not tell you?" Suo questioned, glancing at Sakura, who shook his head. "No..." Just then, you took an order from the counter. "Y/n, that's a takeout for the Furin boys over there," one of the chefs informed you, making you freeze on the spot. "F-Furin?" you stuttered, slowly looking at the group already watching you. "Damn it," you muttered, deciding to remain professional and maintain the butler façade as you approached their table. "Young masters, your le fraisier cake is served for takeout. Please enjoy," you said, flashing them the same charming smile you usually reserved for the ladies. "O-Oh, thanks, Y/n-san!" Nirei stammered, causing your brow to twitch. 'Fuck, they know.' "You look so handsome, Y/n-san," Suo added, smiling beside Nirei. 'Was that really a compliment?' Then you looked at the half-haired boy, seeing him averting his gaze. "No compliment from you, young master?" you asked, smirking at your boyfriend, who was as red as a tomato. with a big huff, He quickly stood up and made his way to the door, the other two following suit, prompting you to follow them as well. "I shall await your return, young masters," you said, your voice smooth and confident. With a swift, practiced motion, you took Sakura's hand and placed a light kiss on it, earning a startled shriek from him. Your mischievous eyes met his, watching him tremble and turn an even deeper shade of red. 'Just how red can you get?' "Y-You idiot!"

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮KAJI REN ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮

Won't notice that it was you at first cause this man won't stare at a random dude in the eyes.

Why would he make his way out for just a random dude wearing a cringey cosplay?

Excuse me, that is your girl over there

you didn't inform him about the butler cafe. Cause why? It was embarrassing. uwu

You can't handle any more degradation.

You were honestly fighting demons when you agreed to buy something on the store with this stuffy, uncomfy, cringey outfit.

you prayed to be invisible for a day. The humiliation is eating you inside out, and if your boy found you wearing that, urgh Go bury yourself in some hole.

This boy is a judger. Basically would eye you up and down and his eyebrow would twitch.

He won't be honest with you, he did not want to admit that you honestly looked handsome. Tsundere things...

irritated by the fact that you were an inch taller than him now. What kind of fucking miracle of a shoes did they give you?! He had some urge to burn those shoes away.

The chefs at the café asked you to buy cream from the store, noting how busy the place was with so many customers. On your way back, you got caught up in a fight. Just as you were about to fall, a large hand grabbed your shoulder a bit roughly, steadying you. The familiar scent of sweet vanilla reached your senses. He quickly stood you upright, not daring to look at you directly. Why would he even look at a man? Before you knew it, the fight ended, and the blonde was about to scold you for just walking into a fight. "Hey, what were you doing—" he started, but stopped midway when he realized it was you. "H-Hey—" "What the heck are you wearing?" he asked, his eyes scrutinizing your outfit. "Haha, ain't I handsome?" you said with a grin, flashing him the signature smile that made the ladies at the café squeal. "Have you gone crazy?" he remarked harshly, as expected, making you chuckle awkwardly. "Now now, I'm just helping a friend," you explained, and the blonde in front of you nodded lazily. 'A friend, huh?' "Oops, I still need to give them the cream," you said, glancing at Kaji, who seemed to be watching your every move. He remained silent, appearing somewhat out of it. 'You're going back there in that outift...? seriously?' "Young master, will you give this lowly servant a kiss before I go?" you teased theatrically, causing his eyes to widen and his face to flush a deep red as he tried to hide his embarrassment. You smirked at his reaction, taking the opportunity to grasp his hand and gently remove the lollipop from his mouth, replacing it with a soft peck on the lips. "H-Huh?!" "Sweet," you mumbled just loud enough for him to hear, watching him remain still and red as you placed the lollipop back in his mouth. He looked like he is about to explode. "Just you wait until we get home," he threatened, though his flustered state made it less intimidating. "Oops," you thought, quickly turning and running back to the café as fast as possible.

・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・UMEMIYA HAJIME・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

A big ball of sunshine here.

Hajime was shocked when he just saw a random dude wearing a fancy suit walking by.

"What a fancy guy" he remarked as he continued eyeing the guy.

but looking up close, His smile widened.

He honestly loved how you look so good in that butler outfit.

But why didn't you told him at least? This big boy's kokoro is hurt urgh. and yeah, you forgot to tell him since you were busy contemplating your life decision.

He might ask you to cross dress again. oh god no.

But then again you'd already lost your dignity the moment you agreed to this, so what was there to lose now? still no.

looking at you again, ah- How badly he wanted to just keep you to himself.

Doesn't mind the PDA that much so when he approached you, he quickly locked his arms on your waist.

Remember, there are furin boys all over the town-

"Eh, I-Is that Hajime-senpai—" one of the Furin-coated boys stammered, eyes widening as they saw their strong captain kissing a... man? A butler, specifically? "Shit, should we tell Y/n-san?" "I-I'm not sure." "But how do we tell her?" Click "I'll keep a picture in case she doesn't believe me." "Wait, let's just pretend we didn't see anything." Meanwhile, you glared at the white-haired man in front of you. Your eyebrows twitched in annoyance. How the hell are you not even taller than your man despite wearing these huge ass heels? You still looked small standing next to him, frustratingly unable to match his height, unlike how you towered over some of the ladies. "Hajime, I still need to go back," you said, trying to remove the strong arms of the man in front of you. "Hmmm... I want a hug from my butler," he cooed, nestling his head against your neck. "No, we're outside, Hajime," you whispered, but he simply hummed in response. "You're too handsome, I'm getting jealous," you heard him pout against your neck, making you sigh in disbelief. "I'm wearing makeup."

"Still." You cupped his cheeks, and he finally stopped nestling into your neck, making you smile softly. "My dearest lord, may you permit this lowly servant of yours to return to tending his duties?" you said, slipping back into your butler persona. You took his hand and placed it gently on your cheek. "Such a devoted servant," he replied with a grin, finally releasing you but not before planting another kiss on your forehead. "Don't make me wait too long." You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile tugging at your lips. "I won't. Now behave while I'm gone."

____ A day passed, and the usual buzz of activity surrounded you. Some of the Furin boys approached you, their curiosity evident. "Y/n-san, are you alright with our captain?" one of them asked, a hint of concern in his voice. You shrugged it off with a smile. "It's the same as usual," you replied casually. But then, one of them pulled out his phone and showed you a picture. Your eyes widened in shock as you saw the image of you and Hajime kissing while you were in your butler outfit. You forced an awkward smile, your mind racing. 'I-I can't say I'm the one he's kissing right...?'

⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆TOGAME JO⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

This sly dog. Although I don't mind, arf arf.

He was drinking ramune when a handsome dude passed him by.

"Cosplay....?" he mused slowly, noticing the man's attire wasn't just an ordinary suit. His gaze followed the man, who had paused because a cat was blocking his path.

How heart warming it is to see a guy wearing a fancy suit to stop infront of the cat just to pet it. I mean who can't resist the furballs?

He had thoughts on how the hell did the guy handle the heat despite wearing such layers?

Cause if he was wearing one, He's sure He'd rip it hours ago.

and when he caught a glimpse of the face- 'Huh?'

He did kind of contemplate if that was really you. I mean you looked more... handsome?

His smirk widened as he confirmed it was you by the distinctive placement of your moles.

Slowly and unnoticed, he walked up to you. Just as you stood to return to the café, you were suddenly pinned against a nearby wall.

you shriek as you slowly opened your eyes to see the perpetrator.

"Hey, prince charming," the deep voice of Togame made you flinch and look directly into his eyes. His glasses slightly hid his amused gaze.

"Jo! Are you really serious?" you said in disbelief, sighing in relief that it wasn't one of the creepy dudes.

He brushed off your comment, continuing to eye you with a playful intensity.

"Looking hot, ain't ya?" he smirked as you shrank under his gaze, still pinned against the wall.

"You think so too?" you smiled sheepishly, the corners of your mouth lifting as the man before you giggled.

"I can't believe I've been dating a man this whole time," he joked, his voice mockingly disheartened.

You chuckled softly, reaching up to grab his chin.

"Young lord, would a kiss suffice as an apology?"

Your eyes glistened with mischief, catching him off guard with your sudden change of attitude. Who knew you had this cheeky side too?

You sure do like testing his limits as he leaned in closer to you.

"I don't think a kiss would... suffice," he said slowly, his breath warm against your skin.

Your heart raced as you felt the heat of his body pressing closer.

He leaned in, his lips barely brushing yours, teasing and testing your resolve.

"I think you'll need to do a lot more than that to make it up to me,"

With a sudden, bold move, you closed the gap between you, capturing his lips in a kiss that was both soft and demanding. The intensity of the moment made your heart race, but you pulled away before things could escalate further.

"My break is about to end," you said, noting the disappointment in his eyes despite the lingering smile on his lips.

"Eh... ditch it," he replied casually. You pecked his lips again, and with a swift movement, you slipped past his hold.

A cheeky smile escaped your lips as you glanced back.

"no can do,"

He watched your figure fade into the distance, a mixture of amusement and something darker in his gaze.

"right...I'll see you later anyway,"

[angelsbless]

Mash burndead x reader| Part I

(I've been obsessed with mashle recently so here's some headcanons)

Looks like a cinnamon roll could actually kill you? Exactly!

This man didn't even know what he was feeling for you, until one day one of the upperclassmen confessed to you, mash heard the convo by coincidence, his chest hurt him and he didn't know why. He was on his way to buy cream puff but he lost appetite. When you rejected that guy he tried to hurt you and then mash within seconds sent him flying away as he said. " She's mine, do not touch her! "

You were so surprised that he said it so boldly not knowing if he does even realize what he's saying.

After what happened mash told finn about it all and finn sighed and told him that it's love.

The next day mash made you cream puff and casually gave it to you and said " i love you ". You chuckled when you saw his red ears.

He's such a cutie patotie he doesn't know much about love but he tries.

Blush slightly when you guys hold hands and is afraid of hurting you because he's so strong.

Gets teased often by Lance and Dot, but doesn't care as long as the two of you are happy.

This guy tries all the baking recipes in the world and makes you taste them. ( They always turn up so good )

Training dates are a must!

You help him with all the stuffs that requires magic, such as homeworks, you also help him with studies because he's just a softie gym rate who loves cream puffs.

When it was revealed that he doesn't have any magic he was only worried that he'll lose you and you may hate him or you may end up getting punished because of him.

You reassured him that magic doesn't matter to you and that you'll never leave him and how amazing he and pure he is.

He hugged you tightly after that and i swear he melted inside.

You go to his dorm when you're having nightmares, he gives you soft warm hugs, and tells you funny stories about cream puff adventures.

He's such a gentleman and respects your boundaries and if anyone tries to cross them he's gonna pay.

Mash introduced you to his grandpa on vacation and you spent the greatest time with them together.

He's so precious please give him so much love 🤍!

[darkestspring]

Senya going up to team black to ask permition to pet their dragons because she has a mission, and that is to give kissies and pets to every living thing imaginable

And the dragons love her because shes a cutie patotie

she loves all the dragons and it's her personal mission to pet all of them and let them all know they're the goodest of good dragons!

"Aunt!" Senya beams a smile at Rhaenyra and rhaenyra smiles, leaning down to pick Senya up.

Senya is only four now, but she's still a happy, beaming child who loves everything and everyone.

"Can i say hi to syrax? I'm on a mission!" Senya puffs out her chest.

"A mission?" Daemon echoes as he looks down at her curiously. he brushed her hair back with one hand. "What kind of mission, little one?"

For someone who hated hightowers, he couldn't treat senya like nothing.

"I'm on a mission to pet all the dragons and let them know they're the best! The goodest!" Senya beams a smile up at him.

"Sure, sweet girl. Let's go see Syrax." Rhaenyra agrees, smiling slightly.

"Yay! Thank you!" Senya leans up and kisses her aunt's cheek. "Aunty Rhaenyra is the best!"

[gracheeez]

Serbia OC doodle compilation and facts about him!

First concepts (down here) New concepts (above)

So this is my dear Serbia, also known as Zoran Damjanić, so why don't we dive into his personality and some things about him?

DESIGN

He has pale skin with olive undertones, so not WHITE WHITE, but white. He can tan really nicely.

He has either greyish blue eyes OR brown honey eyes (I don't know exactly yet)

He has multiple war scars through his body. One can be found on his face; that goes through his right eye (I believe that's the right side); he also has some of them in his chest, arms, and legs, also on his back.

He has a beard and moustache, but it's not so prominent; I mean, it could be prominent, but he cuts it really close to his face, like a stubble, actually.

His hair is a dark chocolate tone but not so dark, like a really average dark brunette shade. Regarding the hairstyle, oh, that's the complicated part; he has messy hair; it can be said it's similar to a mullet. I believe I'll change it eventually; I'm not keen on mullets.

On his right arm, in the upper part, he has a tattoo of the Serbian Cross.

He uses glasses, specifically the rectangle type.

He has body hair, not so much as in other countries that are basically forests of body hair, but he does have quite some of it.

His body is toned but slim—not a skinny legend; he's fit and looks healthy; regarding height, he is 180 cm, 5 ft and 11 inches, I believe.

He usually wears a shirt with a vest (like the traditional clothing) with a pair of jeans and combat boots, OR a t-shirt with a random insult, jeans, combat boots, and a jacket.

PERSONALITY

Too bold, extremely bold.

Sometimes says the most obscene comments in the worst moments possible.

Extremely patriotic; he loves Serbia, but he's Serbia… So he has an incredible self-love situation, so yes! Self stem.

He is someone who can either be considered fucking crazy or a mad genius.

Serbia is someone really intelligent; seriously, he can be extremely silly, but don't let that fool you; HE IS A GENIUS.

Zoran has a fascination for science, engineering, and... war.

He can be cold, distant, and even mean sometimes.

He loves sarcasm; it's his second language.

He is someone who can either HATE someone or EXTREMELY like them.

He is kind of extroverted; actually, HE IS really extroverted and loud.

He has an accordion called Tajtana; he loves her.

He loves playing sports, and he actually is pretty good at them.

He can get jealous of others and is also kind of protective of the ones he enjoys being around.

He is a certified and proud asshole.

He loves drinking Rakija, when he gets drunk, there are two outcomes: either the happiest man alive, or I have a chair on my hands and I won't hesitate to hit you hard.

He is really stubborn, seriously.

Serbia can be really straightforward; he won't hesitate to say the truth to anyone.

He has the worst dark humour ever, but dark humour that makes you go pale.

He is also someone really nice, of course; he can be a cutie patotie.

RELATIONS

Slovenia (Alenka Krajnc)

Zoran respects Alenka for her organisation and patience, traits he doesn’t often see in his chaotic world.

However, her independence from Yugoslavia left a mark—Zoran still harbours a sense of betrayal, though he rarely expresses it openly.

Their conversations are polite but formal, with occasional sarcasm or subtle jabs. Alenka finds Zoran's bold nature exasperating, while he admires her ability to keep things together, even if he won’t admit it.

They rarely seek each other out but can cooperate if necessary (alcohol MUST be involved).

Croatia (Darko Perković) - brother

Zoran and Darko’s relationship is defined by bitterness and past betrayals.

As siblings, they have an undeniable bond, but it’s buried under layers of resentment.

Arguments frequently escalate quickly, with both being stubborn and unyielding. Darko is just as bold as Zoran, so their conflicts are quite intense (Can lead to physical fights)

Despite their rivalry, there’s a reluctant acknowledgement of their shared history. In rare moments of vulnerability, they might show fleeting signs of brotherly care—but those moments are rare. (And as with Slovenia, alcohol MUST be involved).

Bosnia (Damir Galijašević) - brother

Zoran and Damir have an outright horrible relationship.

The breakup of Yugoslavia amplified existing tensions, leaving both harbouring anger and grudges.

They avoid each other whenever possible, and when forced to interact, the atmosphere is icy, with sharp comments exchanged.

Zoran views Damir as overly sensitive, while Damir finds Zoran overbearing and selfish.

Their conversations often devolve into arguments.

They can be friends and have fun together if alcohol is involved.

Herzegovina (Zlata Hodžić) - sister in law

Zlata and Zoran can’t stand each other.

As Damir’s wife, Zlata sees Zoran as a toxic influence on her husband, and Zoran finds Zlata annoying and meddlesome.

Zoran’s sarcastic humor and blunt remarks only worsen their interactions, and Zlata is equally quick to fire back.

She dislikes how Zoran mocks Damir (even tho Damir mocks Zoran too).

Republika Srpska (Mirko Savić) - son

Mirko is the product of one of Zoran’s adventures, and Zoran genuinely loves him.

He takes great pride in Mirko and is very protective of him, more so than almost anyone else.

They share a lot of similarities—Zoran sees Mirko as a younger, better version of himself and encourages his strengths.

Mirko brings out Zoran’s softer side, and their interactions are full of warmth and humor.

Zoran is surprisingly patient with Mirko, which contrasts with his usual harsh demeanor.

Montenegro (Milica Vujović) ex-wife/ex-girlfriend/girlfriend

Zoran deeply loves Milica and considers her his best friend and closest confidante. However, his infidelity and brash nature have hurt her more than he intended.

Milica is incredibly naive and forgiving, which frustrates Zoran at times because he knows she deserves better. Yet he can’t imagine life without her.

He’s fiercely protective of Milica, sometimes to the point of being controlling.

Their relationship is filled with ups and downs—passionate love tempered by moments of regret and pain.

Despite the flaws, Milica’s unwavering loyalty keeps them together, and Zoran tries (and often fails) to be better for her.

Zoran and Milica's relationship is complex, deeply rooted in history, and layered with passion, jealousy, and a love that has weathered centuries.

They regularly break up and make up, leading to a cycle of constant emotional push and pull.

At times, their arguments escalate to full-blown fights, especially during the Yugoslav wars, but even in the peak of conflict, there’s always a passionate reconciliation afterward.

Zoran is intensely protective of Milica and gets extremely jealous when she talks to others, particularly Croatia or Albania.

Despite his unfaithfulness twice (he had Vojvodina and Republika Srpska with TWO different women), Milica stays by his side, choosing to focus on their deep connection and often forgiving him for his transgressions.

They've been friends since practically ever, and they got married in 1918; they divorced in 2006.

Zoran sometimes visits Milica at 3 am and throws pebbles at her window, then proceeds to play his accordion, trying to win her (it always work)

Vojvodina (Vuk Pavlović) - son

Just as Republika Srpska, Vuk is the result of one of Zoran’s past adventures, and Zoran has a very good relationship with him.

Vuk takes after Zoran in both intelligence and boldness, which makes Zoran proud.

They bond over shared interests like engineering and sports, and Zoran is always encouraging Vuk’s ambitions.

Their relationship is light-hearted and playful, with Zoran regularly jokingly teasing Vuk while still being supportive.

Kosovo (Luljeta KrasniqI)

Zoran and Luljeta’s relationship is deeply antagonistic.

The Kosovo conflict left wounds that haven’t healed, and Zoran is openly hostile toward her, refusing to acknowledge her independence.

Their interactions are marked by sharp words and confrontational attitudes.

Luljeta doesn’t back down, standing firm against Zoran’s arrogance.

Any attempt at diplomacy quickly deteriorates into arguments.

Zoran always mocks her on Facebook.

Albania (Erion Hoxha)

Zoran and Erion are sworn enemies, with a rivalry as intense as it gets.

Their arguments are explosive and often escalate to threats or worse.

Erion’s boldness matches Zoran’s, creating constant friction.

Both are stubborn, and neither will admit fault, fuelling their animosity.

Their interactions are frequently tense and dramatic, filled with insults and challenges.

They avoid each other unless conflict is unavoidable, at which point it’s a powder keg waiting to explode.

They mock each other on Facebook and basically every social media they can.

North Macedonia (Zivka Nikolovska)

Zoran and Zivka share a close and affectionate bond. Their friendship is built on mutual understanding and years of shared history.

Zoran sees Zivka as a younger sibling he genuinely cares for. He’s protective of her and enjoys her company, appreciating her easygoing and supportive nature.

They often team up to tease others or share jokes, with Zoran showing his lighter side when he’s around her.

They love being silly together.

Greece (Leonidas Kostopoulos)

Zoran and Leonidas are as close as brothers without the blood relation. Their friendship is built on shared values, deep respect, and camaraderie.

They have an easy dynamic, often sharing Rakija and philosophical discussions, ranging from history to war to cute girls, of course Zoran talks only about his dear Milica.

Leonidas is one of the few who can calm Zoran down during his aggressive outbursts, while Zoran admires Leonidas’ wisdom and composure.

Their banter is filled with friendly insults and sarcasm, but it’s all in good fun. They’d go to great lengths to help each other.

Bulgaria (Boris Dimitrov)

Zoran and Boris are good friends who share a mutual respect. While they don’t always see eye-to-eye, they enjoy each other’s company and bond over shared cultural similarities.

Boris appreciates Zoran’s boldness, even if it’s overwhelming at times, and Zoran likes Boris’ straightforward attitude.

They have a relaxed dynamic, often exchanging sarcastic remarks but with no malice.

They can end up fighting sometimes over who is the real best friend of Romania.

Romania (Ecaterina Popescu)

Ecaterina and Zoran are incredibly close, their bond rooted in years of friendship. They understand each other’s quirks and flaws, making their friendship unshakable.

Zoran appreciates Ecaterina’s playful and witty personality, while she enjoys his dark humor and protective nature.

They’re partners in crime, often causing chaos together. Zoran is fiercely loyal to her and would defend her without hesitation.

Zoran and Ecaterina have a relationship full trust and emotional support.

Turkey (Önder Mumcu)

Zoran and Önder have a strained relationship, with historical conflicts and clashing personalities creating friction.

While they manage to remain civil in certain settings, the underlying tension is palpable. Zoran is openly distrustful of Önder, seeing him as manipulative and overbearing.

Their interactions are filled with subtle or not-so-subtle jabs, with Zoran rarely missing an opportunity to criticize Turkey’s influence.

He always mocks Turkey's relationship with Nazrin.

Azerbaijan (Nazrin Hasanova)

Zoran views Nazrin with skepticism, seeing her as overly loyal to Turkey and unwilling to stand independently.

Their interactions are polite on the surface but laced with tension. Zoran’s sarcastic remarks often hint at his true feelings, which Nazrin doesn’t appreciate.

Despite the tension, they maintain a thin veneer of civility, though both are quick to snap if provoked.

Cyprus (Androula Christodoulos)

Zoran and Androula share a pleasant, easygoing friendship. They bond over their love of good food, music, and mutual understanding of complex histories.

Androula’s calm and diplomatic nature is a good counterbalance to Zoran’s boldness, and she often manages to soothe his more fiery moods.

They are bost best friends of Greece, so they usually meet when Greece wants to hang out.

Armenia (Gevorg Soghomonyan)

Zoran and Gevorg have a good friendship built on mutual respect and shared experiences. Both have faced hardship, and their bond reflects their ability to empathize with one another.

They often enjoy deep conversations about history, culture, and resilience, with a sprinkling of Zoran’s dark humor to keep things lively.

Zoran admires Gevorg’s strength and determination, while Gevorg finds Zoran’s boldness amusing and occasionally inspiring.

Hungary (Istvan Erdei)

Zoran and Istvan are friendly and get along well, despite some cultural differences. Their friendship is filled with playful teasing and sarcastic humor.

Istvan appreciates Zoran’s straightforwardness, and Zoran respects Istvan’s strength and sense of independence.

They’re the kind of friends who can share a drink and swap stories, with Zoran occasionally poking fun at Hungary’s history, to which Istvan retorts with sharp wit.

Poland (Anastazja Kowalska) - distant cousin

Zoran and Anastazja have a respectful and amiable friendship. Zoran admires her resilience and finds her eccentric personality amusing.

While they don’t always see eye-to-eye, Zoran respects Anastazja’s sense of pride and independence, and she appreciates his intelligence and boldness.

Their conversations are a mix of lighthearted teasing and moments of genuine understanding, creating a solid but casual friendship.

Czechia/Bohemia (Matouš Černý) - distant cousin

Zoran and Matouš share a mutual appreciation for history, culture, and dark humor. They often bond over intellectual discussions and their shared love for music and art.

Matouš finds Zoran’s bold personality entertaining, while Zoran appreciates Matouš’s cleverness and dry wit.

They have an easygoing relationship, often laughing at their shared dark humor while exchanging sarcastic remarks.

Czechia/Moravia (František Novák) - distant cousin

Zoran and František have a laid-back friendship rooted in cultural exchange and mutual respect. František’s practical nature aligns well with Zoran’s genius, making them a good team when working on projects or ideas.

Their conversations are a mix of casual banter and discussions about shared interests like sports, music, or science.

Zoran enjoys František’s grounded personality and considers him a dependable friend.

Slovakia (Viera Lukáčová)

Zoran and Viera have an incredibly close friendship, built on years of camaraderie and mutual understanding.

Viera is one of the few who can keep up with Zoran’s bold personality without getting overwhelmed at all.

They share a playful, teasing dynamic, with Viera often calling Zoran out on his antics while he enjoys making her laugh with his sarcastic humor.

Zoran is protective of Viera, treating her like a younger sister. She, in turn, admires his intelligence and bravery, even if she rolls her eyes at his over-the-top moments.

Russia (Yuri Ivanov)

Zoran and Yuri share a deep, almost familial bond. Zoran sees Yuri as a brother figure and respects his strength, resilience, and influence.

Their friendship is a mix of shared history and mutual understanding, as both have endured hardships that shaped them. They often drink together, with Zoran cracking dark jokes and Yuri laughing in his signature calm yet unsettling way.

Zoran feels comfortable being vulnerable around Yuri, trusting him with secrets he wouldn’t share with others. Yuri, in turn, values Zoran’s loyalty and fiery personality, finding it refreshing.

They’ll defend each other fiercely, and despite occasional disagreements, their bond remains unbreakable.

Belarus (Tatsiana Romachuk)

Zoran and Tatsiana have a strained relationship, constantly vying for Yuri’s attention and approval.

This rivalry fuels a tense dynamic, with both trying to prove who is closer to Russia.

Zoran finds Tatsiana’s cold and possessive nature frustrating, often clashing with her in arguments that range from petty to explosive.

Tatsiana, meanwhile, views Zoran as an annoying rival who doesn’t understand Yuri the way she does.

Despite their rivalry, they share a grudging respect for each other’s determination and loyalty to Yuri, though neither would admit it.

Austria (Francizka Schwarz)

Zoran and Francizka maintain a tense and bitter relationship, with Zoran holding a grudge against her for events during World War I.

He blames her country for causing pain to Serbia and isn’t shy about voicing his disdain.

Their interactions are marked by sarcasm, thinly veiled insults, and occasional heated debates. Francizka, in turn, finds Zoran brash and uncultured, which only fuels his animosity.

Zoran refuses to let go of the past, while Francizka occasionally tries to maintain civility and avoids him most of the time.

[jillsandwhichs]

Heart on my sleeve

A Valenfield Story, Chapter 2, Talkative

Masterlist

Pairing: Jill Valentine & Chris Redfield

Summary: It's Jill's second day at the RPD and whilst having lunch, her and Chris talk and she gets to know him a little bit better

WC: 4.2k

Type: SFW

A/n: Hi! Hope you all enjoy. Please check out my masterlist, there's a lot of stuff there. You can get to know me, you can see the rules of my blog and then you can see all of my fanfictions. You'll be able to find the previous chapters to this fic and upcoming ones. You'll also be able to find my Wattpad & AO3. Comments, reblogs & likes are appreciated. Thank you

Slamming her car door shut, Jill let out a large sigh. She scanned the massive 'R.P.D' logo rested on top of the establishment.

This is her life now.

The fact she is now working for an elite police force is like a dream come true. She went through hell like training to get her. She never once stopped having her own personal ambitions and goals, and now look at her! While she didn't personally apply, rather she was seeker out by Captain Wesker, it still feels all the same. Actually, it makes her feel even better - Knowing she was recruited for her skill set.

So far, working for the S.T.A.R.S unit has been pleasant. Whereas it has only been a day, it's been a handful but in a good way. Not only has the work been flowing nicely, her co workers are also kind. Despite the fact she's only interacted with three of them, they seem cool enough. Especially Chris. She really knows nothing about him besides his music taste and a drabble of his family life but other than that, he seems like a great guy and considering he's her desk partner, she'd love to know more about him.

The other person she spoke with - Other than Chris and Captain Wesker, was Barry. He's the oldest one on the team and he is just so sweet! He told Jill all about his wife and two little girls, they seem like absolutely cutie patoties and Jill already adores them. She can tell that Barry is sort of the mentor of the squad, everybody goes to him for advice. Jill also heard from him that Chris isn't necessarily liked on the squad and to just be careful, his fuse is short. But Jill doesn't see what he's talking about, but maybe he just hasn't had enough time with her to show his true colors yet.

Outside, the day was becoming abloom. It was frosty out, then again, it was six in the morning, of course it is cold. The snowfall was light but evident, some cars in which must have been parked for awhile already have snowflakes covering them. Jill isn't used to this complete cold weather and icy snowfall all day long, she's from Georgia. Of course it snows there, but no where compared to how much snow R.C endures year round. It's a significant change but not one she can entirely complain about.

The only downside to the winter here is how the roads get, she was warned ahead of time that work may be cancelled sometimes due to harsh weather. Not only that, apparently blizzards are horrible, they can cover up someone's entire door step. That's freaky.

In hand, Jill had some files she was given yesterday, ones that she'll have to turn in to Captain Wesker. She spent a decent chunk of her evening working on them, hopefully they're to his liking. It's also unknown when she'll get her uniform, for now Wesker just told her to dress casually. So today, she is wearing a navy blue sweater with jeans, in case of an emergency, it is indeed an outfit she can do hard labor in. Although, the coldness emitting from outside would add to the struggle of it.

She entered the building for only the second time ever, taking the view in. The Police Department was genuinely beautiful. One thing that specifically caught her eye - And many others, is the statue rested in the back. It's referred to as 'The Goddess Statue'. It is a fitting name, it's a gorgeous piece of artwork. Jill is aware of the R.P.D and it's magnificent history. This historic building was once an art museum rather than a Police Department. They even kept one of the art rooms for old times sake.

If Jill had to complain about one thing son far, it would most definitely have to be the walk from the entrance, all the way to the office. It's a hassle, but her legs do get a workout. Not that she needs it or anything, but she doesn't mind gaining more and more strength through everyday activites.

Eventually, she entered the dimmed hallway that leads up to her assigned office. Whenever she walks in it, she gets chills. It's just so weary, the atmosphere drops and it gets silent - Up until you get to the S.T.A.R.S office door, then you either hear Barry's loud laughter or Wesker scolding someone yet again.

Jill ambled into the office, being greeted by Barry and Brad, whom she hasn't really gotten to speak with yet.

"Jill! Glad you could make it another day." "Me too, Barry." Jill chuckled, holding the papers closer to her now. "Hey Jill, welcome to the team, I'm Brad." "Hello Brad, pleasure to meet you." She shook his hand back. When needed, she could definitely remain professional and modest. "I hear you were one of very few women to complete the Delta Force training. Man, I gotta say, that's impressive. Nice work." Brad praised her. "Well, thank you, it was tough but I like a challenge." Jill smiled. She appreciated the appraisal.

Jill took a brief scan of the office, her gentle eyes landing upon her desk, noticing Chris wasn't even there. Does he have a different schedule? Did he skip work? Is he sick?

"Oh, where's that Chris guy at?" Jill asked the two men whom are standing before her. "Uhh." Brad began, glancing back at the shared wooden desk. "No clue, Chris is the rebellious type though, who knows what the kid got himself into this time." Barry scoffed, his burly arms crossed over his fibrow chest. "You know, you told me Chris can be a bit of an ass and I still have yet to see it." "Oh sweetheart, you've been here a day. I hope you don't see it but there's a likely chance." Barry bellowed, placing a hand on her shoulder.

Jill just quietly chuckled alongside with him.

"I'm guessing he won't show up today." Brad shrugged, his eyes shooting from the front wooden door and make to Chris's lengthy desk. "Enjoy the free desk space." Brad added on with a snicker, treading off to his desk in the corner of said office. Jill's face contorted into one of concern. Was it common for Chris to stray away from work? Just yesterday he seemed to have healthy work ethic. She always assumes the best of people.

"Does Chris usually opt out of work?" "It really depends, I don't know why he would today, then again, he hasn't said much to me recently." Barry hushly spoke. She nodded slowly in reply. It wasn't a big deal or anything. She just thought it'd be nice to get to know him somewhat better, besides, they'll be desk buddies for who knows how long. This isn't like Middle School where a seating chart is needed in order to be changed monthly.

"Well, thanks, I'm gonna go talk to Captain, he needs these." Jill said, showing her personal papers off. "Up and at em, sunshine." Barry laughed himself up again, finally making his way back over to Brad.

Wesker's personal office, which is a smaller sized one inside of the main office is directly by the front door. Jill gave the door a couple knocks before she then heard the man welcome her right on in. She opened up the door, his office smelt so good compared to the main one. She spotted a candle lit behind him, resting on his brown file cabinet.

She took in the sight of his office. It was packed full of trophies and awards, he must be a very skilled man. It also seemed oddly cleansed, as if it's dusted everyday and vacuumed consistently. She could tell Wesker was the nit picky type, but definitely not to this extreme.

Clearing her throat, Jill began to speak up. "Hey, just wanted to give you these." She chuckled, setting her work in front of him. Wesker's fierce eyes trailed from her beautiful face, to the led covered papers; She put an intense amount of work into them. Like she thought of earlier, she's aware of his perfectionism, she wanted to appeal to that standard of his.

He took ahold of the papers, articulating the words in his head as he read them off of the page. Jill stood there, sort of awkwardly, not knowing if she should stay or leave, he hasn't said a word yet.

After a minute or two, Wesker took all of the papers, spinning around in his black mesh chair and slipping them into one of the filing cabinets. A wave of happiness clashed over Jill - She won't have to rewrite them! "So?" "So? What?" Wesker responded, his tone plain. "Oh, sorry, I thought you'd say something about them." "What is there to say? You did as I asked of you, thank you." Wesker replied, he seemed very nonchalant. At least he wasn't a difficult boss. "Well then, cool." Jill gave him a quick smile and nod before exiting his space.

Mission accomplished!

Everyone but Chris was in the office. Jill's just assuming he decided to skip work, according to the others, that isn't surprising.

Heading over to her desk, Jill sat down, letting out an expire as she powered up the computer. Today, she just has to watch out for emails. She was told numerous times that it's not rare if they go out on missions, but it isn't common. She'd love too soon.

Once the PC turned on all the way, she logged in using her provided username and password, allowing everything to load in before she did anything. These old finicky computers can go out on you with one wrong move; These ones are from just a couple years ago though, even so, it still applies. Jill took a glance at Chris's desk. He had a lot on it. There were CDs, notebooks, notepads, glasses, tacks and some other knickknacks.

Not only that, above his desk he has a big brown leather jacket hanging. The insignia on it appears to be an angel of some sort holding a weapon. The words above it read 'Made in Heaven'. Jill isn't stupid, she knows the pop culture reference. He did mention having a matching jacket with his younger sister. Jill finds it to be cute. It's definitely his style. To her, he seems to still dress like he's in highschool. Baggy jeans, long sleeves, letterman jackets. It's stylish though.

Jill would say her style is much more casual. Sweaters, skinny jeans, leggings, long sleeves and rarely anything else. She only owns a few outfits of formal wear and that's only because she assumes there'll be events she must attend where the formality is to dress accordingly. She can't even remember the last time she wore a full face of makeup with an elegant outfit. Maybe when she was ten and playing dress up.

The computer booted all the way up, allowing Jill to get to work, at last!

-

About twenty minutes later, the office door swung open. The room went silent and all eyes went to said door. The sound of squishy watery shoes was heard, and a rubbery leather sound. It was Chris and Jill didn't look all too surprised. Only a little. She suspected he'd be home all day and not even make it into work but here we are. He isn't completely drenched but his clothes appear to be soaked in some spots. She has no clue what could've happened to him; It isn't even raining.

Once Wesker spotted him, Jill knew it was over for Chris. He seems so intimidating, like he'd just give you a look and you'd know he's enraged with you. Luckily, Jill hasn't seen that look and hopefully she never will. He closed his office door, set his hands on his hips and looked the muscular man up and down. It seemed straight up out of Fight Club or something. "Chris, why are you once again late?" "I had to do something, then my car broke down and I fell into a puddle." He grunted out, running his fingers through his hair.

"Oh yeah? And what was more important than work?" "My younger sister." "What did Claire need?" Wesker knew Chris's sister by name. Interesting. "Family business. Listen, can I just get to work? I'll write an extra whatever and do what you want to make up for it." Captain Wesker contemplated what Chris said. His face had it written all over that he was upset, but not angry, which was odd. You'd think if you've done this numerous times, your boss would end up becoming furious. But Wesker just seems irritated by it, no more.

"Very well then." Wesker hummed out. "Get to work, you'll have another report to do." The man chuckled, turning around and going back into his office. Chris yielded his head back, letting out a groan has both of his hands rubbed his damp face. He dreaded his walk over to Jill, not even because of her, but because it was such a walk of shame.

As he sat down, Jill looked at him, giving him a slight smile. She wasn't affected by his entrance at all, she just found it rather silly is all. Chris gave her a nod back before whispering, "Sorry." Jill was utterly confused. Why was he apologizing to her? He didn't do anything, or did he? "Uhm, why?" "I dunno, just saying sorry if I distracted you at all or anything, damn." Chris scoffed and switched on his PC. Okay, is this what they meant by he's an ass at times?

"Sorry..." Jill whispered, turning back to the PC, the light on it reflecting onto her face. She'll just work until it's lunch break. She can't wait to get some food in her system.

-

Many hours later, it is now noon and finally, she's able to eat. She brought her lunch in today, it's just resting on the corner of her desk. She already plans to eat now near the east gate. Ever since she got a tour of the RPD, she can tell that'll be one spot she visits a lot. There's nothing necessarily special to it but she likes how quiet it is and now you get a nice view of the city if you're high enough on the steps.

She brought in leftovers from her dinner last night - Chinese food. She doesn't have many groceries considering it's only been a few days since she moved here but gosh, the Chinese was delicious and she most definitely will be ordering it again. She also plans to order from somewhere called 'Jims Crab' tonight, it's just a block or two from her place and she's heard great things about it through the web.

Once Jill saw Brad walk out of the office, she knew she was going to be able to as well. She grabbed her pal and made her way outside.

From the S.T.A.R.S office, the east gate wasn't too far but it wasn't very close either. It was either the east gate or she eats in her car, she'd rather sit outside and eat. It isn't hot nor too cold, as of right now at least. It was freezing this morning. Hell, Jill's fingers were so cold, they felt numb to the touch. Felt like they'd break if she bent them a particular way. But the sun is out now, gleaming upon the Police Station and she is guessing it's heated up the outside world somewhat.

Walking through the waiting room and past the artroom, she opened the door that leads to the east gate. She wasn't wrong either, it felt just right outside. It wasn't snowing either, but snowfall is expected to begin later in the day.

The sound of the stairs clickety clacking beneath her was noisy, they were steel and had little to no snow covering them. Jill already decided she'd sit on the last few steps, that way she wouldn't be in anyone's way if they had to come through. The step wasn't wet from the snow either, which was a plus for her. She dreaded having a wet bottom for the rest of the day. With the open space beside her, she set her pal there, that way she'd be able to just keep her food in her lap.

For yesterday's dinner, she ordered quite a bit. She had purchased Orange Chicken, Lo Mein, Beef on a stick and Coconut Chicken. To be fair, she plans to save it for the next few days, but it was a lot. For work though, she just brought in some Orange Chicken and Lo Mein - Her personal favorites. She also made sure to not forget chopsticks, she doesn't wanna eat with her fingers, it's so unprofessional and gross to do in a work space. She remembers one time at her old job, one of her coworkers saw her eating dumplings with just her hands and he never stopped teasing her about it. Now she's always sure not to.

She unclicked the tabs attached to the container, shoving it into her pouch. She began to dig in literally immediately; It was safe to say she needed to fuel her body with tasty food. On top of her orange chicken, onion chives were set on top of the array of it. With the Lo Mein, broccoli surrounded it. She did have some of it last night but the taste is too good to pass up again.

Taking her chopsticks, reusable ones, she began to pick up a piece of chicken, taking a bite out of it. It was so good. Jill's eyes practically rolled behind her head. She knew the Lo Mein will be so delicious too.

Continuing to eat, she hadn't even noticed the door above her open up. But once she did, she glanced upwards, seeing Chris standing there with his own personal pouch. He must like to eat out here as well. The way he was looking down at Jill - It made her feel speechless. His eyes were so pretty and entrancing. The sunshine mixed with the bright snow caused a ray on his eyes, making them glow gorgeously.

"Hey, do you need me to move?" Jill asked if Chris, getting ready to step up and leave. "Nah, that's fine, I can go somewhere else." Chris stated, beginning to turn around but Jill couldn't stop herself, she wanted him to stay. This was a perfect opportunity. "No, that's okay, just eat here." Jill replied softly, scooching over to make room for Chris. Chris obviously hesitated. It appears he doesn't feel too comfortable with her yet. Jill doesn't blame him for that, they only met just yesterday.

Chris obliged, tightening the strap of his pouch on his shoulder. He popped a squat beside Jill and zipped open his bag. In it, he had a sandwich and chips - Classic.

Jill couldn't help but smile to herself, he smelt good. He smelt very manly and musk. She's just a fool sometimes.

"How are you today?" She broke the silence, taking a sip of her iced tea. Chris took a double take at her; He most likely didn't expect her to start up a conversation. "I'm alright, you?" "I'm okay as well." Jill responded, continuing to eat. Chris gave her a nod, taking a large bite out of his sandwich, he was probably starving. After the morning he has seemed to have, she wouldn't be surprised if he hasn't ate yet.

She decided to break the ice. Break the awkwardness. Just make conversation overall.

"How long have you worked here?" "Almost a year now." Chris chomped down some chips. Jill scanned his face. He was attractive. Though, she'll never admit such. "I see. You like it here?" "I do, for the most part." Chris added on. "Other than that, it's a pain in the ass." Chris snorted. Jill let out a giggle, slurping up some noodles. "Oh yeah?" Jill bit down on some chicken. "Yeah, this job has its ups and downs, it's pros and cons... Eventually you just get over it and learn to manage and handle it." "I see, well, I think I enjoy it so far besides the amount of paperwork." Jill snickered, licking her fork.

"Thought you weren't going to show up to work today." "Oh?" "I just heard you miss work here and there." "Let me guess, Barry?" "Yep." Jill said, sipping her beverage. Chris scoffed, tossing his sandwich back into it's ziplock baggy. "I wish Barry would just keep to himself sometimes." "It's not that big of a deal though." "To you, sure, but he has not right to butt in on my life." "I get how you feel but I did ask him, I was curious." Jill hummed to Chris, her food was already almost gone. "I guess that's different." Chris sighed deeply, his eyes going from her to his food every so often.

The silence between them would last for a minute before they'd speak again. Oddly enough, Jill didn't mind the quietness. It felt rather serene. When other people are silent around her, it feels weird. The atmosphere feels icky. But with Chris, she just feels safe. It feels peaceful.

"Is your lunch good?" Jill questioned him, glancing down at his food. "Average, yours?" "Great. The Chinese food is good." "Oh yeah it is, sometimes I get it for lunch." "What do you usually order?" "God, it depends. Sometimes Mongolian Beef with Sesame Chicken and other days I'll get Noodles with Egg Rolls." "All of that sounds sooo good." Jill drew her words out, her mouth watering up again as she thought of all of the other foods he listed off.

"I plan to go to 'Jim's Crab' tonight, do you know if it's any good?" "Been there a couple times. Not the worst, not the best. I think it's just worse for me because seafood always makes me feel a bit sick." "Understandable." She responded, giving him a nod, her face having a smirk on it. "But hey, give it a shot Jill, maybe you'll like it." He gave her a quick smile. She had yet to see it. Barry said he rarely smiles. Did he lie?

Chris seems like an alright guy. Jill is still confused by what Barry and Brad meant. Maybe she still has yet to see it, she has only been here a day but the two of them made it seem like he was borderline verbally abusive. Does Chris just not like Brad or Barry? Or just Brad? Because from what she's learnt, Barry is a sort of father figure to Chris, there's no way he has any sort of resentment towards the man.

"Is the 'Moon's Donut's' spot any good?" "Fuck yes." Chris chuckled out, swallowing the last bit of his sandwich. "Jill, the food from there is heavenly, you should most definitely get some on your way to work tomorrow." Chris expressed, clear passion for the place. Jill couldn't help but snicker at his words. He seemed so jolly. "Maybe in my run this weekend I'll stop by and give it a go." "You go on runs too? No one else around here does." "Of course I do, I did back at my old place as well." Jill replied to Chris's surprised and surprising words.

She couldn't wait for her run. She'll toss in some earbuds, connect it to a cassette and begin her run. It's always so calming. It's sort of a way to relax the mind. All of her problems seem to dissipate when she's on the go. Her cardio gets pumpin hella quick. It's even better when it's cold out, she swears more and the second she gets home, she takes a nice hot shower. The contrast from the previous cold air makes it all the more better.

"I have a question, Jill." "Shoot it." Jill then shot him a look. "Wanna run together? I mean, this weekend, when you do? It's just nice to not always have to go alone. From time to time, me and Brad will but he's sometimes a buzz kill." Chris chuckled out to her. "Aw, well sure, I'd like that. I got to ask, how is he a buzz kill?" "Geez, he'll complain. Oh it's too hot, too cold, his feet hurt, body is sore... Just very annoying at times." "Yeah, sounds like it." Jill replied with a snort, beginning to put her food away. She didn't finish it all the way but their break is hitting the brink of being complete. Chris has already done the same.

"You're done?" "Yeah, it's almost 12:15 so I just wanna get back to the office, don't wanna be late my second day here." It was a good way of thinking, Chris thinks so. "Guess you're right." Chris also stood up, placing the strap onto his shoulder once again. "Walk together?" Jill said with a kind voice. Chris didn't say anything at first. Starstruck was what he was feeling. No one tends to even want to walk with him and now, someone is asking him? And it's Jill? Paint Chris surprised. "Sure." Chris nodded slowly, "Ladies first?" He stepped to the side, giving her room.

Jill giggled, stepping in front of him.

The two of them had a lovely talk on the way to their office.

[butididntpourthewhiskeys]

One thing I find absolutely adorable about Taylor is that whenever she goes makeup free she goes back to looking like she did when she was 17-18. Most recently I noticed that in the fortnight YouTube shirt where she’s has the tattoos on her face. Also, in the beach pictures with trav and even the ones with Joe. It’s so cute

She’s a cutie patotie 🥹

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

Hello wello,

Please DO SPLAT US IN THE FACE WITH MATHIAS cause he is such a cutie and gentle patotie my gosh I love him as Greencoat, good job Nemo &brain. And I have a question (again lol) do you think that Mathias and Dorothea would have a moon garden type of garden (does it make sense?) for when they would have an impromptu midnight picnic ? I think that this type of garden would highlight Dottie’s pale hair/features and thus further enhance her “morning star” nickname ? And do you think that Dottie would paint/create painted artwork with his scars one of these night where Mathias feels particularly low as a show of affection and appreciation of his being and existence as a whole ? If not/and/or do you think Mathias would do the same with Dottie since painting serves for him to lay down the rawest emotions and deepest part of his souls and he wants to convey that to his lady love ?

Hope you had a good day,

Hello anon

Good Morning, Good Morning Nonnie!! <3

Please, have never fear of bringing question to my inbox, they actually make my day <3 each and everytime! (seriously, nothing makes me happier than chitchat about my cutie patooties, in every possible scenario lol So please, never apologize for sending in ask <3)

Now, first thing first, since it's early morning over here (not even 7 am lol), lemme give you some coffee to enjoy (and it's approved by Agent Cooper, so we know that it's a damn good cup of coffee lolol)

NOW.

ONTO YOUR QUESTION.

(need to give context as to where this moon garden would happen, and by the Gods, the twins' native Andalusia sounds just like the place lolol)

SO.

First of all, the MOON GARDEN idea is SPECTACULAR.

SPECTACULAR.

Like, it makes total sense to me, and I wish I could actually draw backgrounds and landscape becasue dear gods, I would LOVE to illustrate this lovely abode for Mathias and Dorothea.

I can absolutely imagine Mathias knowing HOW MUCH Dorothea loved to spend her days reading in her mother's own hothouse and inner garden, when she was in London, so, because Mathias is just the most considerate man to ever grace this Earth, he would take it upon himself to design and then actually build this Moon Garden for Dorothea.

He would plant lilies and white roses, night blooming jasmines and moonflowers, honeysuckles shrubs and evening primroses, all surrounded by plumeria trees and pomegranate shrubs (Colette obviously suggesting the last one lol) that would just serve as a cover for privacy for them, with small pathways that would allow them to walk around freely when not sitting together to enjoy a midnight picnic, and once done, despite his ABSOLUTE TERROR of fire, he would fill it with lantern of every kind because he KNOWS how much Dorothea loves lanterns and their glittering light.

And Dorothea would love it so much, oh dear Gods, she would be have a hard time articulate or even speak, for a minute or two (like, seriously, my girl would go absolutely gaga for a gift like this).

Mathias would definitely joke about it being the only way to charm and catch the elusive Morning Star lolol (and yes, that is a reference to one of my fave songs from Blackmore's Night lolol)

As for drawing/creating painted artwork with Mathias' scars, I had to give a good thought about it tbh.

Because Dorothea, while artistically inclined in the musical sense, is *absolutely* disastrous when it comes to figurative art, and she would be *terrified* of making Mathias uncomfortable.

She knows how sensitive he is in regards to his scars, how sometimes, as a reflex, he still covers up whenever they are intimate, and her heart breaks each time it happens, because she knows that, while he is not ashamed by her looking at him anymore, his trauma still runs so deep that it's almost a reflex. (and this, I am sad to say, will last for the rest of his life, albeit he actually got better once his children are born. Dorothea tried to guide him through that, reminding him that what appears to be strange and unorthodox to them as adults, children see it and just accept it for what it is).

And Dorothea loves and respect Mathias too much to put him in any situation in which anything connected to his scars might cause him embarassment or emotional paint.

That being said, while this is not something that I see happening IN THE BEGINNING of their relationship (like, for example, at the point in time in which my last writing is set), I do see it happening after they have been together for a few years and especially after being married, because the relationship is deeper, the bond is stronger and the mutual respect and trust is established to the point that yes, Dorothea and Mathias would be comfortable enough with Dorothea trying something like that.

And yes, Mathias would MOST DEFINITELY do the same for her (with a greater degree of success, if I do say so myself lolol sorry Dottie, you are a great violinist and singer, but a poor painter)

And knowing him, he would probably paint a portrait of her as a representation of the Night Sky, with her freckles serving as the twinkling stars that grace those clear Spanish summer nights (which doubles as heartwarming to me, because it's both an homage to her as his Morning Star, and also his safe haven, much like the Night itself is for Mathias, his refuge from the cruel light of the Sun).

SO YEAH.

THERE YOU HAVE IT.

THANK YOU, NONNIE, FOR BRINGING THIS TO ME AND ALLOW ME TO BLABBER ABOUT THEM FIRST THING IN THE MORNING (good gods, the day is going to be great now!! <3)

Now, allow me to go and grab my second cup of coffee for the morning, while I wish you a lovely day ahead of yourself (or a goodnight, depending on the time zone lolol)

THANK YOU AGAIN, NONNIE <3

--Nemo

[hannieween]

Did someone say Jeonghan 👀

Omg yessss him being a menace to his noona gf 🥹🥹🥹 and then cutely follow her around after to make it up to her 🥺😩😭😭😭😭😭

I want Jeonghan being the cutie patotie bf that he is 🙈🙈

just look at this cutie patootie i love him so much

he looks so cute but you know he's ready to cause some trouble

[otteuqsapheart]

SO. Lesbian drama right next to you, be careful.

I didn't want to be THAT kinda of a lesbian but man, I can't help and I need to get this thing out of my chest. I miss my ex SO FUCKING MUCH.

Now, I know what you're thinking "oh okay you pussy lesbian you and every other wuhluvwuh in this country" BUT YALL DONT GET WHAT THIS MEAN, hear me out.

Me and my beautiful lady and I were together for 3 lovely, happy, and brilliant years. We were high school sweethearts, we were so in love with each other that EVERY PERSON WHO MEETS US SAID THINGS LIKE "oh, you guys are cute" "you two are like my gay parents" and EVERY OTHER THING!!!

and bitch, let me brag about it. We were all this. She was the first person to bring me to know her parents and family. She would give me bouquets every once in a while, SHE EVEN MADE ON BOUQUET BY SCRETCH. TWENTY SEVEN FLOWERS BY HAND. flowers every day, give me the sweetest kisses, tell everyone how much she was in love with me. She is pretty, intelligent, interesting, the most pure heart and soul with the most powerful smile that I ever seen. She's like one of the kind. She is my angel and sweet baby.

She never treated me badly or made gossip about me. If I'm sick, she is my bodyguard, looking forward to every little breath that I give. If I'm sad, she'll do the absolute most silly things just to see me smile. She loves animals and babies, and they love her back. She loves her family above anything, is super protective, and proud of everyone.

And you may think "oh, so YOU must have been such a bitch to this little puppy cutie patotie" AND NO. I ADORE HER EVEN MORE. I WOULD DIE FOR HER. I WOULD KILL FOR HER. AND. WOULD. BE. A. PLEASURE.

My life only has gained purpose after I find her because my purpose, in question, was ADORE and LOVE and SERVE this woman. I'll tell her every day every sweet word and compliments you could imagine, tell for her and for the world hou MUCH I ADORE HER and she's my goddess. Buy her gifts, drowning her with love and physical affection, taking care of my woman like the princess she's truly are.

We were living together. We have, no one but TWO little cats toghter. Ares and Kiwi, my babies. Ours babies. We were looking for another house to be Ours and EVEN PLANNING A MARRIAGE. YOU KNOW THAT? A MARRIAGE? oh god pls take me already. I can't stand this pain.

but then comes the unspeakable. she says that she needs to take care of herself and be alone because SHE'S THINKS THAT SHE NEEDS TO GROW UP. THAT'S SHE NEEDS TO BE MORE MATURE. GIRL NO YOU DIDNT STAY WITH ME DONT LEAVE ME AND OURS KIDS.... and the good lord knows how much hurt hearing the woman of my life said that's she wasn't enough. Wasn't pretty enough. Wasn't "woman" enough. Wasn't brilliant enough.

Ma'am, for me, you're the LITERALLY definition of "perfection" and "pure soul" wdym.

Even with all the tough conversations we have together, even with all the cries we had but we both love each other purely... didn't exist at some point where we would agree or even be fine with. If I can't have her, I would decompose in ashes and bitter. If she can't have herself, she would be devastated and sad. I would rather die a million times than make this woman drop a single tear.

Even without my total consent, even with my begging her to re-thinks and we could grow up together, nothing would stop this woman. God, I love how determined she is. Such a powerful and inspiring woman.

She left me today. I'm right here, in our bad, reading the letter she wrote for me being a ball of tears and saudade. Sadly, for my gringo friends, saudade doesn't have a translation but is simply "something that's so important and you adore so, so, so, so, so, so much that the missing part of that's make you feel like you could (and probably will) die". Is that kinda of feeling that is something so interior and...personal that even talks about it sounds like a disrespect.

I know she will fly, active all and more of her dreams, and she is my favorite person in the world. My mate, my soulmate, my best friend, my partner, my beloved, my body, my soul, all my good wills, my dreams... She is all. She is everything. I hope that she could be the most successful and happy person EVER.

But God, how I wish that she could do all of that with me by her side.

With who I was supposed to be silly and give all my kisses? with who I'll have my daughter that we've been planning together with who our food dates would be fun? I just... I just want her back, wants her smile and her presence. Our house looks abandoned without her bright.

I feel like a ghost inside of here without my woman. I'm just a pile of sadness, hope and misery.

[hells-sirenqueen]

Puts on his hat while saying "hat" like those parrots on tiktok

Takes it off again

Repeats

Takes it off again

Repeat

"Hat"

Awww.

Look at her birb husband go! Being so silly with his hat. Looks like it was going to be one of those days. Lucky for him, Lilith was a patient woman.

While he continued to play with his hat, she got down to his level and held a little mirror in front of him.

"Hey, do you know what I see there? A cutie patotie." she leans towards him kissing his cheek, "Mwha~ "

[kawaikith]

☾ my views on marry my husband.

This kdrama = 🥹🤌🏻🫠 *chefs kiss*

Park min young had to lose weight for the role of playing a cancer patient, i remember reading it in the articles. She’s so dedicated, I love her so much.

So, i’m finally watching this drama after hearing the hype over it, and it’s a 5/⭐ I LOVE IT, I’M ONLY ON EPISODE ONE, BUT IT’S SO GOOD!!! ✨

I love the small details, they’re shown so perfectly.

The taxi driver giving her money back, saying that it is his last day as a taxi driver, turns out it was her father. From the small heart mark on the notes he gave her. 🤌🏻

How she wakes up and travels back in time, ten years before she died at the hands of that douchebag, minhwan. He’s such a red flag, though.

The way she runs at him, the moment she looks at him 😭😂 she runs so fast, she runs 200 metre from her company.

And, our green forest follows, with her sandles, even buys her food, because he knows that she needs it. 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻🫠 The husband she deserves, I hope.

And, that fucking bitch soomin, acting as if she really cares for min young. (I forgot the character’s…wait, it’s jiwon, hmm) 😂not me forgetting her name every few minutes. 😭

Did you also see that when jihyuk watches jiwon smile, he collides with the desk, and all the papers are flying. Lol, he’s so whipped, WHIPPED! LOVE TO SEE THAT SHIT!!!

Love where this is headed. Finally! I found a good kdrama!

Okay, i watched way too many episodes and came back to update this post.

Can we take a moment to appreciate how jihyuk knows to take care of our jiwonnie, he even outdoes himself and decorates his place with Christmas trees, stockings, and other things. (I’m not a Christian, so i don’t know what those things are called, forgive me)

Also, their first kiss 🤌🏻🫠🥺😩

But, right after they kiss, he pushes her away from himself, because he’s reminded that he is the person who has to protect her.

He literally locks her out of his apartment 😭

Park minhwan, that motherfucker deserved the debts he has and let’s talk about his parents’s insult that jiwon did. 😂😂😂

She legit dressed like a mistress to show his mother that she isn’t below her, that motherfucker had the audacity to say that jiwon should learn how to respect elders, that she can’t cook, blah blah.

Jiwon is such a legend for answering her back, and not letting that bitch of a mother bring her down.

That comeback was honestly so much better than any k-pop groups i’ve ever seen!!!! 🫠

Wait, but this sumin bitch pisses me off so much, she really had the audacity to seduce minhwan knowing that he’s her best friend’s boyfriend, and then covering up the jomart issue and blaming it on jiwonnie.

That bitch’ll get what he reaped, i swear if she doesn’t, i’ll fucking riot!!!

I don’t know how reincarnation trope works, but if soomin had a miscarriage, then i don’t know how jiwon’s revenge is even complete, especially after the special entry of Yuri, jihyuk’s ex fianceé, is there going to be a sad ending?

Okay, yuri’s entry was not needed, they were just dragging the drama, and therefore, the last episodes felt boring.

I love how jihyuk is a man of small details, how he keeps track of everything that makes jiwon smile, and tries to overdo himself just to see her sweet smile, he’s such a cutie patotie, he even adopts the cat that jiwon used to feed in their college days.

He buys her expensive necklaces, clothes, and takes care of her needs so well, it’s so fucking attractive.

He’s such a divine masculine, i fucking love him! 🤌🏻

[klaroline-4ever]

Chapter 27

It was the first night of them in the Bahamas, so Rebekah made April go with her to a bar with Caroline, Elena, Bonnie and Stefan.

After many shots, Stefan started to feel his bloodlust stronger, so he left the bar but Rebekah noticed so she quickly went after him.

"Stefan, are you okay?"

"Bekah, I need to leave. I'm about to kill someone and won't stop there." Stefan said.

"Okay... come with me." Rebekah said and took him to the beach.

"Why did you took me here?" Stefan asked when they were at the beach.

"You told me you liked to be at night in a place with nature so you could enjoy the small sounds of it and how it made you relax and forget about the world. At night no one is here so I thought it could help you." Rebekah explained.

"Thank you. Not only for taking me here but also for being here when I was about to lose it." Stefan whispered and gave a peck on her cheek.

They lay down on the sand, watching the stars and enjoying the beautiful night, that was laminated with the moon and the stars while listening to the waves crashing down, then Rebekah felt Stefan slowly moving his hand to hers and then they hold hands, still in silence, simply enjoying their moment together.

***

Caroline was drinking when Tyler suddenly appear with a drink in his hand.

"Care..."

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to ask you for us to be cool, at least this week... So we can enjoy this week without having any drama."

"Sure." Caroline shrugged.

"How about a dance to celebrate these truces?"

"Let's not push it." Caroline forced a smile and walked away from Tyler.

***

April felt her phone vibrating and noticed it was a call from Kol, so she quickly went out of the bar to pick up the phone.

"Hey, Kol!"

"Hey! How's being your first night?"

"It's being cool. If you called to see about your sister... Stefan felt a bit sick so she went to help him." April smiled, wanting to see her friend Rebekah happy.

"I actually... I called to see how you were doing? Do you have the taser I got you?"

"Yes. Although, I think it's very unnecessary." April said.

"Darling, you need to be careful. When men look at beautiful women, they can get very hand-sy and... I just don't want you to feel obligated to do something you're not ready and to have a way to defend from those bloody wankers." Kol said, making April smile.

"You think I'm beautiful?" April blushed.

"Very. The most beautiful woman I ever lay eyes on. You're beautiful inside and out." Kol said, thinking of April and how beautiful her smile was and how he missed spending time with her, even if they've been apart for only a few hours.

"You're very sweet, Kol. But I'm sure that's something you tell all the girls." April said, reminding herself that Kol was a womanizer.

"I might have told girls they were beautiful but I swear none of them were as beautiful as you." Kol said, making April blush.

***

Elena drank many shots with Caroline and they danced like there was no tomorrow, enjoying having fun without any guys. They drank a bit from humans but without draining them and eventually they left to their room at 4am.

Elena grabbed her phone and called to someone, not a random person, it was the person she's been thinking about all night.

"Hello? Elena, are you feeling alright?" He asked really worried.

"Hey, Lijah! What were you doing?"

"I was sleeping. It's 4 in the morning. But I'm now awake. Is there anything you need?"

"Yeah! I need to tell you something." Elena said very drunk and taking her heels, while walking to her bed in zigzags.

"What is it, Elena?"

"I enjoyed spending time with you in the storm night. I like spending time with you. And I'm now very drunk so I'll probably later blame the alcohol in what I'm gonna say but there's the thing..." Elena was saying but then Caroline appeared in the room. "Shhh! I'm talking with Elijah."

"Good! I have a question for him." Caroline said drunk and took Elena's phone from her. "Hey, Elijah! You are always wearing suits, it's your pj also a suit? Why are you so formal? It makes you seem older than you are. Oh, and has Klaus been talking about me? Or has he been spending time out with random sluts?"

"Niklaus is, at the moment, sleeping. And he has been all the time in the house, mostly in his studio or in the living room drinking. And he does, in deed, talk about you. He cares deeply about you, Miss Forbes."

"He can be such a cutie patotie, can't he?" Caroline smiled to herself.

Suddenly they heard Bonnie appearing with her heals on her hands.

"I can't hide it anymore. I kissed Damon. I'm also very drunk and am thinking of calling him and have phonesex with him."

"Elena will call you back." Caroline said and hung up the phone.

"We need now to go get food to listen to you and remember every details." Elena said and the three left the room and got to a small dinner who was open 24/7.

"Hello! Do you have an idea of what you would like to order?"

"Bacon! Like a lots of bacon!" Elena said.

"And will be bacon with what?"

"Surprise me." Elena smiled drunk.

"I'll have waffles with a lot of whip cream." Bonnie said.

"For me will be a hot dog! Actually 2!" Caroline said. "And you know why? Because I'm a vampire and can't get fat!"

"Of course you are." The waiter said, not caring what they said because they were obviously drunk.

Once they got their orders, they attacked it like if it was the end of the world, enjoying the human food.

"So... now tell us, what's going on between you and Damon. And Care won't judge."

"I'll try. I'm still buzzed and you know I can be awfully honest when I drink." Caroline said.

to be continued...

[lcstsovls-blog]

Hello, if you look up you will see the two people that ruled my tween years and still do. But if you look under cut you’ll see about them charries!

SONNY MUNROE:

biggest goofball to ever walk on earth, hardly ever takes things seriously but when she does, she DOES

she absolutely loves to  meddle on other people’s business, she sonny’s it up all around

always trying to make things funny and putting a smile on other people’s faces

will go huge lengths for the people she cares about

still a entertainer and got to shadow hills for a gig and does not know what the hell is happening

loves to sing and act and wouldn’t want to be doing anything else

not like useful information at all but i just want everyone to know her phone case is still a cow and he ringtone is also still a cow, keeps her grounded and closer to her roots

SHANE GRAY:

the mr. gray we all deserve

dude still a rock star, that loves his craft and his songs are now all true to himself

he can be very very arrogant and snobby but he works hard not to let everything go to his head

its a cutie patotie trust me that just don’t know how to handle his emotions

his family comes first for him in any situation (jason did get his bird house i promise) and he would do anything to his brothers

he’s pretty much on the vain side of things and cares what people think of him, but is working on that

still is with mitchie and loves her very much, even after a bumpy ride but he wouldn’t change a thing about their relationship or her

and that’s a wrap folks, i’ll love all the plots for them and if you want to brain storm something hmu here or on discord and stuff. ♥