#oops.. 🤭

[sophsun1]

FRIENDS – 7.11: The One With All the Cheesecakes

[ghost-party]

Lucanis is surprised to find you in the kitchen when he returns from a visit to Treviso. 

Typically, he and Bellara take turns cooking meals for the team, with an occasional assist from Emmrich or Neve. Davrin claims he’s only decent at stews and soups, while Harding has surmised that it’s better for her to stick to basic meals — and even then, Lucanis is tempted to supervise. And the last time Taash made a traditional Rivaini dish for everyone, it was so spicy that no one else could finish their portions. 

“What are you making?” he asks you, his gaze wary as he crosses the room.

Picking up on his tone, you laugh. “Don’t look so scared. I promise I won’t set the place on fire.”

A small smile tugs at his lips as he moves to stand beside you, peering down into the pot sitting on the magical stovetop. “It smells good,” he murmurs. “But you still didn’t answer my question.”

Resting your hip against the countertop, you tell him, “It’s cacio e pepe. You couldn’t tell?”

“Oh, I could. I just didn’t want to get my hopes up.” He closes his eyes and inhales, the scent taking him back to his childhood. “I didn’t realize you knew any Antivan recipes.”

“Just this one,” you tell him, glancing away. “I’ve been wanting to help out more —”

He raises an eyebrow. “You do plenty already.”

“— and I thought you would like it.”

The admission catches him by surprise, and he briefly finds himself at a loss for words. The same, unfortunately, cannot be said for Spite, whose voice seems to echo in the deep recesses of his mind. 

She learned to make it just for you, he whispers, sounding both amused and delighted. When Lucanis gives a small shake of his head, Spite merely snickers, pleased with himself.

Realizing that he’s now been quiet for much too long, Lucanis looks back up at you before grabbing a bowl and helping himself. It’s clear that you’re trying not to stare as he expertly twirls the noodles onto his fork and takes a bite. But your nervous gaze gives you away…

… until relief floods your expression when he smiles softly and murmurs, “It’s perfect.”

What he truly wants to say — You’re perfect. — remains a secret. For now, at least.

[meritss]

𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪..

[peaches-n-rainbows]

🤭🍑

[percyweasleyapologist]

James: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os. 

[mmemirrorball]

[rationales]

[silencingspellsongs]

so with a hush audio coming out friday/saturday and the chance of him and doc resurrecting vega like he mentioned in his last audio and with sunday being easter.......... do you see where im going with this

[agirlwiththoughtsandnegativity]

oh yeah I’m totally writing the next chapter of my fic haha. Not just staring at the blank document what. Yes I definitely have more than one sentence after working on it for a week hahhahah..

[c0s-lettuce]

favourites - platonic!crowley x reader

gender non-specific, reader is a uni student, crowley is a father figure, implied platonic!aziraphale x reader

a/n: back from my hiatus to post this. it's been sitting in my drafts for a while. hope you like it!! <3

word count: 767

You thought it'd be nice to surprise Aziraphale and Crowley and come home during the break. However, you hadn't imagined they'd be in the middle of another… unearthly situation.

Turns out the two of them have been harbouring the Archangel Gabriel, whom you had only met once. And whom the last you heard of was when he tried to kill Aziraphale.

But, love thy neighbour, you suppose.

On your way home, you thought it peculiar that the streets were wet despite the forecast predicting no rain. However, the weather is known for its unpredictability, so you shrugged it off.

When you arrived at the bookshop, you were met with a grumpy-looking Crowley who, to your credit, did look surprised to see you. He explained that Aziraphale, against his own wishes, had taken the Bentley to Edinburgh. And he ignored your comment about how he never lets you drive his car.

So, you stayed at the bookshop with Crowley. You caught a glimpse of your room upstairs. Your bed, your desk, even the chair Aziraphale insisted on having so he could read to you was still there, despite you telling him that you were too old for bedtime stories. Everything was in the exact same place you left it.

Except now, Aziraphale's copious amounts of books have taken up storage like stalagmites in a cave. And there was a strange, large man occupying your space. You decide to take refuge downstairs.

To pass the time, Crowley tells you about Job as you look through the book that Aziraphale had left out. He tells you about God's plan to test the faith of their favourite human, how he had free reign to ruin Job's life but ultimately didn't.

Crowley was always nice, you thought.

After hearing the story, you say, "It's a bit overly righteous."

"Well, we are talking about God," Crowley replies.

"Yeah, I know, but there must have been a better way." You try to think of an analogy. "What if I said, 'Oh Crowley, you're my favourite dad, but maybe you only like me because you have to'. And then I crash your car and set your plants on fire and… punch Aziraphale in the face to see if you'll still like me afterwards."

Crowley stares at you with subtle incredulity. You sense that he's about to say something judgemental.

But instead, he asks, "I'm your favourite?"

"What?" you reply.

"You just said I'm your favourite."

"…I was just trying to make a point."

"Oh, so Aziraphale's your favourite?"

"Who said I had a favourite?"

"Come on, everyone has a favourite parent."

"Well, I don't."

Crowley stares at you even more, waiting for you to break. But you seem successful in holding your ground.

"Alright, whatever," he gives in. "And I do like you, by the way. Not just because I have to."

"Hah, I knew it," you give him a big smile.

"Just don't crash my car or do any of what you just said."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

He smirks back and continues, "I agree with you about the whole Job situation, too. So does Aziraphale. That was the first day the two of us were truly on the same side."

"Our side," you say.

"Exactly," Crowley nods, "Though we hadn't realised it at the time."

You watch as Crowley smiles to himself. It reminds you of the nights in your room when Aziraphale would abandon whatever book he had picked and tell you a story of him and Crowley instead.

You find yourself smiling too.

But a crash from upstairs ruins the moment. It's Gabriel, or rather, Jim.

You sigh and ask, "Did Aziraphale have to give him my room?"

"No, but I suppose he wanted Gabriel to be comfortable for whatever reason," Crowley shrugs.

"What if he's touching my stuff or something?"

"He probably is. Might be breaking a few of your things, too."

You cringe at the thought. "Would it really hurt you to try and make me feel better?"

"What, you want me to lie to you?" Crowley asks.

"You are a demon, aren't you?"

"Retired, technically."

Unable to think of something to respond with, you turn your sights to the street through the window, wondering when you'll see the Bentley return.

"Hey," Crowley grabs your attention again, "This will all be over before you know it. Then I'll let you and Aziraphale drag me to whatever dreaded place you both wish."

You aren't sure how true that is. Or how much trouble Jim will really be for them.

But for now, you just smile. "Sounds like a deal."

➸

[hezekiahwakely]

Silt verses returning from its final mid season break on Thursday....... TMAGP premiering to the public with the new voice for Alice on the 18th...... Night Vale returning from a cliffhanger in February....... MALEVOLENT SEASON FOUR FINALE NEXT MONTH ......

[rey-0f-sunshine]

“Night Swan?

…

I need to ask you something.”

[cherrygingham]

Panties of the day beautiful?

[livfastdieyoung69]

warren worthington i’ll always love you even if no one else does apparently

[ryekat]

The spelling test from Anne with an E is so funny bc Gilbert is trying so hard to flirt and Anne is experiencing her first war with her uterus

[kimkaitual]

NCT 127 — Be There For Me 'White Lie' Teasers