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spicysix · 1 year ago

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i was a no (never 'maybe'?)

"Robin takes her by the waist with one hand as the other reaches her face for a caress. Their eyes meet and Chrissy smiles before tilting forward. Her skin is silky smooth and as their lips meet there are fireworks- “Whatcha’ doin’?” Eddie’s voice is right by her ear. ❀ She’s pressed against a door, and Chrissy’s hands are on both sides of her head. She smells citric, her hair’s up in that cheerleader ponytail with the bow to make it better. Her lips are glossy, and Robin knows they taste of berries, and she confirms it once Chrissy leans in and their lips meet. There are fireworks- “What are you doing?” Robin wakes up from her daydreaming with Nancy’s voice behind her." or: Robin has a chronic problem of daydreaming about her crush.

warnings/tags: pining, friends-to-lovers, farmer market!AU, Robin is gay and oblivious, everyone else is gay and a meddler, fluff!! word count: 3.8k author's note: happy buckingham taking over jargyle jursday - so i guess it's Buckingham Bursday? anyway. and happy pride! 💚🏳️‍🌈 entirely based on the song and music video of 'chance' by Hayley Kiyoko (lesbian Mother yayyyy). you decided this one, remember that poll? heh, thanks for that. also shoutout to the ST rarepairs discord server for the help coming up with what everyone in this farmer market sells. hope y'all like it, happy reading! ♡

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Robin takes her by the waist with one hand as the other reaches her face for a caress. Their eyes meet and Chrissy smiles before tilting forward. Her skin is silky smooth and as their lips meet there are fireworks-

“Whatcha’ doin’?” Eddie’s voice is right by her ear.

“SHIT!” she shrieks, startled, before turning to face Eddie as he has a knowing smirk on his lips. Steve is behind him, trying to hold in his laughter. “I’m not doing anything!” she defends herself even if she knows they’re not gonna buy it.

“If you’d just let us meddle, you’d be together by now,” Eddie says as he shrugs.

Robin’s eyes go back to where they were just a few seconds ago. Chrissy is now talking to a client, a candle in their hand as she tries to make a sale. Robin knows that one, it’s the Lemon Meringue. Robin has three of them. The client should buy it, even if the delicious refreshing citric smell is not what makes them, Chrissy’s smile should do it. It’s what does it for Robin, anyway.

“I’m not gonna let you two idiots meddle. Either this will happen by god’s own will, fate’s written words, me growing metaphoric lesbian female balls, or it won’t happen at all!” she answers without taking her eyes off of the client putting down the Lemon Meringue and picking up the Passionfruit Martini. An excellent choice too. Robin once had six of them from when Chrissy started trying them out. She’s down to just one now, finally.

A loud bleat interrupts her train of thought, and Eddie’s screaming goat scares Hennifer Aniston and she starts cackling loudly as well.

“Jesus Christ, get out of here with your Baphomet,” Robin shoos Eddie and he laughs before pulling the rope around the goat’s neck. Robin picks up the chicken, Hennifer’s a very cuddly one so she calms down once she’s in Robin’s arms.

“This one’s Phillip, babe, you’re mixing them up,” Eddie says.

“They all look the same and you know it!” Robin fights back and he just waves a hand in the air, not caring about Robin’s antics. He knows she’s just mad because he’s a meddler.

“So do your chickens, by the way,” Steve notes as Robin puts Hennifer back in her little playpen.

“They do not! Stop siding with your boyfriend, don’t you have jam or pies or cakes to sell or whatever?” she retorts once again and Steve laughs. “You gay people don’t take care of your own lives and want to meddle in mine! Absurd!”

“We’re bisexual, don’t erase our sexualities! You’re gay people too, Bobbin, and my love life isn’t disastrous as yours is so I could be a good adviser.” He shrugs before leaving a few bills on Robin’s counter and picking up a tray of eggs she had separated for him earlier. “But you’re right, I do have jam and pies and cakes to sell. See you later, Bobs.”

She hums at him as he leaves for his own stall. The peak rush hours are closing in and Robin will get busy soon. She knows the chicken in a playpen gathers attention, and so does the little poster she has containing the chicken’s informations — name, age, personality. Kids love them. And the parents love the eggs, she’s been on the papers once with her high-quality chicken eggs. She’ll start getting her regulars in a few minutes and she’ll have to deal with her stall all alone because Nancy couldn’t help her in today.

Yet, she lets herself lose a few minutes more staring at Chrissy’s stall. The client is leaving with a Tangerine Drizzle — they clearly like the citric ones. Chrissy is counting the money and storing them away in her little detailed wood box, an Argyle Original. She doesn’t notice Robin staring, she never does.

A client approaches, and Robin lets out a sigh. She’s got work do to.

❀❀❀

She’s pressed against a door, and Chrissy’s hands are on both sides of her head. She smells citric, her hair’s up in that cheerleader ponytail with the bow to make it better. Her lips are glossy, and Robin knows they taste of berries, and she confirms it once Chrissy leans in and their lips meet. There are fireworks-

“What are you doing?” Robin wakes up from her daydreaming with Nancy’s voice behind her.

She squeals and turns around too fast, and the cornflakes in her bowl fly out and scatter around on the floor. The chickens are happy with that. Nancy is leaning against the fence, and the knowing smirk on her lips says it all.

“You really have to make a move, this is getting pathetic,” she says as Robin finishes spilling the corn.

Robin leaves the chicken coop and marks the tally on the mental note of tasks to be done.

“What’s with you bisexuals and your inability to stay away from my love life. I don’t wanna hear it from Ms. I Have A Boyfriend-In-Law.” She rolls her eyes as she starts going back to her house and Nancy follows after snorting.

“Jon and Argyle are pansexual, don’t erase their sexualities. And it’s called a polycule, by the way.”

“I’m not erasing-” Robin starts, but stops herself once she sees Nancy’s playful smile. She’s just teasing. “You people will be the death of me.”

Nancy just laughs again and they enter Robin’s house.

Chrissy’s there.

“Robin! Hi!” she greets excitedly when she turns around and sees them entering.

“Chrissy, hello,” Robin’s gotten better at not stuttering when she’s around her crushes. It took her half her life, yes, probably, but at least she’s got it now. She doesn’t ramble and babble awkwardly anymore. “Is there something I can help you with?” She’s also a professional.

“Steve asked me to get some eggs for him? Said he’s got a big order and can’t find the time to stop by himself,” she answers, that beautiful smile of hers still on her lips. Nancy is already heading to the place where the eggs are stored.

Robin narrows her eyes as discreetly as she can while her mind runs. Steve has no big orders this week. Robin knows that, because Steve lets her know every time he does, because she’s gotta separate the eggs for him. He would’ve told her about a big order.

Lying, meddling son of a bitch.

“Here it is, Chris,” Nancy shows up with two dozen eggs and Robin narrows her eyes again.

Chrissy hadn’t said how many eggs Steve asked for.

Lying, meddling sons of bitches.

“Thank you so much!” she says to Nancy before turning to Robin again, who’s just standing there acting weird. “Your birthday’s coming up, right? You’re gonna throw something?”

“Uh, yeah, next week. I don’t know, I’m not much of a partier. Maybe just a nice brunch,” she says, and Chrissy’s still looking at her with expectancy. “If I do, I’ll be sure to let you know, of course! You’re always invited.”

Robin’s answer widens her smile, and Chrissy looks down at her feet with blushed cheeks. Robin feels like screaming. She’s so fucking cute.

“What’s your favorite fragrance again?” she asks and Robin snorts.

Yours, she wants to say. She holds it in.

“Um,” she looks around.

There’s one of the Lemon Meringues on the table by the door. The last Passionfruit Martini is on her bedside table. She knows there’s a Cherry On Top somewhere in her office, and a Blackberry Cobbler in the living or the dining room. She’s been meaning to get a Tangerine Drizzle since she’s seen that client buying one that day, but she’s also been thinking a lot about a Banana Boat to replace the last one she had in the bathroom.

“Ambrosia Salad?” her answer is more of a question, because of course she can’t decide, but it seems to be enough for Chrissy. She tilts her head like a puppy dog — so adorable, really, Robin’s about to implode — and smiles again.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she says. Robin’s heart is about to flutter out of her chest.

She hands the money to Nancy, who’s the one now just standing there, but she’s not being weird like Robin was, she actually has that annoying know-it-all smirk. Robin wants to strangle her.

But then Chrissy comes closer and leaves a kiss on Robin’s cheek, and maybe Robin is about to defy every single rule of the universe and become a puddle, liquefy instantly to the floor. Her cheeks are burning, and her brain seems to have short-circuited and, seriously, it’s fucked up that a single little blonde girl has so much power over her. That shouldn’t be allowed.

Chrissy leaves and Robin watches through the window as Chrissy crosses her lawn. She throws kisses to the chickens and Robin feels like she has no more place in her heart to fall in love even more, and yet she still does. Robin stares until she hops up on her bike and leaves, and she doesn’t notice Robin staring, she never does.

“Bet you wanted to answer ‘her perfume’ or something sappy,” Nancy says behind her and Robin turns around too fast, head going dizzy.

“Will you shut up!” she yells, and Nancy laughs.

“Robin, seriously. Talk to her! I could cut through the tension between you two five minutes ago.”

Robin doesn’t answer, instead, she comes up with a random topic to talk about. Jonathan’s and Argyle’s woodworking, or whatever. How’s that going? Selling lots of wood… works? Nancy lets her change the subject, because she knows Robin sucks at talking feelings, and honestly, Nancy kinda sucks at it too. With each other, at least.

“I wanted to say her actual skin smell, which is much better than any cheap or expensive perfume on the market, by the way,” she still teases back before Nancy leaves later that day, and Nancy laughs loudly and Robin lets herself giggle too.

When it doesn’t hurt like a bitch, being in love is actually kinda funny.

❀❀❀

They’re lying side by side on the grass, and their fingers are intertwined in between their bodies. Chrissy rolls to her side and so does Robin, and their noses almost touch. She’s got that pretty smile of hers that makes her blue eyes shrink until they almost disappear, her little wrinkles show how much she smiles all the time, and it makes Robin’s heart beat so fast. She leans in to kiss her, and the stars above them twinkle and there are fireworks-

“What doing?” Robin’s startled by a tiny voice beside her.

She’s sitting on the park grass, her back against a tree and she could’ve been more undercover if she had just remembered to put her sunglasses on her eyes instead of resting them on the top of her head.

“Doing nothing, Holly,” she answers, and the smallest of the Wheelers just shrugs and sits beside her on the grass.

“She’s pining. As usual,” Dustin answers, and only then Robin sees that the entire Party is there.

Holly doesn’t mind the answer, probably doesn’t even know what the word means, and just starts ripping grass out of the ground. Will and El sit close to Holly and start playing with her. Mike stands and hovers above the three of them, all knight-in-shining-armor pose.

“Huh, the babysat become the babysitters. Steve handed you the business keys?” she asks as the rest of the teenage menaces approach. “It used to be the other way around, you know? It was one guy with a gaggle of children, and now it’s one child with a gaggle of guys,” she finishes.

“Yeah, world’s funny that way, don’t try and change the subject, your pining is disgusting,” Dustin retorts and Robin rolls her eyes.

“Now the teenagers are meddling too, what have I done to deserve that?”

Robin stops looking at them, puts her sunglasses over her eyes this time, and focuses back on her initial interest. Chrissy and Heather are a few feet ahead having a picnic, far enough not to listen but close enough that Robin has a privileged view. They had picked a few flowers and Heather had weaved a few of them into Chrissy’s braided hair. She looks beautiful, like a fairy or something. Robin wants to be Heather so badly, touching Chrissy’s hair so absently, handing her flowers and basking in the late winter sun with her. If she didn’t know Heather was painfully straight, she would’ve been painfully jealous.

She swears she’s not stalking. They got here after she did. She just lost interest in the book she was reading before they appeared. But Chrissy didn’t notice her staring anyway, she never does.

“You and Chrissy have made it the entire town’s problem with your longing and yearning and lack of action. We’re obligated to see it, so you’re obligated to listen to our complaints until one of you actually goes ahead and asks the other out,” Max is leaning against the tree but Robin doesn’t tear her eye from Chrissy to look at the redhead.

“You’d be such a cute couple,” Lucas says and Robin wonders what kinds of sins she had committed to be karmically pestered by a gaggle of teenagers about her private business.

She’ll talk to the others later, tell them to get a hold of their younger siblings. They are so out of line.

“Look, you children don’t understand, okay? I don’t want to risk our friendship, because I like her very, very much. And this is a small town, and we have to see each other weekly and if things don’t work out it’ll be very awkward. There’s so much at risk, things that you kids have no idea about, and I will not! Risk them!” I won’t risk us, she wants to say.

They all look at her for a while after her heart-gutting speech. She looks back, defying them to say anything, and she’s almost sure she’s won her made-up staring challenge when they look at her with sympathy. But Erica ruins it.

“This is not about the gay thing, is it? Because, like, half of our group is part of the rainbow community, birds of a feather or whatever. Girl, we’ve been knowing.” Lucas hisses at his sister for her lack of touch, and she shrugs. “Just the facts.”

Robin takes a deep breath and starts thinking how she’ll answer that without cursing or being very rude and possibly scaring the Little Wheeler forever. Holly doesn’t deserve her rage, she’s clearly the best sibling in that family.

“She doesn’t even like me back, okay? Just the facts,” she mocks through gritted teeth. “Let’s just drop this,” is the best she can manage in a really dry tone, and she thinks it’s enough when they all go quiet again. Until Will speaks.

How did Steve manage, honestly? The man’s a saint, he’s gotta be. Kids are infuriating.

“Robin, I promise we’ll stop talking to you about this, and you don’t have to do as we say,” he says. “But, really. Just consider the possibility of talking to her. If it goes well, and I think it will, it really pays off,” he finishes and Mike, who’s still hovering and looking around as if a monster is about to appear out of nowhere, actually blushes. It’s almost cute.

Robin gives Will the smallest of smiles, that woman-love-woman to man-love-man solidarity smile, but doesn’t answer him. Doesn’t let them know that she’s considering following the advice coming from fucking teenagers (who all seem to have better love lives than she does, but that’s not the point).

Damn you, Will The Wise.

❀❀❀

She’s coming in Robin’s direction, the sun making her blonde hair shine bright and her skin glow, but her smile’s the most blinding of it all. She smiles at Robin in a way no one ever had, and it makes her warm inside. Chrissy’s finally close enough to touch, and Robin doesn’t hold herself and takes her face in between her hands. She smells of chocolate chip cookies in the oven, of laundry softener, of a flowery garden, she smells of home. Robin’s eyes almost tear up simply at the thought of her, and she can’t keep it in, she say’s ‘I love you’, and Chrissy answers, ‘I love you too’ before leaning in to kiss her, and Robin knows there are fireworks-

“Robin?” Chrissy’s voice sounds uncertain and it snaps Robin out of it.

Okay, she really is pathetic. Daydreaming about the girl while she’s talking to her, wow, this has reached a new level of absurdity.

“I’m sorry, so sorry!” she sputters, cheeks burning, hands sweating. “You were saying?”

“Just… happy birthday,” Chrissy smiles, hands Robin a gift box, but it’s such a small smile. A shy one, not good-shy, but fearful-shy. “Can I talk to you for a second?”

Robin can only nod, and she hands the gift box to Steve so he can keep it safe for her. No one around her is making any noise, and she knows they’re being watched by all these meddlers, so she glances at Joyce before turning to Chrissy again.

“Inside,” she almost whispers, before turning around and heading for the Byers’ house.

They’re having her birthday brunch there because Joyce’s porch is the best and her backyard is one of the only ones without animals or trees or woodworking stations. She also loves hosting, so it’s a win-win situation. Argyle cooked, Steve baked, Hop’s working on the barbecue and everyone’s having a great time.

Or, was. Until Chrissy appeared, made Robin’s brain stop working and now there’s that weird tension in the air. Robin knows she fucked up, she fucked up big time, but oh god, Chrissy looked so beautiful. She looked so beautiful every day, but she had such a pretty dress on today, and her hair was up in that cheerleader ponytail with a bow to make it better, and she has a shiny lip gloss that makes her lips look so kissable, and she smells of honey and coconut, and Robin wants her.

Robin wants her so badly, and Robin dreams of her when she’s asleep and when she’s awake too, and she has never wanted someone this much. And she has never known so deep inside her soul, how she can’t have someone as much as she knows she can’t have Chrissy. Robin’s not a particularly insecure woman, but she knows Chrissy would never pay her any mind.

“Why do you hate me?” Chrissy asks once they’re inside, and when she turns around to face Robin her eyes are wet.

“WHAT?” Robin yells, then cups her mouth for a second. “I’m sorry, shouldn’t have yelled, but. What?”

“I don’t understand. I keep catching you looking at me sometimes, but then you look away immediately and sometimes you look almost angry. You don’t hold big conversations with me, you seemed pissed at me that day with the eggs, and just now you weren’t even listening as I was talking.” Robin is in total shock as Chrissy starts listing things on her fingers. “It wasn’t like this! We were friends, Rob, and suddenly you started being so weird. Why invite me to your birthday if you don’t want me here?”

Yeah, they were friends and then Robin caught feelings. And apparently made it weird. Maybe she wasn’t as good with the girls she liked as she thought she was. She stopped rambling and babbling awkwardly, sure, but now she apparently shuts them out. Definitely not great either.

“Chrissy, I want you here, I do!” she says, and her voice falters because Chrissy has no idea how much Robin wants her. “I’m so sorry I made it weird, I just…” She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and remembers Will’s words. Oh wow, that’s pathetic for sure. “I don’t wanna be just your friend, Chris. I want more.”

She opens her eyes to face her demise because if she’s gonna be turned down she’s gonna take it proudly.

“You want… more?” Chrissy asks, and she takes a step further into Robin’s space.

“Yes. I like you. So much. So much, it’s pathetic.”

“You… like me?” she asks again, eyes wide open, and Robin gulps before nodding. Oh, god, here comes the blow. “Oh, Robin.”

Robin has no time to ask ‘what?’ because Chrissy throws her arms around Robin’s neck and their lips touch.

For real.

There are no fireworks, actually.

Fireworks are deafening loud, they’re bright and blinding. They jet, they spiral, they splatter. They can be scary, they’re everywhere and they’re overwhelming, and they’re too much sometimes. Just like Robin is most times. Loud, spiraling, everywhere, and overwhelming. Too much.

Chrissy’s kiss is not too much. It’s just enough.

It’s calm, and it’s relaxing, and it’s giving and giving and giving, but it’s receiving just as much. It’s stillness in a once stormy ocean, it’s silencing of all the high-pitched sounds that can be deafening, it’s thrilling in a way that makes Robin’s heart stump loud but rhythmically. Robin’s body loosens up, tension and anxiety leaving her, brain going quiet in, for once, a good way. She’s not overwhelmed, her senses aren’t screaming at her, she’s focused on the present moment. Chrissy tastes of fruit, of course she does, and she smells of home because it’s what she is. Her skin is warm as Robin holds her with no intention of letting her go, but it’s nothing like her dreams.

Because it’s real. And it’s so much better.

They separate their lips but their foreheads are still touching.

“You have no idea how much Eddie and Heather have been pestering me to talk to you,” Chrissy whispers almost against Robin’s lips, and she snorts.

“Oh, I sure do.” She wants to hate her friends for being right all along, but she can’t find it in herself to be anything but insanely happy.

“We’ve been two blind idiots, haven’t we?” Chrissy giggles, and it’s angelic as a sound can be, and Robin wants to crack Chrissy’s ribs open and live inside her chest. She nods at Chrissy’s question.

“I was so sure you didn’t like me,” she admits. “I looked at you all the time, daydreaming of this all the time. Reality’s so much better.” She tightens her grip around Chrissy’s waist to prove her point, to prove to herself it’s real.

“You didn’t see me staring right back.” It’s not a question, because the answer is obvious.

“I was too much of a blind idiot to see it, apparently.” She smiles and she leans in and she kisses Chrissy again. Because, oh god, she can do that now.

“But you see it now?” Chrissy asks.

“My eyes are wide open, Chris. And I see you now.”

#buckingham #buckingham fic #buckingham fanfic #buckingham oneshot #robin buckley x chrissy cunningham #chrissy cunningham x robin buckley #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #lui writes

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junranghae · 10 months ago

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i was tagged by @db2k <3 to share my TOP 5 SONGS RIGHT NOW hard to really give a ranking so i'll just share my top 5 songs from the on repeat playlist

♡ falling behind - laufey ♡ love 119 - riize ♡ what kind of future - woozi ♡ god of light music - bomg seventeen <<< yes i unironically listen to this all the time ♡ passionfruit - nmixx

tagging: @97-liners @irlvernon @kimsmingyu @kwonhochi and anyone else who wants to do this 🫶🏽

#number six was of course think youre the shit (fart)#noa.x

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waw1x · 1 year ago

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For the ask game: 🎵🌙✨🧸🎧🌸

Hi Gopher! Thanks for sending the ask teehee!

🎵 Passionfruit by Drake

🌙 I created my account, I think, on november 2021 but I never really posted anything. At the start of this year I decided to start posting my art, and OMG, what a good decision that was. I'm so happy to be able to share here the stuff I do and recieve all these positive comments. I'm so thankful with ya'll ♡

✨ Hmm,,, other than Wawix, Wawis or just Wawi, I don't have any other nicknames, but I wouldn't mind if someone wanted to give me one, in fact, I enjoy having nicknames! as long as you ask first and I give you my consent, they are totally welcome ♡

🧸 I would say my bed, but I would be lying. I actually enjoy more the accidental naps at my couch than the ones at my bed hehe

🎧 I currently use earbuds but I'm looking forward to buy some headphones, I think they are better in any way

🌸 I would say that whatever nice thing someone online has said to me, but I also enjoy whatever compliment my irl friends say to me.

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sayitan · 2 years ago

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★ TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

favorite color(s): green, red favorite flavor(s): sour apple, pineapple, berry chocolate, passionfruit favorite genre(s): fantasy, sci-fi, gothic / supernatural horror favorite music: indie rock favorite movies(s): disney tarzan, last holiday favorite series(s): dark angel, blood ties, blindspot last song: can't help falling in love, by tommee profitt last series: criminal minds last movie: the menu currently reading: moon called, by patricia briggs currently watching: alice in borderland currently working on: my creative writing masters

tagged by : @eywaborn ♡♡♡♡ tagging : @txelankong, @trukmkto, @nxytiri, @loahk, @rotturn, @analyticallyminded, @warhunting, @valiantsword, @soc0rr0

#. ooc . › sometimes i just talk shit .

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envember · 5 months ago

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1st - 7th July 2024 - Calmer storms

Final Seminar Day- Poster Presentations

Thursday was a nerve-wracking day. It started at around 9AM with taking an old route to uni since it was the final presentation in this seminar of Nutrition and Prevention of Chronic Diseases with Dr. C and Prof. Nöth.

I ended up oversleeping because I spent the whole night putting together what I wanna say and go through some parts.

(The birdies home picture was taken on another day- I don't recall. But I thought it was cute)

I had my breakfast to-go from home (lol). I managed to inhale the coffee before biarding the train and also met my friend omw to the building. The anxiety was hitting rooftop, but my girls and I ended up slaying it and we did well presenting our poster and discussing it with the professor.

The PreventionPals gorup (literally the name of our group chat) we ended up celebrating with a slice of pizza and a nice boba (I chose Passionfruit with Pomegranate tapioca). Dano took the new Watermelon boba and An took the Yakult one. We enjoyed a nice chat and then separated, each to their rest of the day ♡

I cannot express enough how much I love these girls. Working woth them in this seminar the past months has been more than a pleasure 😭🤍

Work Wednesday u. Friday-

I don't know where to start, so I won't. I had a nice coffee at home before leaving to my 8 AM Physio Seminar. Bought an Erdbeerliner (it was so good) and it sweetened my bitter day 😭🫶🏻

Friday was an even more tension-filled day at work, but we had a slice of pizza and admired the poppies. Later, a walk in the evening burned the rest of the pain ♡

AND DE LOST AGAINST SPAIN SO THERE WE GO!!

After all the racism going on, a lot of people were having schadenfreude towards germany. Which is understandable tbh, because why would you sing "Ausländer Raus" after u win a game? Have some shame. Half of the players on your national team are of Ausländer-descent. عيب عليكم.

Anyway, we move on (ﾉ≧▽≦)ﾉ

Weekend-

MY SISTER IS QUARTER A CENTURY OLD! WOOHOO-

Yes, we celebrated her existence for another year, and we enjoyed TO. THE. BONE. the Türkiye game. After the heart-wrenching gane we had some grilled Maiskolben. We also grilled am Samstag so all was nice hehe ♡

Now we await a monday full of meeting with the business partners, warm hugs and sweet chatch-ups (and maybe a Şapka thrown here and there)

Peace

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daddysuguru · 2 years ago

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i don’t really have a favourite alcoholic drink, although i very much enjoy fruity cocktails :)

oh, u seem to love fruity drinks, I do as well (ᵔ◡ᵔ) anything lemon, peach, passion fruit, strawberry, lychee are my fave. I really enjoy Starbucks’ pink drink, it’s a perfect blend of milky and fruity ^-^ fruit tea bobas too!! The peach and lychee tea are my go-to boba drinks (⌒▽⌒) Thanks for answering my question, daddy, u take such good care of all of us ♡

-sweets <3

fruity drinks are the best ones.

peach, strawberry, passionfruit and lychee are ones we have in common :) and yes ! the pink drink. satoru often laughs at me for getting the pink drink whenever he does but it’s a little good… yk.. i won’t admit it too much.

i always get the lychee/mango boba when i get boba! it’s too good. last time i tried this new place that opened up (a lot of boba places have opened up within the last 3 years where i live)

they had a strawberry hibiscus flavor and it was genuinely so good. a bit bitter at the end but the taste was fantastic.

amongst sweets, which one do you like the most ?

#inbox 1 #sweets <3

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daydreaming-in-daisies · 2 years ago

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for the specific asks 16 and 18

16. thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

Trash as hell and the most overrated dessert combo ever. Mint chip ice cream is literally the worst flavor, shit tastes like chocolate flavored Colgate 🤢

18. your boba/tea order?

OMG this question was made for me! There's this one boba place I go to often and I usually get something different every time. But my fave orders have been strawberry milk tea w/ brown sugar boba, taro cookies & cream snow, and guava green tea lemonade w/ passionfruit boba. ♡

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well

#ask game #words

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alicesought · 2 years ago

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@thegirlwondcr || next page ! || { switching due to the new editor }

♡♠♢♣ ⁀ His always so expressive face betrays him,

reacting immediately to their objection with a wide eyed pout and a blink of his lashes, shrinking into himself slightly. But he doesn't relent, he tries again, now much more directing his efforts to the other rather than just quietly to himself. " Citrus, perhaps? " He raises to her each tin of fragrant dried tea blends, " Clove? Bergamot? Passionfruit? I-I can try the green tea cabinet... " He'll be fixated on this until its resolved, such was how the poor man's head worked.

He pushes around his tins in the floor-sitting cabinet, tucked into it so deep as if he might close the door on himself, until he stumbles upon the back of one labelled with one of his custom tags. Not particularly unusual. The ex-hatter was fond of making his own tea. But this one, this one he didn't remember-- and why was it hidden behind everything, and why was it labelled 'drink me', and why was his eyes and hands compelled to back away from it, put things back atop it, and pretend he didn't see?

That's precisely what he does. And the memory of it leaves him completely.

The doctor almost wished he really was naive enough to believe her. Perhaps a child would, he wondered-- perhaps they'd hear that confident, unworried tone and assume they must know better, that he must have simply misunderstood. But he isn't a child. And he has an intuition now, he recognizes it-- being ostracized. It made no difference if it was earned this time. In the end it was all just familiar... pain.

But he smiles. Weary but earnest for the young lady, " Yes.. Yes I'm sure it will be easier, of course. " However what they say next does garner a real chuckle to brighten that smile to a grin, scarred hands clasping. " Of course-- o-of course! " He says half-giggling. " It is, it really is so important to me, I must let you know! I-I spent so many years thinking that the bat and his birds... th-that you absolutely... reviled me! " His hand goes to his mouth. Has he ever said so to them before? But he goes on. " But-- But to know you really meant me no harm! That you would still make friends after everything... I... did? " The truth is... she must be half mad herself to believe it. And some part of him knew that. In fact he couldn't stop thinking it.

The kettle whistles. He's quick to stop it's reheating and laughs. " Thank you, is what I'm trying to say, my dear! "

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hannid0ll · 5 months ago

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ok we’re fr the best ?!

♡ tomorrow x together (♡)

member!: huening. always. (my bias: soobin+yeonjun / ot5 ♡)

song!: growing pain and dreamer !!!! (my fav: ikily, farewell, neverland, devil by the window, the killa, tinnitus, dreamer, ok lemme stop here♡)

♡ newjeans (♡)

member!: UR ACTUALLY DANIELLE. UR SOOO DANIELLE (my bias: haerin ♡)

song!: bubble gum. next (my fav: ditto ♡)

♡ twice (♡)

member!: OKK LIKEEE so im feeling mina and chae (my bias: sana ♡)

song!: MAGIC BY NAEYON😍 also basics (my fav: the feels forever and always ♡)

♡ le sserafim

member!: chaewonnnn im getting chaewon (my bias: sakura ♡)

song!: we got so much (my fav: good bones and impurities ♡)

♡ g-idle

member!: hmm miyeon. YASSS (my bias: yuqi ♡)

song!: fate it’s so you (my fav: my bag or bonnie&clyde (yuqi) ♡)

♡ red velvet

member!: joy !!!! (my bias: seulgi ♡)

song!: iced coffee. no criticism. (my fav: all of chill kill album and feel my rhythm♡)

♡ aespa

member!: NINGNING (my bias: karina ♡)

song!: lucid dream (my fav: illusion ♡)

♡ kiss of life

member!: BELLE. (my bias: julie ♡)

song!: it’s serving me bad news and my 808 (my fav: sugarcoat and midas touch ♡)

♡ illit

member!: minju or wonhee (my bias: iroha ♡)

song!: ur so lucky girl syndrome it CRAY (my fav: all four of them. ♡)

♡ stray kids

member!: i.n. or lix <3 (my bias: lee know and hyunjin ♡)

song!: there (my fav: collision and case 143♡)

♡ ive

member!: rei ofcc (my bias: wonyoung and rei ♡)

song!: payback (my fav: either way ♡)

♡itzy

member!: yuna (my bias: ryujin ♡)

song!: none of my business (my fav: killshot ♡)

♡mamamoo

member!: wheein (my bias: moonbyul ♡)

song!: decalcomanie (my fav: illella and mirror (moonbyul) ♡)

♡nmixx

member!: bae (my bias: kyujin ♡)

song!: passionfruit (my bias: dash ♡)

♡xg

member!: oh ur so hinata (my bias: cocona ♡)

song!: new dance and mascara omg (my bias: woke up and x-gene ♡)

ty to my best friend @huellitaa <3 we’re so silly and cool 💗

k-pop challenge! ₊˚⊹♡

──★ ˙ ̟🎀 this post is inspired by a silly little text message from my very best friend @gy0th-yawnzzn and is a joint post with them !! ♡ you can see part two to this of their opinions of me here ♡

assigning my wife @gy0th-yawnzzn an idol and a song from each group i stan and comparing them to my favs. feel free to steal this idea (though i'm sure someone's done it before) n do it w ur insane kpop stan friends too it's very cute and fun actually ♡

♡ tomorrow x together (♡)

member!: soobin. i feel this is very self explanatory. i know what you are (a bunny) (my bias: huening kai / ot5 ♡)

song!: killaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaaaaaaaa and dreamer (my fav: farewell, neverland, growing pain and dreamer ♡)

♡ newjeans (♡)

member!: irl haerin hello <3 (my bias: danielle and minji ♡)

song!: eta honestly??? or asap. maybe just bc haerin absolutely devoured asap but like asap and eta are just right (my fav: bubble gum and get up ♡)

♡ twice (♡)

member!: ur so sana coded honestly (my bias: jihyo, momo, chae ♡)

song!: why am i thinking cry for me or the new nayeon solo (my fav: wow and baby blue love ♡)

♡ le sserafim

member!: yunjin!!! maybe because yunjin sounds like yeonjun but like you just give major yunjin vibes (my bias: sakura and chaewon ♡)

song!: easy . i dont take criticism (my fav: guardian ♡)

♡ g-idle

member!: ur such a shuhua person idc (my bias: yuqi and shuhua ♡)

song!: nxde honestly. i feel like this song is very you (my fav: flip it ♡)

♡ enhypen

member!: u remind me. of sunoo honestly. sunoo is so cutie he reminds me of soobin and han (iykyk.) (my bias: jake ♡)

song!: still monster is so you honestly (my fav: fever ♡)

♡ aespa

member!: I DONT KNOW GENUINELY. i feel like ur kinda giselle coded though (my bias: winter ♡)

song!: next level. you are SO next level coded (my fav: bahama ♡)

♡ kiss of life

member!: you remind me of natty honestly. natty or julie,, i love both though so we're good <3 (my bias: belle ♡)

song!: i feel like you really like nobody knows idk i just get that vibe from you (my fav: bad news ♡)

♡ illit

member!: iroha !!!! you give MAJOR iroha vibes bro idk i love her (my bias: iroha! ♡)

song!: midnight fiction ,, ur SUCH a midnight fiction girlie (my fav: magnetic and lucky girl syndrome ♡)

♡ stray kids

member!: han jisung. iykyk (my bias: lee know...... omg its fate)

song!: cheese. dont question it i dont know either (my fav: collision ♡)

♡ ive

member!: ok u remind me of gaeul. idk why maybe because youre older than me maybe because ur super pretty but just remind me of gaeul (my bias: rei ♡)

song!: love dive all the way !! idk why i think it's just yeah (im right i do not take criticism) (my fav: ott ♡)

──★ ˙ ̟🎀part 2: my wife @gy0th-yawnzzn rahhh ♡

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littleboba · 4 years ago

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❝ bubble baths ❞

note: here’s a part two of “domestic”!

♡ ── wc: 940

♡ ── pairing: nanami kento x fem!reader

♡ ── desc: fingering/heavy petting + teasing + established relationship + pampering + spitting + nanami being a service dom

You ease yourself into a bubble filled bath, the water hot enough to leave you hissing, but your tense muscles are thankful for it.

Tonight’s aroma of choice is a light peach fragrance from a set of candles you’d received as a gift. And as you relax in the heat, neck deep in bubbles, you can’t help but feel calm and at peace.

It’s rather easy to forget how quiet the apartment can be when you’re home alone.

No work obligations or texts from co-workers needing assistance and on rare occasions that’ll sometimes mean no Nanami too. This evening in particular, your husband is an hour late which can only mean he’s gotten roped into working overtime with Gojo again. You won’t complain, or at least, you won’t give yourself the chance to lament his absence but you will take this little opportunity as a small blessing in disguise. You’re being afforded some much needed privacy.

A sigh escapes your lips as you draw lazy circles around your clit. You think of Nanami again and take time imagining him with his face buried between your legs, tongue lapping against your folds. These images are your remedy against lonely nights without him.

Phantom touches. A kiss here and there.

Something snaps, and iron hot pleasure has you pitching forward, thighs clenching as you let out a moan, muscles looser than jelly. As you lean back and continue to soak, you drift lazily between sleep and consciousness in the next second, half-submerged in a pool of warmth.

Not much time has passed, but when you awaken fully, it’s to the sound of Nanami’s shoes clicking against the linoleum. The very object of your affections finally stands before you in the flesh.

“You look relaxed.” He says offhandedly.

“And you look like hell.” You smile, cheeks feeling a tad warm when he looks at you without the cover of his shades.

“That’s to be expected, but I’m finally off the clock. Which means I get to spend time with you, right?”

Sitting up, you cradle your head against your raised knees, watching as your husband sheds his suit jacket, and rolls up his sleeves to wash his hands.

“Oh yeah!” You laugh. “Gonna join me then?” You catch his gaze again in the mirrors reflection; there’s a smile ghosting along his lips.

“Is that an offer?”

Your entire being lights up with anticipation as Nanami takes a seat at the edge of the tub, though careful not to wet his slacks.

“Kiss me please,” you murmur and of course he obliges. His tongue sweeps across your own and you can’t help but notice he tastes of something sweet, like strawberry. A candy pit pocketed from Gojo, perhaps? You’re eager to find out. His lips mold atop yours, stealing your breath in just a few short seconds. And when Nanami withdraws from you, it's with an audible smack.

“Open.” He commands.

You willingly obey and part your lips. His fingers graze your jaw, tilting your chin ever so slightly while his saliva drips down your tongue. Swallowing is instinctive.

With a whine, you chase after his lips but Nanami only leaves a chaste peck on your nose to finish.

He strokes your bare thigh, eyes glued to the suds and bubbles gliding over your breasts and down your cleavage. You can see him straining against his pants. But for some reason, he doesn’t seem very inclined to give it any attention yet. No, he only has eyes for you now. His hands travel lower, a clear goal in sight, but your thighs snap shut and halt his movements.

“Babe, at least take off your watch.”

“It’s replaceable.” He replies. Stubborn man.

“Still. It probably costs my entire paycheck,” you insist, leaning your head against his thigh. “Don’t be silly.”

But truly your arguments don’t hold up very well against a throbbing clit. Talk about your own body betraying you. Nanami smiles softly as you finally part your thighs for him to continue his voyage.

You can’t help but jump when he rubs your pussy. His hands feel a lot different from yours. Your head is still in his lap, lulled into submission by the scent of his expensive cologne and the softness of his touch.

“Talk to me,” Nanami says. “Come on, use your words.” His thumb catches against your clit causing you to moan.

“Please Ken, I w-wanna come... on your fingers,” you begin to rock your hips, almost sloshing the bath water over the rim. “Please.”

Nanami slides two fingers in, feeling your squishy walls clench around his fingers. When he presses a particular bundle of nerves, you nearly cry out. Pressure builds, once again, at the base of your tummy.

“Let it out.” He kisses your forehead. “Don’t be shy.”

You rolls your hips, meeting his thrusts; a little frenzied with the way your breaths grow shallow. “Fuck. Just like that.”

You fist his shirt with a wet hand. Coming hard for a second time has you twitching with every broken cry that falls from your lips. Nanami kisses you again, harder this time, as you moan one final time against his mouth.

You both make somewhat of mess of the bathroom when he picks up out of the bath. His clothes grow soaked, water drips from your body onto the tiles. Neither of you are concerned.

Nanami makes a show of dropping you onto the bed. “Still up for more?” He asks, while loosening his tie.

The answer is hidden in your heated gaze. You place your foot on his crotch, pressing lightly against his cock. “Of course I am.”

#kento nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #nanami x reader #nanami smut #nanamin x reader #passionfruit.♡

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