#perfectly balanced!! sweet but with a side of 👀

[overnightheartbeats]

She walked over to the sidewalk, taking a moment to clip her hair back as he removed his jacket and fetched his shades from the glove compartment. Laurel had previously told him that the shades suited him, and as a gentle reminder, she offered a whistle at the sight. Hyping her best friend up was what she did best after all. Laurel frowned at his observation of her apartment's tiles, but it didn't last too long. Her frown tainted with a sparkle in her eyes. "Hey hey, my tiles aren't that bad." Sure, maybe they were a bit outdated and weird and...okay yeah, they do suck. Defeat was in front of her, so her next best solution was to playfully stick her tongue out at him. "I'm going to begin charging you rent, so you can have free rein of my apartment's decor. But, fine fine. Let' s go get these tiles. I'm leaving you in charge of switching them out."

The more they talked about their friendship thus far, the more obvious it became to her - just how attached she had become to him. Of course, she knew to some extent, but Laurel never gave it more thought. It just all felt natural to her, but listing things off really put things into perspective. "Well, your room is nicer than mine. Okay. You are right, one bathroom cabinet in exchange for an undergarments drawer seems fair. If you had a roommate, they'd hate me for crashing at your place so much without paying rent. I'd let the roommate believe that though, that you were getting it every night." She shrugged at her own words, it wouldn't bother her either way. Though, Laurel couldn't be more glad that they both lived alone, no roommates to worry about or hear complaints about. "Hm, maybe so. We just have the benefit of knowing each other for a long time. Life is short, we're just making the most of our time together. but HR may eventually pull us to the side to tell us to chill, we may need to switch from yelling across the floor to desk notes. I only went on a tangent once!" Or was it three? "I wasn't trying to interrupt the flirting, all I said was that red must be her favorite color, with the amount of red flags she collected. I mean, you heard what she did to Connor. He requested a transfer to San Diego. That's probably why they discourage agents from getting together, doesn't look like it ever ends well. But, okay fair enough - we don't make it easy to distinguish. I'm okay with that."

It hadn't occurred to her yet, but this was the longest that Laurel had thought about kids. Anytime her dad asked, what's next for her, she only shrugged. The traditional life plan (marriage, kids, white picket fence) didn't really appeal to her, especially after seeing how her own family ended up. Talking about hypotheticals was good enough. There was his smirk again, she couldn't help the smile that followed. Involuntary reactions and what not, she only hoped it wouldn't make her nervous like it usually did. "Everyone has brown eyes, not as fun. So yup, it's your green eyes and okay yeah, my hair. This hypothetical kid is super cute, we could even throw in dimples. Earth 24 probably has a very rich babysitter or two then. It sounds like anything's possible on that Earth, but then I'd have to share you with a bunch of kids, your parents, and god knows who else." Laurel knew that the parent topic was iffy, and that there was nothing she could really say to change the pain his past brought. She did know two things, however. One, his parents had missed out on the wonderful person he became. And two, their circumstances led them both to Texas, so despite the pain, she was grateful he was led here to her. There was slight confusion in her features, but already, her curiosity was growing - eager to know what idea he had just come up with. "You know I'm always up for a fun risk, what are you thinking about this time?

He got out of the car and stretched his legs. Giving them a quick shake before he took off his jacket and set it on the seat. It was not even noon and Texas was already blazing. He leaned down to grab his shades from the compartment he kept them in in her car. Again, add it to the number of things that would be considered dating. Leaving shit in cars. "We need to go to the kitchen section. I think the bathroom needs more tiles. Your old ones suck and look like a grandma's shack." Was he an interior designer? No but that didn't stop him from giving out his opinions. To be honest he did live there more than he did at his own place so if anyone had a say it might as well be him.

Continuing their earlier conversation he laughed and nodded his head. "See. We are even. You share your bathroom cabinets and I share my room. You know I never do that. You also got your undergarments drawer at my place. Which let me tell you if I had a roommate they'd think I was getting it every night." He shrugged and thought about it. "Maybe we don't make it easy. We are closer than most best friends and co workers. Think about it. We arrive together, we leave together, we work together at the desk, at functions we stick to each other and when people try to flirt the other goes on their tangent. All that would give them pause to think we were dating. Plus I scream i love you have a good day each time you leave to the second floor."

She had given this kids some thought it seemed which made him smirk. He knew she hated when he'd smirk like that. It was his knowing smirk that would get her so nervous and that was funny. "Mm okay. So you'd want our hypothetical kid to have my eyes. I get it they are pretty in the sun but why not your pretty brown eyes? They're clear like they were hazel. For sure they'd have your wavy hair. God, yeah Earth 24 me would totally have a bunch of kids. Maybe with two parents who wanted me too so they'd have loving grandparents." By now he had gotten used to being the unlovable one that got left behind but it didn't mean it still didn't hurt. As they made their way inside the doors he put his arm around her shoulders to pull her in and walked in step with her as he checked out the kid room on their left. Getting a bright idea he motioned to the door and asked; "How much of a risk taker are you today?"

[gurugirl]

Possibly post a teaser for a Balancing act ch 2 pls pls 👀👀👀

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!

Teaser from Part 2 of A Balancing Act (part 2 will be posted June 22 @ 3pm CST)

Y/n wasn’t sure how to feel about Harry’s little stunt. He seemed like such a genuinely sweet guy that it felt a little out of character. Though she got some glimpses of his pushy, dominant side in bed, she hadn’t seen any of that persona transfer outside of the bedroom. Not when he first introduced himself, not in any of their conversations on the phone… But she guessed perhaps there was a part of him that would come out in this way. And she couldn’t lie and say she didn’t enjoy it all deep down.

But still. The nerve of him to sit at the table she and her date would be sharing and drink wine while he waited for them. Then to look at her the way he had, his eyes blatantly following her shape down to her hips and back up again with that grin… The compliment. And then to have their bill paid for. It was a power move. He was trying to assert dominance over Dante in some way. Even though Dante was annoyingly clueless somehow. She thought for sure he’d be livid about it but he wasn’t.

Dante was a little too nice she decided.

And it’s not like Y/n thought her date should be upset. She didn’t want two men fighting over her or anything. But the part of her that kind of liked what Harry had done, liked that he was trying to stake a claim or send a message- wanted to see what Dante had in him. Wanted maybe just a tiny bit to see him jealous or even insist on paying despite the fact that Harry said he would. Dante didn’t seem threatened at all. She shook her head of those thoughts. How silly for Y/n to even think that he should feel that way. Of course not!

And she couldn’t stop thinking about how good he looked in his suit and his thick dark hair with soft curls as she and her date neared the table he was casually sitting at. The handsome smug look on his face as he watched them. And all the while Dante was talking about his recent gallery show she was now stuck thinking about the night she and the famous man shared together. That was probably part of what he intended as well, showing up like he did. To set the tone for the entire date. He knew what he was doing. And it had worked.

“Excuse me. I need to run to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

She took a deep breath as she walked into the restaurant and followed the dingy signs that pointed toward the little hallway where the two bathrooms were. A single toilet room each for women and men.

Flicking the light on and clicking the lock she leaned into the door and closed her eyes. She had to give herself a pep talk.

“You’re here with a perfectly nice and handsome man. Same interests, a level head, funny, humble…”

And Dante was all those things. But something was missing. Something was holding her back from truly enjoying his company. And she knew just what it was. It was because he wasn’t Harry. And even if Harry hadn’t made his surprise appearance to discombobulate her completely, interrupting her date, she would have still felt the same.

Just as she pushed herself off the door there was a knock, “Sorry! Be right out!”

Y/n washed her hands and dried them before opening the door. But in a shocking split-second, she was met with the handsome smile of the man she couldn’t stop thinking about as he walked into the bathroom, causing her to step herself backward. Harry closed the door and clicked the lock.

“Harry! What are you doing?!”

Harry smirked and leaned his back into the door, “How’s the date going?”

Crossing her arms over her chest she tried to feign annoyance but she was working hard to hide her own grin, “It’s fine. I like Dante. Why are you still here?”

“I figured I’d see if you were free after. I brought some things with me that I think you might enjoy.”

She paused. He brought some things? What did that mean?

“I can’t believe I told you where my date was,” she shook her head and sighed.

“I’m sure you did it because you hoped for this very outcome.”

“Oh come on, Harry. I actually didn’t think you’d even come here this weekend, to be honest.”

Harry stitched his brows together and pushed himself off the door, taking two long-legged strides toward her, and brought his hands up to her face, “Well I am here. And I want you, Y/n. I don’t care that you’re on a fucking date. That should be me sitting out there getting to take you out,” he jabbed a finger in the air toward the door before returning his palm to her cheek.

Her blood pumped quickly through her veins and her head felt fluttery and light as she watched his mouth and then looked at his eyes as he spoke. His hair was fluffy and soft and his hands on her face felt gentle but she knew what they could do. All the very opposite things of gentle that had awakened some kind of indulgent new requirement. She wanted to put up a good fight. Make him work harder. Make him beg a little even. He’d kissed another woman! For god’s sake, she should make him grovel. But he was there. With her. Looking at her like he did that last morning they were together when they were making plans to keep contact until they could see one another again.

She didn’t know how to respond. If she were responding candidly, she’d tell him that yeah, it should be him out there treating her to dinner and not Dante. That she hadn’t been able to get him off her mind and last night, even though she had this date lined up, it was Harry’s image that she orgasmed to when she masturbated. In fact, it had only been Harry she got off to since she’d had that night with him nearly two months ago.

Harry tilted his head and spoke softly, “Please, Y/n. Do you want me to get on my knees? Beg? Or,” a small devious smirk quirked up on his lips as he licked them and ducked in to speak into her ear, his body pressed into hers, “maybe you want this. You like the chase, don’t you? Is that what you want? Trying to play hardball with me, sweet girl?”

She was a goner the moment his lips brushed over the shell of her ear and he brought his hands down from her face to her hips and pulled her in close. A small warm peck to her lobe, “What is it that you want me to do? I’ll do it.”

Y/n drew her hands up his back to his broad shoulders and moaned as she stretched her neck for him, “You shouldn’t be here. I’m in the middle of a date.”

[theink-stainedfolk]

Happy STS Zehra!! 💛✨

Do your OCs celebrate Thanksgiving? If so, what dish are they making and bringing? 👀💫

Thank you for your question♡♡♡

Yes, Shion and Raoul, from Eclipsed Hearts, would definitely celebrate Thanksgiving, albeit with their own unique twist on the holiday! They might attend a gathering with fellow vampires and humans, blending traditions to create a fun and memorable experience.

They'd bring Pumpkin Spice Blood Pudding (lol)

Shion and Raoul decide to make a pumpkin spice blood pudding, a creative dish that pays homage to traditional pumpkin pie while embracing their vampire nature. This sweet and spicy pudding is made with real pumpkin puree, cinnamon, nutmeg, and a dash of vanilla, blended with a rich, dark blood base (perhaps a mix of animal blood for flavor, keeping it ethical and within vampire norms).

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Saville and Arce from Under the Knife

Saville is not the traditional family type, and Thanksgiving is mostly a nuisance for him. However, he acknowledges the day as an opportunity to indulge in some culinary creativity. Given his snarky personality and a penchant for the unexpected, he decides to bring an unconventional dish: pumpkin ravioli with sage brown butter sauce. He’ll make it from scratch, enjoying the process of crafting the delicate pasta and filling. While he might roll his eyes at the idea of "family time," he finds solace in the kitchen, where he can exert control and express his culinary skills.

Arce, on the other hand, has a more complex relationship with Thanksgiving. He values the connections with. To celebrate, he brings a smoked turkey breast that he prepared himself, having learned to appreciate the art of cooking as a means of bonding with others. He might also whip up mashed potatoes with garlic and chives, showcasing a softer side as he attempts to impress Saville and make the gathering a little less tense. He enjoys the opportunity to create something delicious for others, perhaps trying to atone for some of his darker past.

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Aster, Piper and Alethea from Shades of Erudition

Asterion 'Aster' Carter

Dish: Herb-Crusted Roasted Turkey

He would source high-quality ingredients and pay close attention to the details, marinating the turkey with a blend of herbs and spices he meticulously selects. The presentation would be elegant, showcasing his culinary skills and adding a touch of sophistication to the Thanksgiving table.

Piper Redmond

Dish: Sweet Potato Casserole with Marshmallow Topping

He would be the one to add the marshmallow topping, using it as an opportunity to lighten the mood and make jokes about “the best part of Thanksgiving.” His dish would be a bit messy but filled with love and humor, reflecting his vibrant personality. Piper might even sneak in some unique spices or nuts to surprise everyone, showcasing his creativity and flair for fun in the kitchen.

Alethea Pierce

Dish: Cranberry Sauce with a Twist

Why: Alethea, with her sharp intellect and creativity, would prepare a homemade cranberry sauce that stands out from the usual recipe. She might infuse her sauce with orange zest, ginger, and a hint of cinnamon, giving it a unique flavor profile that surprises everyone at the table. This dish would reflect her personality—classic yet innovative, with a touch of warmth and sophistication.

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Rosaire and Leslie from Crimson Threads

Rosaire, with his penchant for charm and sophistication, takes on the role of the host and prepares a luxurious roasted turkey, seasoned to perfection and garnished with fresh herbs. He believes that a perfectly cooked turkey is a staple of any Thanksgiving gathering, and he uses this occasion to show off his culinary skills.

Leisle, on the other hand, takes a more playful approach. He decides to make a dessert—pumpkin spice cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. He knows Rosaire loves to impress, and he wants to bring something fun and casual to balance out the elegance of the turkey. Leisle also throws in a few surprises, like adding unexpected spices and a hint of chocolate to the cupcakes, making them a delightful twist on the traditional dish.

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I hope you enjoyed this. Yes it is not systematic, i tend to get confused with the aesthetics.

Thank you once again ♡♡♡

[because-its-eurovision]

What are in your opinion the top 3 finnish esc performances?

Also who fo you think are the most attractive / hottest finnish contestants ever? I need this for science👀 (if you are comfortable answering)

What a lovely ask! 🖤 I picked three performances based on styling (clothes, hair, make-up, jewellery), choreography, staging and lightning choices, camera angles, vocal performance and charisma of the singers and back-up singers & musicians, and how well all of of those support the melody, lyrics and structure of the song. I suck at making definitive rankings so these are in chronological order 😄

1977: Monika Aspelund - Lapponia

Lapponia tells the story of a beautiful witch maiden in Lapland and the man who falls in love with her, and Monika really acts out the lyrics to the camera with her expressions. The blue and white (Finnish flag colours my beloved) styling with Lapponia brand jewellery is very simple yet stylish in a Nordic way and fits the song well. Vocal performance of both Monika and the back-up singers is near perfect considering she was suffering from angina at the time and still managed to hit the high note. Choregraphy again is simple but works and compliments the epic chorus, and the end frame is possibly the greatest of Finland's Eurovision history. There's a reason why this is still my favorite entry of all time.

1990: Anneli Saaristo - La Dolce Vita

Once again: simple yet effective. The song is a great combination of melancholic Finnish mindset with Spanish and Italian influences. The main melody flows effortlessly and her low, dark and full voice is perfect for that. Throwing in the acoustic guitar and some flamenco claps for Mediterranean flavor when she is singing about beautiful sweet life in the chorus. Staging is beautifully balanced with the guitar players on both sides of Anneli and she really pops with the red outfit and makeup, bringing out the passion of the song. And listen to the horns and violin sections of the live orchestra! The ending pose is the cherry on top. One of the most succesfull Finnish entries ever and deservedly so.

2021: Blind Channel - Dark Side

Dispite some slight mishaps in the vocal performance, as a whole I love this performance to bits. The background screens with them hanging upside down in white clothes so the stage is not too dark. The combination of red and black. The contrast between Joel and Niko that was purposefully built by giving Niko the rapper look with darker hair and Joel the rocker look with blonder hair. The pyros right from the start and throughout the song. The choreography that looks natural and effortless despite being rehearsed hundreds of hours. The text JOIN in Joonas's guitar, when I first saw him lifting it in their second rehearsal clip I got chills. How they make Niko's and Joel's height difference work by putting Joel behind Niko to whisper like a demon. How dynamic and full of energy the entire performance is and how they are giving their ALL. Joonas & Olli walking to mid stage to join the HU HU HU choreography with Niko & Joel. Aleksi's hairflip. Joonas's hairstyle and clothes and the guitar spin. Him lifting the guitar for the slow part and how Olli looks at the camera. Kneeling Joel. JOIN on Niko's palm. How the energy builds up for the final chorus and them all making the huge jump together, perfectly timed with the pyros. The "headshot" move. Joonas & Olli just spinning and running from opposite directions across the stage during HU HU HU HU, twice. The final scream & pyro combination. 😭😭😭🖤🖤🖤 MY BOYS DID THAT

I'm glad you didn't ask for top-3 hottest contestants, because that would be impossible 😄 Some of those whose looks I've appreciated are Blind Channel (2021), The Rasmus (2022), Käärijä (2023), Sebastian Rejman (2019) and Jarkko Ahola (Teräsbetoni 2008). Boys of Softengine (2014) were adorable, as well as Paradise Oskar (2011) 🥰

[countlessrealities]

@mcltiples sent: 👀 { To Evil Rick from Weird Rick // ofc he wants the dirty fantasy 🤭} send 👀 for a dirty GRUESOME thought and/or fantasy my muse has had about yours || no longer accepting

It's one of the rare nights when Rick isn't tucked away in his lab, working on this or that project. However, despite how much he relishes in the cold quietness of the room that has become his domain, he can't forget that he isn't on his own anymore. He has a owner now, a partner, and he deserves his attention and presence more than any of his experiments.

Usually his alternate can entertain himself, even when he spends his evening in their bunker. And, if he decides that he doesn't want to, he comes to fetch him and do with him as he pleases.

That's another difference between their routine and today. His partner hasn't come looking for his company. Rick has decided to offer it of his own free will. It's not the first time, but it's definitely not a common occurrence either.

Without a word, Rick carries two glasses over the couch, filled with a generous amount of the ale they have stolen during their last interdimensional trip. The liquor is stronger than any variety that can be find on Earth and its flavour is a well-balanced combination of sweet and sour. It also leaves on the tongue a light, sizzling metallic after taste, which is perhaps the part he likes best.

Taking a seat, he presses one of the glasses in his alternate's hand, before downing half of his own in one go. Gray blue eyes slide close for an instant, to allow him to savour that final sting, and then they open again, locking on his partner's face.

"R-Rick," he starts, shifting closer until he can comfortably press his chest against the other's side. "There's something I want to share with you."

One of his arms slides over the edge of the couch, elbow bending so that his fingers can reach those blue locks, studiously playing with them. The hand that is holding his glass casually rests on his alternate's thighs, slowly rubbing one through the thick fabric of the other's trousers.

His expression is mostly blank as per usual, but there's a dark hint in his eyes. Cold and cutting, but also relentless and avid, almost ravenous. Like the gravity of a black hole.

"I-I was thinking about you, earlier." His voice is just slightly louder than a whisper, but it's enough for his words to be perfectly audible as they are evenly breathed in his partner's ear. "S-Strapped on one of mine operating tables, naked, in place of the being I was vivisecting."

His tone grows darker at that matching the eerie look in his eyes.

"I-I'd use this little serum I've been developing...i-it should slow down your regeneration enough to let me take my time with you."

One of his personal side projects, the ones he doesn't tell his alternate about unless he has a good reason to.

"I-I'd start with a classic, a Y incision on your torso. Detach your skin and pectoral to expose your ribs. Open up your abdomen like a box full of presents."

He can see it so, so vividly. The blood spilling over from the cuts, bright red over paling skin. The way the muscles would contract, the pulsing of the intestines, the lungs expanding and emptying with every breath.

His lips brush the shell of his partner's ear. He tilts his head just a little, enough to graze the lobe with his teeth.

"I'd dig my hands in your guts, wrap your small intestine around my wrist. L-Like a shackle, keeping me where I belong. Deep inside you, deeper than anyone else will ever go. An-And I'get as many tastes as I want."

The smell of blood filling the air like incense. Its slickness warm and tick on his tongue as he would bend to lap it off his partner's ribs. The throbbing of the organs under his fingertips.

"M-Maybe I'll take a few minutes to play with you, touch all your sensitive spots from the inside. See if you like is as much."

It wouldn't be sexual for him, just curiosity. He's always eager to study his alternate, body and mind. See how he works, what makes him tick, psychically and emotionally.

"T-Then I'd move back up, cut your sternum in half, pull your ribs open. Take away your last line of defense, and then you'd be completely open to me. At my mercy, vulnerable."

That's something his partner never is. With his genius, his regenerative abilities and his technology, he is untouchable. As only true gods can be. And yet he has chosen to allow him, his property, his willing possession, to see and taste and touch and smell and hear him in such an exposed state.

The fingers he's been using to toy with the other's hair moves lower, nails pushing in the flesh, hard enough to leave red marks in their passing. What he is being offered is a gift, a unique one, and he means to treasure it by showing all his dark devotion.

"I-I'll worship you, down to your bones. As every godly being should be. I'll touch everything my hands can reach, cut through what stands in my way to reach what they can't. I'll tear into your lungs, breath the air that fills them. I'll rip your aorta open, let your blood soak my face."

By now his mouth his fully pressed against his alternat's ear, hot breath caressing the skin, sliding down towards the neck.

"I'll keep your heart for last. I want your mind, Rick, you know that." The fingers that had been digging into that neck are suddenly wrapped around the throat, squeezing hard enough to make breathing a bit harder. "B-But I'll take what I'm given, while I wait for it. I'll hold it in my hand, to feel it pulsing, tightening my grip to feel it struggling."

The his grasp moves, from his partner's neck to his jaw, forcing him to turn his head so their eyes can meet.

"An-And then I'll push my face inside your chest, let you swallow all my sense and I'll sink my teeth right into it. Make your feel that you'll be mine just as much as I'm yours."

[saidrolav]

Can I get a Umbrella Academy and a Sparrow Academy ship please? She is an oc although I'm using first person.

Personality: infp 4w3 , I often feel shy and nervous in unfamiliar social situations but am good at nurturing relationships. I alternate between calm and chaotic. I am an ambivert. My love language is acts of services and quality time. I love being of practical help to people. I can balance kindness with self preservation pretty well, and love to hang out with a small group of people. People generally find me likeable. Small talk drains me.

Interests: I am very invested in self improvement as my worst fear is being inadequate. It gives me a lot of motivation to be useful to the tribe. I am very creative and like to channel it through cooking. I am interested in learning more practical skills over stuff like science and math. I'm bad at both.

Work: I am flexible to changes and can handle work pressure well, although I definitely need time off in regular intervals because I get exhausted easily.

Flaws: I sometimes have a hard time communicating effectively and have to put a lot of effort into getting my point across as I naturally tend to be a bit rambly. I sometimes struggle to think things through in a logical manner. I sometimes struggle with anxiety.

Hiiiiii thank you for your 🐧!! For your Umbrella Academy ship, i ship you with...

Viktor!

He would absolutely love you especially your shy side that balances perfectly with your chaotic side! He loves those sides of you and he thinks that's what makes you amazing 🧡

He adores your way to be kind to everyone, because he knows how that feels wanting to be practical to everyone and even if sometimes it's overwhelming, he'll be here to reassure you!

He'll be here to help you when you struggle with anxiety or any other fear of yours and will whisper in your ears to calm you down 👀

Sloane!

Sloane would be so sweet to you and you guys would be so cute together ! With your problems to communicate she'll try to help you finding your words and will wait all the time you need to exprim your point :)

You would love cooking with each other OR cooking for each other! Sloane and you would definitly share cupcakes you made!!

Sloane loves maths and sciences so if you struggle with it she'll help you and explain to you step by step how she did 🥰

[s1mpa1]

BTS in : Tasty with Luv ~ 🤍

Their savory relationships

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Sweet and Sour

(This is my first time doing any like...aesthetic mood boards or like...anything like that so I apologize if these aren’t good (;*△*;) )

Sweet and Sour. Jimin and Taehyung. Both royal prince’s of their respective kingdom, yet they can’t seem to decide. By that I mean that they’re always visiting one another. One day it’s Jimin asking his guards to escort him to see Taehyung, and other times Taehyung gets on his horse, and rushes over to Jimin on a random afternoon.

Their parents are glad their son’s get along and all, but there should be limits. Like, no venturing out into the forest at night to catch fireflies and stare at the moon. Or atleast give a heads up that you’re leaving, and not have the whole kingdom on a search mission. This happened when Jimin went to see Taehyung. The whole Sweet Kingdom stopped functioning and began to search for their lost prince. Jimin was in a lot of trouble that day, when he came back with a basket of limes he and Taehyung had collected.

They’re the best of friends. They’re like two sour gummy bears that are stuck hand in hand.Like the exciting taste of apple slices with caramel that both enjoy as a snack. (Taehyung has a preference for green apples, while Jimin prefers Fuji apples or Gala.) But you get it! You get how perfectly they blend.

When they first met, back when they were 7 or so, Jimin thought Taehyung was another member of the Sweet Kingdom. Again, he didn’t have bright green hair like the Sour King and Queen. His hair was more...calmer. Minty, and sweet. Like the color of mint chewing gum, mint chocolate, or matcha rice candy.

He didn’t expect for him to be Prince of the Sour Kingdom. Nevertheless, they got along quite well. Taehyung was more bubbly and talkative than shy Jimin was. Which was good because that would later help him go more outside, than stay in his room. While Taehyung had a more adventurous side, Jimin helped balance it out by being the careful one.

There are times where even at this age of young adults, Jimin and Taehyung become young boys again. Chasing after eachother, or playing hide and seek.

There are few times where they brag about how close they are. When they win as a team, or when someone comments how they sync their movements, as if they had previously choreographed it. They both smile, and claim to be “Soulmates”.

Other times, their connection just happens without them knowing. Like when Jimin just simply back hugs Taehyung with no reason. He just hugs him. Or when Taehyung wipes some whipped cream off of Jimin’s pink lips using his thumb, to later lick it off. The act so bold, and even romantic to some of the people that witness this.

Some maids who work for the sweet kingdom run love being around the two prince’s. Internally squealing at the treat they see 👀

Two handsome boys having such fun with one another...the ultimate dream.

Sweet and Spicy

Something... happens when Jimin and Jungkook are together.

Sweet little mochi boy has this...fiery change. A bit more rebellious, and that’s perhaps because Jungkook is a menace. No don’t get me wrong! He’s a menace in...a playful way.

Sure, with girls he’s shy to the bone, and he also was when he first met Jimin. But after a few years of spending time together, Shy boy Jungkook is just a distant memory to Jimin. Both now run around and cause trouble. Sneaky boys back when they were around 14 or so, the perfect age to cause chaos. Entering forbidden rooms, or running around the palace barefoot.

In most of their visits, it’s Jungkook who visits Jimin the most. Unable to unstick himself from the sticky sweetness of Jimin’s personality. While Jimin enjoys that thrill Jungkook makes him feel, like the Spicy meat both enjoy. Much to Jimin’s surprise, because he wasn’t much a fan of spicy food. But when both decided to combine spicy and sweetness together, both were like

😳 “IT’S GOOD!”

And now they just eat that nonstop. Jungkook loving meat in general ( 👀)

while Jimin loves the sweet caramelized coating around the chicken. They also enjoy cinnamon. Cinnamon gum, cinnamon tea, that sweet yet spicy taste.

While Jungkook may not be as close as Jimin and Taehyung are, he’s quick to make a trio with them. Quickly befriending Taehyung, after Taehyung was announced to be the Prince of The Sour Kingdom.

Jimin treats Jungkook like a brother. Much like with Taehyung, but Jungkook is different. Jimin has a younger brother you see. One who does not have pastel pink hair, but a pastel orange. Jungkook may not have pastel orange hair, but he just reminds Jimin so much of his little brother. It’s hard to not baby him.

Which Jungkook doesn’t seem to mind. (Being babied will become one of his favorite things.)

Anyways! If they were trouble before, then once Taehyung is in, buckle up.

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As soon as I read “A man in love” I was a goner.

The way Levi prioritizes Mikasa before his pain, the way he was determined to find her before he rested. “Someone had finally come along, who could be his counterpart in battle, could understand him through silent stares and actions that said a thousand more things beyond spoken words.” The way he met his counterpart, saw his match in her, “She stirred a fire in the ice of his heart, melting him slowly but surely. She was his one stable force, his constant in a world filled with chaos.” and opened his heart only for her to leave him.

“This isn’t goodbye, brat…” A less man would feel hurt by her leaving. But Levi is determined to see her again. And that’s what Mikasa needs, she needs someone just as stubborn as her. Levi is really the only man who could break down Mikasa’s walls, and be patient enough to do so. And Mikasa is willing to open up to him. It’s proven in canon.

I loved this whole set up. It’s realizing amazing Levi’s always surrounded by an energetic friend and a calm one. But Mikasa is the sweet in between that suits him perfectly. And also brings out those sides of him. “And it’s infectious. He feels alive with a fierce passion, whether they’re fighting alongside each other or holding their own ground in an argument, he’s seeking out her soul with wild abandon.” They compliment and balance each other so well.

“Yeah, you could say that she means a lot to me.. more than I’d like to admit…” I love his ability to be honest with his feelings.

Oh gosh the build up of all these moments for this beautiful scene. “I feel broken,” To finally have a vulnerable Mikasa expressing her feelings to Levi, MY HEART IS BREAKING 😭😭😭 THE HURT AND COMFORT. “I told you before, didn’t I? I’m with you.” THE CALLBACK TO THE FIRST WORDS HE SAID TO HER, BUT NOW WITH SO MUCH MORE MEANING AND WEIGHT. THAT SHIT GETS ME. 😭😭😭😭 IM GONNA CRY. “You’re all that matters.�� HE NEEDS TO STOP BEING PERFECT. THIS PART IS EVERYTHING!!!

“I want to stay with you. To be with you.” Oh im weak…. These soft kisses and the slow build up. AND THEN THEY KISS. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL BUILD UP !!! This gotta be ackertelepathy 👀👀👀 the way Mikasa was pouring her heart out, that can’t be a figment.

“There is a strong bond between the two of you, a silent understanding beyond words. She has something truly special with you. For this very reason, I believe you’re the one person who can sincerely help her through this.” Armin is the captain of this ship woot woot. He knew even before they first met.

Awwww🥺 im so sad it ended before their irl meeting. I kind of wanna believe that dream was them having telepathy or something lmao. This whole story really shows why Levi and Mikasa are such a beautiful pairing.

AS I WAS READING THIS I REALIZED WHAT AN AMAZINGLY TALENTED WRITER YOU ARE. OH MY GOSH THANK YOU SO MUCH. YOU HEALED MY HEART ALREADY BUT NOW YOUVE WRAPPED IT IN COMFORT!

That day… Why did you leave me?

After assisting in dealing the final blow and with the support of Falco’s wings, Levi managed to drag himself to a resting spot against fallen rocks and debri. It was over. Eren’s titan was defeated, everyone reverted back to humans, but god, he felt like shit… His eyes threatened to fall close from over exertion and the constant nagging pain, and then it hits him.

Mikasa.

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