#scrounch

[chronologically-challenged]

See a post not about Loop and don't make it about Loop challenge <- FAILED

[pigeonneaux]

I'm gonna sound insane

I want to do this to ted lasso

[seungkwanniee]

pairing : idol!seventeen x fem!reader

genre : little angst , fluff

warnings : smoking, pet names, mentions of food (jun, wonwoo, mingyu and vernon) some cursing (woozi, seungkwan and vernon) reader being slightly younger (dino)

synopsis : dicovering that you smoke after few months of relationship

an : i'm sorry if some members are shorter than the others 😭 + omg i published it by mistake yesterday half written lol

〔 masterlist 〕

S.COUPS 』

boi was mad

"what you're doing?!"

he, almost aggresively, take the cigg that was laying between your lips and step on it

"babe, why?" he cup your cheeks, caressing your cheekbones with his tumbs

anger slowly leaving his body, making space for concern

bet that he pouts everytime he catches you smoking again even tought you said you would quit

JEONGHAN 』

he found out when he was teasing you

his hands were on your hips, tickling you

when from the pocket of your red leather jacket a packet of cigg falls out

"oh?"

he was mad confused

looks back and forth from your face and the pack of cigg laying on the floor

he picks them from the floor for you

he wasn't really mad, he was more like surprised

"you shouldn't, but you are a grown woman and you can to whatever you want"

JOSHUA 』

his eyes widen, yk like when he is angry lol

"honey..."

he slowly walks trowards you, where you were smoking

"don't get ang-" you can't even finish your sentence that he blocks you

"i'm not, I just want to know why you do that? it helps you?"

he is so gentle with you frfr

he listens to your reasons carefully, trying to understand you

"I don't like the fact that you smoke, I prefer that you don't do around me. I hate the fact that I just watch my girlfriend destroying herself"

JUN 』

you two were hanging at yours

a pack of cigg was laying on the table in front of the couch

you realize it only when Jun puts down his coup of tea right next to them

but he don't even notice it, little cat was too investend on the film

you manage to hide them in your pocket getting unnoticed, maybe

excuse him, he is like a kid

"what was that" he frown

"ooh, nothing. It's okay lets watch the film" you pat his head, letting him lean on your chest

HOSHI 』

do the most shocked face when he see the cigg between your fingers

he is too stunned to speak, that he stays silent for atleast five minutes

"ya~ what you're doing?!" he finally speaks

boy is frustrated, that he even (cutely) pouts his lips

he approachs you, scrounching his nose at the bad small coming from you

wrap your waist with his big arms

looks at you from below while you still inhale and blow out the smoke

"you look hot tho"

in love

WONWOO 』

when it happened it was at his house

he was walking trowards the kitchen to take some snaks for you both as you were complaining about bengin hungry

a pink and silver lighter laying on the floor caught his eyes, it was too bright to get unnoticed

he takes it from the floor and scans the few glitter that decorated it

ofc it was yours, only you and him put feet on his house recently and he was sure he didn't own a glittery pink lighter

he smirks, thinking how cute it was. He can see you putting effort on your little treasure

"love?" he calls you out, walking again to the living room, where you were impatiently waiting

"don't tell me you didn't got any sna- oh"

you cut your owns words when the familiar pink lighter is in his hands

you search furiously in your pockets and after getting that, yeah it was yours, you look at him with a guilty look

"it's a bad habit, but I know you won't stop just because I told you so"

actually he was so chilly about the situation, he ofc worries for you but it's your choice

WOOZI 』

one day you recive a call from him

without even an "hi" or "goodmorning" he speaks

"since when you smoke?"

his voice was terrifyingly calm

"wait, what?" you were surprised "you heard me, you forgot your lighter on the studio"

"shit, so this is where it went" you was searching it for DAYS

"yeah, this is where it went. Why you didn't told me before about that?"

Woozi voice was terrifyingly cold, that sent you shivers down your spine

"I was scared" "I see"

"you should stop now, I will don't just let my girlfriend destroy herself"

and when he says a thing, he means it.

DOKYEOM 』

"lovie?"

you hear the soft voice behind you

your cigg stands in mid-air when you turn around and his lips are cutely pouted

lost of words, he just looks at you and mumble incoerent words

deeply looks down at the cigg

"why you didn't told me before?"

he was more upset that you didn't told him than you actually smoking

he'd be pouting right in your face the whole week, until you promise him that you will quit

MINGYU 』

caught the pack of ciggs on your kitchen table when he was about to cook dinner for you

he didn't warned you that he was going at yours, you weren't even at home

he just entered, as he owns a copy of your keys

when you enter in your house and a good smell was wandering around the house, you know he must have seen them already

"darling, can I know what these are?"

the pack was looking so tiny in his big ass hands

but you can't take him seriously when his pink apron is leaced around his waist

"take me seriously for one time"

upset until you don't hug or kiss him

his members making fun of him are enough

MINGHAO 』

minghao catches you almost istantly, but doesn't let you know

when he sees you smoking on the balcony he acts really unbothered

meanwhile you were panicking trying to cancel all the evidence, uselessly

"I already know that you smoke, dove"

he sigh, he was waiting for you to tell him whenever you were ready

"that doesn't mean i like your bad habit. You can do meditation with me, I promise it will help you"

actually, you weren't into these things, but you do it just for him

SEUNGKWAN 』

he is the king of overreacting for one reason

I can't even explain his face, it's like you be betrayed him

takes the already half cigg from your lips a throw it

"girl, you can't be serious"

and when you try to defend yourself, he will roast you asf

"fuck, thats why your breath always smelled like shit"

he was too caught up in the moment, mean as hell

he will apologize after, clinging on you and act all cutely pretending that he never said anything

but he will make sure that you will drop your bad habit

VERNON 』

completely the opposite, he was so layed back

he casually sees the lighter that you poorly hidden

"the lighter is cute"

he says all of the sudde continuing eating his meal

unbothered king forreal

"you aren't mad at me?" you ask because like, he really doesn't give a fuck

"no? I smoke too"

a man full of surprises

smoking dates are now a must

DINO 』

pulls his cute confused face (I live for his confused face 😔)

"what?" he looks around confused, it must be a candid camera right?

tries to give you a lecture. If he can't with his 12 hyung, he will do it with you

"my wife, you are still so young for doing this" he cries out

"dude, i'm 23..."

"you are too young to call me wife"

[tigers1o1]

Yall really liked part one

PART TWO OF WHAT YOUR FAVORITE JRWI RIPTIDE SHIP SAYS ABOUT YOUUUU

(except this time I’m not putting pictures so i can do a longer post)

PC/NPC

Pistolwhip (jay/lizzie) - if you’re all the way caught up, you are HERE for the angst. That toxic, fucked up yuri. If you havent watched 101 yet, you think they girlboss. And honestly, you girlboss too.

Sharpshooter (jay/kira) - childhood friends to lovers FUCKS you up. You probably didnt have many close connections as a kid and yearn for the kind of love that can only come from knowing someone for years. You also really like the “lovers on opposite” sides trope, but maybe not quite to the “hero/villain” trope or enemies to lovers. Just tragic romeo and juliet types.

Clockwork rivals/ women in STEM (jay/ensa) - you’re probably a STEM major too to be honest. You’re hella chill, and i know that for a fact. You are also in love with ensa. You’re also probably a cat person.

Jay’s Harem - Jay is your favorite, you’re pissed that so many people over look her and you hate your dad. You’re probably a lesbian/sapphic. You think she deserves everything. You’re probably in either a very stable relationship, or chronically alone.

Swordfish (gillion/caspain) - i feel like you’re probably a fairly lonely person who seeks comfort in those with similar backgrounds/identities to yours. You just think theyre neat :3

Scarlet Captains (chip/jasmine drake) - BOY KISSER 🫵. No but in all seriousness you LOVE the flirting, the tension. You’d probably turn into a blubbering mess if someone flirted with you the was Jazz flirts with Chip. You’re down bad for Jazz, dont lie.

Chiptune (chip/queen) - queen is your favorite character, and you’re just a littol guy. You want to be wrapped in a fuzzy blanket always and have a sweet tooth like none other. You love fluff, and are probably obsessed with the character cinnamoroll

Fnfnc (gillion/caspian/chip) - you’ve been here for a while, havent you? I feel like this one was more popular in the earlierish days, so if this is still your favorite you’ve got some DEDICATION. You are loyal to a fault and you are not afraid to fight someone if they hurt one of your besties.

Sea sharp (gill/chip/queen) - you just like them being silly together :> you also probably want to be at the middle of a cuddle pile. You think highly of your friends and you’re probably on the quieter side.

Greater mana polycule (whatever that means to you is correct) - you’re autistic and when you were a kid, you had more stuffed animals than room on your bed because you felt bad leaving anyone out

NPC/NPC

Waning crescent/ frigatebird (lizzie/ ava) - oh so you like to cry. You like tragic yuri. You liked doomed timelines. You like MCD, you freak /pos. You fuck heavily with the “hero/villain” trope but ONLY when its messy and complicated and there are no heroes and villains and they love each other but they can never have each other and- yeah thats all i need to say. You know who you are. Also props to you is you shipped it before 101. There were like 4 of us, i fear

Rosewater (lizzie/caspian) - you are LOYAL. You know who your friends are and you will defend them until you DIE. Youre also a CHRONIC overthinker. You’re probably in a strange found family relationship with most of your friends and I’m willing to bet you’re ace. You love undying loyalty in relationships, and unconditional love through extremely tough times. You probably elect to ignore the “Caspian is a traitor theory”, and if you dont, you love it for the fucked up angst potential.

Cattlepunk (drey/ ichabod) - you are ride or fucking die for this ship. You scrounch up anything there is for this ship and if you’ve consumed it all, you make it yourself. You have a thing for cowboys and pray to grizzly every day that he beings jonah scott back.

Drearl (drey/earl) - oh you’re fucking OOOOLD. You’ve been in those fandoms since the days before they deleted fated. Also. If THIS is your favorite ship? What the fuck. But its almost definitely ironic, and for that? You are iconic.

Star crossed survivors (star/ zamia) - you’re adorable, probably a lesbian, and really like happy endings despite tragedy. You want to live in the woods with 4 cats, 2 horses and your soulmate. Your favorite barbie movie is/was Barbie and the Diamond Castle

Let me know if I missed yours!!

[randomwriteronline]

"Nuparu, I need your technical prowess."

"Hm-hm?"

"I need a bra."

Nuparu turned off his blowtorch, removed his goggles, turned away from his current vehicle prototype, and looked Hewkii directly in the eyes.

Which, due to the fact that he was sitting on the ground while the other Toa was standing, and due to said being's fairly enormous chest being directly in the way of his gaze, was a way harder task than it should have been.

"Eh?" was all that managed to leave his mouth.

"I need a bra," his brother repeated.

Nuparu stared harder.

"You want armor?" he asked.

"No, I need a bra," Hewkii corrected.

"Wouldn't armor be more useful?"

"You know it messes with my breathing and it's too heavy. And these are great for intimidation and distraction."

"What do you want me to do, then?"

"A bra."

"Seriously?"

"Brother."

"I honestly cannot tell."

"I am dead serious." the other assured him, and his face did look every single bit of both the 'dead' and the 'serious'. "I can't run like this. They bounce so hard if I so much as break into a light jog that I have a very real fear they'll rip themselves off one day."

Nuparu hummed. That was a very nasty mental image, so he stopped thinking about it.

"And you don't want armor."

"No."

"Not even a little bit?"

"No."

"Hewkii, this is beyond my expertise."

His Stone brother crouched down next to him, hands joined in prayer. His eyes held a genuine plea for help.

"Please, please, please," he whined: "You're the only one who can help me. I've tried getting some Agori-made ones and none of them fit - they were too small, it was like getting compressed to death by water pressure. I literally can't go to anybody else. I'm begging you. I'll do anything you want, just please please please, for the sake of my health and breasts, I need a bra."

His Earth brethren inhaled through gritted teeth, chin in his hand. He reached out to grab a piece of paper and some chalk, balancing the whole thing on his spindly thigh to scribble something, face scrounched up in something between concentration, resignation and a third secret thing.

After roughly a minute, he turned to offer Hewkii his rough draft of some kind of chest harness: "This good?"

Considering the Toa's enormous grin and the incredibly tight hug he squeezed him into, yes, that was good.

[tarka-illustration]

C'est bientôt Noël! On se met dans l'ambiance avec cette première illustration ! ❄️🌨️ Trop hâte de voir de la neige, de partir en balade et d'entendre le "scrounch scrounch" sous mes pieds ! ☺️

[foxymoxynoona]

I feel like this line from Jimin kind of summarizes the problem and solution all in one, “I think it’s always fucked to do something you know is hurting someone you love, especially when you have a choice not to do that thing.”

And sweet Jesus, please don’t let it be that Naoko gives him that hideous eyeball tattoo! Like Sasha needs that spooky red evil eye staring her down for the rest of her life. (Or at least until he gets the new one that cover that dumb eye) Or maybe we just skip right to the part and he goes to POLYC instead of Naoko.

I loved that line from Jimin, I hoped it wasn't too much. I love how Jimin has really biting accurate lines sometimes --he's said in interviews before how he will sometimes be too blunt but he's learned to be a little gentler about it as he's grown older. I like to make him the voice of reason sometimes and he's pretty observant. Taehyung is also pretty blunt in the stories but doesn't always catch on quite as quick to what's emotionally up.

The eyeballlllll. When I first wrote the bits about his tattoos, it was like On era and we didn't really know what anything was yet. Remember we were scrounching for details in like microwave reflections??? So I was vague and thought "hopefully someday we'll know more and I can come back and fill this in." I want to thank Jungkook personally for giving us the full sleeve finally and rightbefore we got to this part of the story. He also did some things that were basically already in the story and he made them true 😂 but I can't say what yet or it's a spoiler. We can talk more once we're further along 😉

[zehub]

Des chercheurs découvrent un champignon qui dévore le continent de plastique de l'océan Pacifique

«Scrounch, scrounch. Scrounch.»

[chwrios]

I have so many compressed thoughts on my head: it's like they're all rumaging through my brain, wanting to be expressed. The only way I can let them out is by expanding them through pages and pages of paper and ink, just like a scrounched piece of paper is put back to place.

[atsumimag]

Ma version de scrounch forever, avec mes friandises préfère, idée d'origine @badass.blue . #scrounch #friandises #atsumimag https://www.instagram.com/p/CBvebtKDKEo/?igshid=1rf5p6yi9wooa

[midsommur]

I HATE WHEN WORDS I THOUGHT WERE WORDS ARENT WORDS IM SO MAD RN

[davvoid]

MSpain Advent Calendar - Day 1

The day 1 present full of spiders! Definetly not based on Checkov's basement in Shadows over Loathing, and this is definetly not a Checkov's gun for more references to it.

The moth was made a bit too big (and wingless) before the adventure so it got scrounched up due to time constraints

[kittyspring-creates]

Stranger things au cause why not, modern day au

*steve working at like the dmv with nancy, nancy is good at her job but steve well hes good till you ask him an unscripted question then his brain factory resets, nancy jokes about it all the time but really shes worried hes never gonna get it.

*nancy is in college and trying to be come a reporter for the news paper or actual news station. She runs a blog showcasing her personal reports and standings on social issues

*Robin joined theater at the collage, wanting to persue a career in stage preforming but she mostly gets stuck with sewing the costumes. Shes thinking of leaving

*she and steve live together in a basment apartment with their cat, the group calls it the queer dome or the lonely hearts club as they are the only two that really struggle with the dating world and are both queer coded. Also its calles the queer house cause will likes to hang out there when he needs to get away from his sister and brother

*will wants to get into a digital art program once graduates. He already has his school picked out hes just waiting

*beacuase of wills insperation el wants to learn how to write and be a screen writer or a novalist. Max on the other hand stillwants to be like tony hawk, the two joke about it all the time but max knows itll never happen, el still believes though.

*dustin and the dnd four all share a tiktok, its how him and suzie see whats going on in the others life. Through tik tok they found a dnd group to join on discord

*it grew strong for a bit but after awhile half the people left and they scrounched around to find others to play. Regrudingly adding erica who ended up spilling all of lucas and dustins secrets. It was not a great time for those two and now will teasea them relentlessly.

*mike has his own corner in the server for his el spill and the teens relationship problems as eddie didnt want the drama flooding the regulare chat

*one day while hanging out at the lonely hearta club dustin was showing his favorite tiktok videos to steve while the man made dinner for everyone visiting, something he did alot cause none of the kids liked being home expecially dustin with his overcaring mom

*one of the videos he showed was of eddies cursed song mash ups of coirse steve fallows him after that and develops a tik tok crush

[campterodactyl]

Nose crunch  scrounch!!!

I did not finish because hands happened

[randomwriteronline]

The trees were very small. Which was weird, because they were pine trees, and last time Eska checked he could not tower on pine trees by just standing. The treetops were a few inches beneath his chin, and  he had no clue where he was.

A small voice reached his ears: “Hey, you up there!”

His back scrounched as he bent between the pine needles to greet whoever had called him.

A little man dressed in green, with a large wide hat, a big backpack, a strangely shaped nose and a relaxed look in his eyes looked up at him: “Say, is it dawn yet?” he asked nicely.

Holy shit, Eska thought. That’s Snufkin from the Moomins.

“Hm.” he nodded.

“I should probably hurry up then,” Snufkin from the Moomins said, “My good friend Moomin is waiting for me. He misses me a lot during the winter, you know.”

“I know.” Eska replied.

“Oh? Have you already been to Moominvalley then?”

“No. Tiny brother told me.”

“How nice of him. My sister Little My is probably already at Moominhouse by now - she quite likes to stay over.”

“I know.”

“Well then! I better be off, Moominvalley is a long way from here. It was nice meeting a giant for the first time. Have a good day!”

As he started leaving Eska hummed a whine to keep the little creature around for a moment more, and Snufkin turned towards him again.

The factotum fiddled with his overalls a moment: "Can I come too?" he finally asked, gravely voice rumbling through the trees.

"I can't see why not." Snufkin replied. "But you'll have to walk slowly, as my legs are much shorter than yours."

"Have an idea," Eska offered.

He grabbed the little man carefully, with both hands, and raised him into the air so that he could sit on the skeletal shoulder. The Snufkin wiggled his arms about for a moment before regaining his balance, and held tight onto the worn fabric and brown hair so that he would not fall.

"This is a good idea indeed," the little one concluded as he watched the horizon from above the treetops. "With your long steps we'll arrive in no time. There, I can almost see the river to Moominhouse already!"

Following the direction the little finger was pointing towards and taking care not to accidentally destroy any pine tree on his way, Eska began walking.

It wasn’t long before the blue building appeared on the newly green backdrop of seemingly endless pastures, and from the distance it looked just like a well-crafted wooden toy he himself might have sculpted. It  brought him a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had been coming over for years, always at this time. It was nothing like recognizing something from the cartoon or a commercial: it was like walking back home, or slinking through the vents, or curling on the couch; it was like thinking ‘this is the place: this is where I am and where I like to be, and I am right where I should be when I come back here’.

The Moomins did have that effect on people.

On Tove Jansson’s characters more often.

Was he a Tove Jansson’s character? Probably not (because he didn’t have paws or tails or lovely weird Finnish names), but he wouldn’t have minded if he was. He liked them a lot. It would have been fun to live in Moominvalley. He just had to hope Mymble Jr didn’t fall in love with him, or that would have been a sad deal for her, poor thing. Otherwise it would have been fun.

“Do you mind music?” Snufkin asked, fetching his harmonica.

The answer was a grunt that sounded like ‘no’.

“Good! I would have played regardless, since the weather is good for a song this morning. Maybe Moomin will hear it as well and come to meet us.”

Moomintroll running out to see a just returned Snufkin would have had to brace himself, Eska thought while the Mumrik played a ditty and the distance between them and their destination shortened and shortened, because he highly doubted the little white thing would have expected to see a lanky skeleton bear about the size of his house. Would he have freaked out? Usually people freaked out even when he wasn’t the size of a two story house. Hopefully he wouldn’t. He would have liked to touch a Moomin. They seemed really soft. Maybe if Moomin didn’t freak out he would have held him in his hand.

The harmonica sang near his ear, and he hummed softly in tune, shaking the earth beneath him.

By the time they stopped at the bridge that led to the blue house a little round snout had already appeared from the tallest window, disappeared from it, and darted as fast as it could on its little white legs to greet them.

So Moomintroll didn’t freak out. Or if he did he was very good at hiding it.

“Snufkin!” he called very loudly. Snufkin waved at him and began climbing down on his own; eager not to see the little anarchist splat on the ground by accident Eska got a hold of him and crouched horrendously into a vaguely box-shaped squat, making the green clad lad land safely on the fresh grass.

The troll hugged his friend dearly, overjoyed: “I’m so glad to see you!”

“I’m glad to see you too,” the other replied, calmer yet just as giddy.

Moomin’s attention turned to the placid gigantic corpse still sitting by them and basking in their friendship: “Is this a friend you met on your travels?” he asked, a little intimidated.

“You could say that, I guess,” Snufkin replied: “He was in the forest around the valley, just standing between the trees, and he asked if he could come to Moominhouse with me. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not really, but I wonder what Mamma and Pappa will think.”

“Oh, there’s nothing to worry about. He doesn’t look like he’s one to cause trouble - and he’s rather quiet anyways. I even forgot to ask for his name.”

“Eska.” the factotum rumbled helpfully, making the ground under himself shake from the vibrations of his voice.

Moomintroll offered him a careful paw: “I’m Moomin,” he said. “And this is Snufkin - if he didn’t tell you before.”

Eska shook it with his finger: its palm was the softest of things. ”I know.”

“Would you like some breakfast? Mamma makes pancakes at this hour. They might be a little small for you, though.”

“ ‘s fine.”

Eska laid across the river like a gargantuan lizard and pulled his legs back inside his ribcage once he was no longer suspended over running water; Snufkin and Moomin just used the bridge, because they were of a reasonable size and not as long as an Aztec feathered serpent god.

“What is that?” a tiny voice that seemed like it should have come out of a rachitic old lady asked.

“Hello Little My,” Snufkin greeted back. “That is an Eska.”

The little bastard that was his half-sister ran on her little legs all the way to the factotum’s hand and looked at him up and down, as if evaluating him. If he had grabbed her she might have disappeared in the folds of his palm, but also she would have bit him bloody, so he just let her do  her thing.

“You don’t look like much!” Little My grinned at him, ignoring the human skull-shaped mask on his face.

“You look like Tiny Brother,” Eska replied, ignoring how Thaische looked nothing like the young Mymble.

“I’ll go ask Mamma if she can make some langer pancakes for you,” Moomin distracted him briefly, thus allowing Little My to start climbing all over him. “Please don’t mind Little My. She’s a menace.”

“I know.”

“And don’t try to crush her,” Snufkin added as he followed the troll inside: “It’s very much useless.”

“I know.”

By the time the two came back outside with their plates and Moomin’s curious parents in tow, Little My had tried to poke his eyes out twice, scavenged all of his pockets, slipped into his bib thrice, and almost gotten lost within his hair.

When he had fished her out of it she had asked: “Why do you have so much, anyways?”

“Keeps warm,” he had answered, and she had immediately tried to drown in it again like a little mischievous weasel.

Moominpappa looked at him with a hand under his snout: “What a curious thing you are,” he said pensively, “I’ve never seen such a creature before.”

That was a common thought for people to have when looking at Eska.

Moominmamma handed him a carrier tray full of very small flat circles:  “I’m afraid none of my pans were big enough to make larger ones,” she apologized nicely, “I hope you will still enjoy them.”

He would have picked up the whole tray and slammed the whole thing in his mouth in one go, inedible parts included, but the object was probably the only one the Moomins had. So he picked the minuscule pancakes one by one and nibbled onto each individual one.

They were so good.

“They’re not very filling, I’m afraid,” Moominmamma continued, blissfully dragging around a trembling Sniff trying to hide behind her with his long ears held so far back that they seemed to join on his nape.

Eska gave a long purr that gently shook the entirety of Moominhouse: “ ‘s fine,” he rumbled delighted while his hands began kneading dough on his knees.

His knees seemed much softer... Their texture like that of a duvet.

The air was warm, warmer than spring.

A not necessarily large paw slapped his face.

Ah, he thought with a sigh as he dived into the clicking mass of grey and white fur that was Søppel while she pestered him to be fed.

He felt around for the coffe table where his mask was sitting to slip it on his face, stretched his horrendously long limbs out of his big warm blanket, and slowly emerged with a loud murp. While the opossum wrapped around his neck, an unspecified amount of lizards climbed all over his skeletal frame and into his hair (it was getting so much longer already, he would have needed to trim them again) and little Burkāns snuggled against his side really hard so that he would pick her up. Luna Gealach yelled a goodmorning at him before perching on his head and alerting the whole house by screaming some more.

Perhaps it was the hooded crow’s wails that was stunning him stupid, perhaps the fact that he was already holding a bandicoot in one arm; either way, as soon as Thaische appeared before him to go have breakfast, he swooped them up in a one-armed hug, rumbling for LG to quiet it down (which she did afterwards) and stumbling towards the kitchen like a very strange chimera.

Thaische did not object to the treatment.

“Dr’m’d ‘bout Moom’ns,” he mumbled to his little sibling, who hummed in reply. “W’s big ‘s Moom’nho’s’. ‘n’ Sn’fkin tal’ed t’ me, ‘n’ I tho’t, holy sh’t, ‘s Sn’fkin from th’ Moom’ns. ‘n’ ate... P’ncak’s.”

“Make those.” Thaische said.

“Hm-hm.”

Eska settled down the whole zoo at the table (only exception being Søppel, who permanently resided around his neck at any and all times), leaned his head forward until it was sustained by the wall, and got to making pancakes.

He was about a dozen in when Kim appeared with his hair undone, which meant practically blinded by his own curls.

“You didn’t have to...” his father mumbled.

“Dream’d ab’t Moomins,” Eska replied without stopping. “Snufkin took me to eat p’ncak’s at Moominho’se. There w’re Moomin an’ Little My too.”

“Did she look like me?” Thaische asked.

“She did.”

Kim yawned out a sigh, dark hand covering his mouth because politeness is one hell of a habit to break: “Sounds like a good dream...”

Big corpse pale arms wrapped around his middle, and his wife’s forehead rammed itself right into his ribs as she wasn’t nearly tall enough to reach his scapula. He held  her back as lovingly as their half-asleep state allowed him while she grumbled some kind of affectionate greeting to her adopted sons.

“Met the Moomins tonight,” her oldest repeated while mindlessly keeping on making hordes of breakfast disks.

Niamh’s face peeked from behind her husband: “I think they were the lizards crawling in yer duvet,” she asserted sleepily.

“Met in dream,” Eska rectified. “Snufkin took me to eat pancakes. Am making them now.”

“Ah... I’m glad ye had fun,” his mother opened her eyes fully and looked at the stack of soft round sweets he was readying. She counted thirty-six of them as the vaguely humanoid creature finally came to a stop.

Ah, fuck it.

Saturday breakfast can be insane.

As a treat.

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[ID: Screenshot edits from Saint Seiya promotionnal art where the character have brown skin instead of pale skin. In the middle, Aries Mu is scrounching and has a light orb in his open hands along with beads. He looks in front of him with a determined look. Scorpio Milo at the left and Leo Aiolia at the right have mirror positions and are back to back. Their heads are turned towards us and are in a fighting position. The second image is the original art. END ID]

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