#there's someone else hiding in plain sight 👀

[otterlyjinyeon]

Coffeehouse Chill (10/2024)

Come for the coffee, stay for the wholesome conversations and relaxing tunes ✨

This has been a lovely collaboration with the talented Ely Robins, who made a collection of jazzy takes on Nintendo tracks from a wide collection of games! Grab yourself a beverage of your liking, get comfortable and take a listen to his musings with art by yours truly! Please enjoy our creation 😊

Check out the compilation here and his other projects on Soundcloud and his personal website!

[dc418writes]

|Hiding in Plain Sight|

✨Pairing: CEO!Curtis Everettxblack!reader

🪄Summary: Curtis has had enough

🚨: 18+ NO MINORS!, soft!dark Curtis maybe???, cheating (do not condone in real life, however for this plot…👀), mention of past adult happy fun times (everyone please be safe!), fingering (female receiving), verbal abuse, language

🎤: this is my submission for Siri’s Birthday Bonenanza! Happy belated birthday @stargazingfangirl18 !! I hope you had an amazing bday with lots of cake, presents, love, and any and everything else you desire💐🎂!!

Prompts:

Scenario: Babe is doing this for your own good

Dialogue: “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?”

Kink Prompt: possessive!babe, squirting

Trope Prompt: scary,dangerous babe who is only soft with you (Curtis isn’t really dangerous tho, but you’ll see)

*DISCLAIMER!: I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF PICTURES USED as they were found via Pinterest*

At the sudden ‘click’ of the door closing, you’re startled; quickly turning towards the sound to find one of the reasons you felt the need for space from the festivities downstairs. Dressed in all black - from the button up spanning his firm chest to his impeccable slacks and polished designer shoes - it’s as if he walked straight out of GQ how dashing and handsome he looked.

Then again, when did he not?

“Didn’t mean to scare you.” His deep voice never fails to send tingles shooting down your spine. Have you embarrassingly willing to move at his command if he gave it.

“It’s okay. I-I should probably get back anyway.”

“To get ignored by your husband some more?,” he asks just as you pass him. His words make you pause with your shoulders just mere inches apart.

“Curtis..”

“He’s so busy smiling in everybody’s face and trying to be buddy-buddy with my associates, he hasn’t even noticed his own wife is gone. Then again…maybe he doesn’t want to.”

You didn’t want to come tonight. Tired from work and not in the mood to fake laugh at middle aged men who thought they were funny, you practically begged your husband to leave you home.

“You’re so fucking selfish you know that? This is my chance to make necessary connections to very important people.”

“Then you go Wes! Me being there won’t change that.”

He only kissed his teeth, tossing one of your purses at you and not caring of the scattered contents he left. “Be ready by 6 or I’ll get you ready myself.”

It was foolish to hope things would be different this time. You should know Wes would never arrive at anything having to do with business without his self proclaimed ‘good luck charm’. His trophy wife he used to sell this illusion that he was the man that had it all, so rejecting him would only hurt you.

And that’s not to say your husband didn’t deserve success - he was brilliant in his own right. It’s why Curtis himself decided to invest in Wes’ company and was his highest investor to date. But he saw past the illusion, and quickly saw the man he really was.

Which is how your complicated pairing began.

As he steps closer you hate how your body responds: eagerly ready to cave at the closest feeling of home. The bourbon - his favorite - practically being tasted in your own mouth as the smell wafts from his pink lips so close to yours. It mixes well with the spice from his cologne only making your head begin to swim and want to suffocate yourself in his neck.

His thick finger reaches out to trace the delicate gold chain on the necklace perfectly sat just below your collarbones. The small diamonds not equally spaced apart, but set in such a way it reminded you of twinkling stars in the night sky. It’s simple, but fitting for you. You were never the type for lavish jewelry that could blind someone a mile away, and from your short time together Curtis knew that.

“Knew it’d look beautiful on you,” he whispers letting the pad of his finger carry further until he was skimming your collarbone and causing you to shudder.

“I’m still married,” you practically have to force from your soul trying to stop your body from pressing against his. Stop your brain from turning to mush so he could have his way with you. Again.

His jaw ticks. “Why, I don’t know.”

“Curtis please, okay? Besides, you’re supposed to be celebrating.” He gently nods letting the rest of the brown liquor drain down his throat - your eyes shamefully following the bob of his Adams apple and missing how it felt under your lips.

“Fine,” he breathes closing the remaining space so you have no choice but to clutch his shoulders to stop from losing your footing in your heels. Not that he’d let you fall from his muscular arm around your waist. His mouth lowering impossibly closer that depending on what either of you said, your lips would brush. “Celebrate with me.”

“I-I don’t think your date would like that.” Were you angry when you saw the onyx haired beauty on his arm? Far from it. Did you guiltily wish her butt length, model-esque hair would catch fire when she passed one of the candles on the various tables so she’d have to leave? Maybe.

“Here I was thinking I was the jealous one.” And there was that smirk that briefly showed the hidden mischief in this man carved by God himself. “Yes, she’s my plus one, but would be more interested in you than me. Not that I blame her.”

“I still can’t,” you whisper letting your nose tap against his. Slowly but surely you feel yourself becoming drunk off his presence and that will to stand strong diminishing.

“Can’t or shouldn’t?”

At that you’re stuck. Now solely focused on his lips and so badly wanting - needing - to taste them again. Curtis grins realizing this himself. “My eyes are up here sweetheart.”

“Wha?” You should feel embarrassed, but as the air from his nostrils fan your face it only seems to make you needier. And when he brings his hand up to caress your cheek, there’s nothing that can stop you from leaning into his touch. Even between your legs you feel that pulse begin to grow in urgency.

“Look me in the eyes,” Curtis begins slowly, “and tell me you don’t want me. That you’re done. You’ll never hear from me again.”

You try, genuinely try to maintain eye contact but his stormy blues dilated with lust and longing only overwhelms you. Overwhelms you in that you should be good and say you don’t, leave, and act as if none of this has happened but you don’t want to. Curtis has easily become a part of you that you can’t let go and truthfully refuse to do so.

In a blink, your lips are frantically crushing against each others. His tongue smoothly, yet still eager, to reclaim your mouth after being away for so long. Your mind quickly enters that haze you only seemed to experience with him, unable to realize your body is being guided somewhere until you’re perched on the edge of a wooden desk. Your hands gripping the back of his neck while his push your pastel blue mini dress up past your hips leaving your lower half exposed to the cool air of the room.

Finally needing to breathe, his lips descend to your jaw then your neck causing you to whine his name wanting more of his mouth on yours. A quiet “shh” is the only warning you get before his hands are spreading your thighs to find a steady growing wet spot on your panties. His fingertips immediately reach to tease along your waiting slit watching as you squirm and moan.

“My needy girl. Probably been forever since he’s touched you like this huh? Made you feel good..”

The back of your head softly thuds against the wall as you lean back on your elbows. Letting yourself get lost in his touches and how his thumb circles your little button through your thoroughly soaked underwear.

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this? Know how much I’ve missed you and those little noises you make when you take anything I give you,” he huskily states nipping your earlobe. “My fingers. My tongue. Fuck, and when you take my cock..?”

“Curtis,” you gasp nearly ready to guide his fingers inside you yourself to get that relief you now crave. As always, he knows what you need bringing your delicates swiftly down your legs to circle his middle finger around your dripping hole before plunging deep. The extended moan from your lips directly hitting his cock and making his pants feel tighter.

His ring finger soon joins as they steadily pump in and out. Not having been intimate with your own husband for a while now, you feel pathetic already being so close. Curtis can feel it too, as you clutch and squeeze.

“Should be ashamed of himself not taking care of you like you need. You deserve to be filled all day, every day. Filled to the point you can barely walk without feeling me drip down your legs. That what you want? To be filled with me?”

Your hips buck and grind on their own nearly riding his hand as your skin heats and sweat pricks your forehead. “Y-Yes! Yes Curtis please!,” you moan. His words hitting some deep seated, feral part you didn’t recognize but welcomed while palming your breast.

His mouth catches your scream when he adds a third finger. The room filling with your little “ah ah’s”, squelches, and the knock of the desk against the wall how you bucked to keep up with his fingers.

“Shit, might not ever leave the house. Just keep you by my side always wet and ready. Take you in every room and have you screaming for me.” He palms at the front of his slacks picturing your nude body bent over the counter. Or spread on the table for him and him only. “Or let you ride me and take what you want. Like that night after dinner.”

The way your toes curl and back arches he knows you’re seconds away now. Just needing that extra push to have you a twitching, trembling mess.

“Curtis I-I…please Curtis…Curtis!” Twisting his wrist just slightly to the right, he easily finds your spot as he firmly rubs his palm against you swollen nub making you gush down his hand and onto the hardwood below - a splash or two even finds the top of his shoe. It’s almost like a steady stream as it keeps flowing with every push of his fingers and Curtis can’t help but curse before finding your mouth again.

When you whimper and try to back away he knows it’s too much, slowly halting his movements before removing his hand. Automatically, you’re reaching out for him - needing some grounding force after what felt like your body floating to space - and he gladly lets you wrap your arms around his middle. Your face diving to his chest trying to hide your overwhelmed tears while he rubs your back with his clean hand.

“Did so good for me sweetheart. You feel alright?” You nod, turning your head just enough to catch him suck your release from his fingers; moaning from the taste. “Still so sweet,” he mumbles to himself and you swear you feel a small trickle of release escape your hole from that alone.

Your little bubble of ecstasy is quickly popped when the door opens reminding you of the party downstairs. Curtis shields you the best he can, but your dangling legs can easily be seen.

This makes it easy for Wes to recognize you. His face turning from amused shock at finding the always stone faced Curtis Everett with a woman to anger now realizing you were the moans and screams the men whispered about downstairs.

“The fuck are you doing up here?!,” he shouts making you scramble to get off the desk. Curtis still shields you with his back as you right your dress. Not only for your modesty, but to silently warn Wes he wouldn’t dare stand down.

“W-Wes I can explain-,”

“This was your plan the whole time huh? Use me to get to someone better..”

“No, I..I just-,”

“Just what? Accidentally ended up here with him?! Accidentally let him do whatever?” Now you were gathering a bit of a crowd, only increasing your anxiety.

“Wes please..”

“Please what?! Move on from you being a whore who opens her legs to any man she can get ahead with?!”

“Hey! Watch it,” Curtis warns stepping closer to a slightly drunk Wes.

“And after everything I did for you? Gave to you?!”

“You act like I asked for those things.”

He simply shakes his head before focusing on Curtis. “You know what, good luck with that one. Just a lazy sack that only wants to lie on her back. Can barely do that either always complaining-,”

Curtis didn’t let him finish quickly gripping Wes by the back of his neck making him kneel before you and everyone peeking through the open door. He tried to wiggle free and thrash, but Curtis just tightens his grip controlling Wes as if he was an animal handler trained to do this. Like he’d done it plenty of times before.

“You say you’re the one who gave her everything? Way I see it, you wouldn’t have had everything to give without her. Without your lovely wife, I would’ve already cancelled our partnership leaving you high and dry probably on fry duty at some fast food place. So I suggest you humble yourself pretty fucking quick.”

He seemed to get the message, remaining mostly still besides his back rising and falling from his unsteady breathing. “Matter of fact, I say you thank her.”

Wes is quiet, until Curtis jabs him in the ribs causing him to howl in pain.

“She’s waiting!”

“Th-Thank you! Thank you!,” he shouts sighing in relief when Curtis lets him go.

“Cmon,” he mumbles grabbing your hand to lead you past your husband. Past the vast crowd of people who dared not get in his way.

“W-Where are we going?,” you ask trying to keep up with his longer strides.

“Home.”

“But..but I-,”

Swiftly, he turns catching you against his chest with fingers gently gripping your chin so you’d be sure to hear him. “Home can be my place or yours and he gets put on the street, you choose. Either way from this point on, I’m not letting you stay away from me.” How could you argue with that? Especially now when he was using that commanding tone paired with that intense gaze making your core spasm. “Which one?”

“…Yours.”

He simply kisses your forehead leading you outside to retrieve his car from valet.

As for Wes, he was in for a rude awakening Monday morning when he’d be served an eviction notice saying his office space now belonged to Everett Co., minutes before he was served divorce papers already signed by you and your wedding ring.

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Not gonna lie, I’m a little iffy about the ending but still I hope everyone enjoys! Also check out the other stories from this challenge as well💕!

[a-multi-fandom-fanboy]

Yandere bon with a male reader 👀

Yes✨)

Yandere Bon x Male Reader Headcannons!

He believes that you are absolute perfection and anyone else should be purged. He doesn't want anyone to ruin his precious little (Y/N).

Bon had originally met you while you had been working at the K-9 storage unit. You were given the task of clearing out the back rooms and the first thing you had to move was Bon.

At first he couldn't quite figure out what that odd feeling was. Why did he feel so weird when you came close to him. He knew it wasn't bloodlust...it was oddly similar to the satisfaction and joy he got after successfully making someone beautiful.

It didn't take long for him to figure out what the feeling was and as soon as he did he began to plan how he would reveal his true self to you.

This plan ended up being quite gruesome and overall probably not the best considering he's trying to get on your good side-

While you were asleep he lured everyone else you had been working with away and slaughtered them. Once you had woken up and realized they were gone it was already to late.

You wondered around for a bit, calling out to them in hopes that this was just some dumb joke before you stopped in front of the room you had placed Bon in. Maybe in here?

Once you had walked in you were greeted by a rather bloody sight. All you could do was stare at their mangled corpses as fear quickly took hold of your mind.

Just as you were about to run and get help the door slammed behind you and a hand landed on your shoulder. Definitely not the greatest impression-

Ever since then you haven't been able to get rid of him. Bon follows you where ever you go, he doesn't want someone to taint his little angel now does he?

He is going to isolate you from everyone else. The world is disgusting and the people are worse. It doesn't matter how close you are to others, they only want to use you. Bon just wants the best for you. You know that, right?

He is going to massacre anyone who has ever crossed you, no matter how small it might be they will be killed for ever thinking they could get away with hurting you.

Bon would have taken you and hidden you somewhere a long time ago if he could. However, he knows humans are fragile beings and he wouldn't be able to provide you with what you need. So as much as it pains and angers him he knows that you must keep going out into this tainted world.

Don't worry though, he would never leave you to fend for yourself though. He's always watching. He's gotten very good at hiding in plain sight and despite his size he's never been caught. At least not by anyone who had lived to tell the tale.

Hope you enjoyed!)

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

https://raven-at-the-writing-desk.tumblr.com/post/677862211311616000/adding-on-to-the-dorm-leader-rook-thing-that-just 👀👀👀👀 that’s got me thinkin to like a cinderella sort of situation (at least in my mind) where you have a potion that lasts until a certain time and beyond that, you’ll be transformed back into what she regularly looks like. (like cinderella with her having to go home by midnight or she’d be back to rags in front of all those people) with all the other students informed to be on the look out for suspicious behavior you unfortunately stick out like a sore thumb with shutting yourself in your room by a certain time and not coming out after it, with even getting meals sent to your room. Rook obviously gets curious and tests this theory out when he invited you for a ‘chat’ and unfortunately all plots to reschedule said chat are thwarted by the determined man. of course that just means he’ll have to corner you in your own territory- your room- if you won’t come out and face him.

[Referencing this post!]

Bruh 😷 That’s such a bad plan (for Rook’s prey, not for Rook)... Why would you hide in plain sight when your potion’s so inefficient, obviously someone as perceptive as Rook would immediately notice. It also seems like dorm rooms are shared by multiple students (unless you’re a dorm leader), so you’d better hope and pray Pomefiore mobs don’t rat you out either—

It would probably be a better plan to run somewhere else, change your appearance, and start life anew? It’s sort of a reverse classic fairy tale situation, where instead of a royal being rescued by their one true love, the royal’s on the run from their “one true love” (heavy quotation marks) and actively trying to not be discovered. Buuut of course, it just backfires on them since Rook’s a deviant that lives for the thrill of the hunt—

Traveling across the land on horseback to find you... and then he hears rumors about a strange person in a secluded village, a person that always retires before a certain time of night and refuses to see anyone until morning. Maybe a rumor spreads that they’re cursed and secretly become an ogre (ayyy Shrek vibes) or a monster at night, so they beg Rook (a skilled huntsman) to get rid of that person for them... and he’s pleasantly surprised to discover it’s who he’s been looking for all along!

Rook just gets on one knee and asks you to come back with him, where he’ll keep you safe and warm and happy—because if you stay, then you’ll continue to live a lie, or die trying by the other villagers’ hands... “Even should the world turn against you, you will always have a haven to call home in my heart.” 😌 The drama ✨

Side note, I just want to say that these Rook dorm leader AU asks I’ve been getting are progressively getting more and more horni 🤣

[thefanficmonster]

Frost Queen!Mia and Owl shapeshifter!Ethan stuff please? 👀

Notes mostly about Ethan: He's a Snow Owl, he has his wings on his back in his humanoid form, his eyes are bright yellow just like a snow owl. He has sharp talons and claws.

He's also Mia's right hand man (get it?) and Guardian.

I've missed writing for this power couple thank you so much for the prompt! Hope I got the concept right and hope you like what I did with your idea 💕

Pairing: Ethan Winters x Mia Winters [Resident Evil Village]

Warnings: None? (if you spot any things I should put warnings for while reading please let me know)

Genre: AU, Romance

Summary: see ask above

Myths and legends spread like a wildfire. Be it bedtime stories or tales told around the glow of a fire, they fall from ear to ear, raising eyebrows and bringing goosebumps to your skin. Many are brushed off as nothing but what they are presented as - tales and stories to excite or scare. Most, if not all, are deemed nothing but a product of one's mind.

Rarely does one dig a little deeper or even give them a second thought.

Except children, that is.

Adults may laugh at a kid's imagination. They might call it a gullible wishful wonderland of the young mind, all the while being none-the-wiser to the fact that they are the ones in the dark to a whole other world hiding in plain sight.

Angie knew she should be scared. Any kid in her situation would've been. Truth be told, she was more annoyed than anything else. She took pride in being so diligent and well-oriented in a forest practically meant to disorient people. Which is why she refused to call out for her brother, admitting she'd gotten lost.

The six-year-old wandered the winter wonderland of woods behind her grandparents' house, a small frown shadowing her usually wide and curious eyes. Her boots sank ankle-deep in the snow with each step she took, unsure if she was heading in the right direction or the opposite one entirely.

Minutes felt like hours to the confused little girl, fear only now setting in her chest. It was soon getting closer to the early sunset which only unnerved her more. She'd heard the tales of the woodland creatures of the night. The lurking werewolves and other dangerous monsters. The apparitions and ghosts that wandered the hollow darkness, waiting to snatch kids the likes of her.

That being said, one would assume that the sight of something or someone even remotely resembling a ghostly presence would terrify the girl. But oddly enough, the glimpse Angie caught of the woman lurking around the trees filled her with nothing but hope.

To be quite frank, nothing about the woman's appearance was out of place in any way. Nothing about her demeanor was meant to instill fear. On the contrary: there was an aura of comfort surrounding her as she seemed to have made herself at-home amidst the snow.

When measured, the fear of the quickly settling darkness seemed a lot greater than any distrust the girl should’ve felt towards the unknown woman. Therefore, her decision was made and before she knew it, her footsteps crackled through the snow, making a path closer to her.

“E-excuse me?“ The words stumble out with a dose of uncertainty, “I-I’m lost...can you help-?“ The sentence dies just a word away from completion, cut off as the breath in the girl’s lungs also comes to a brief halt at the sight in front of her.

The woman has now turned around, looking at Angie with her deeply kind eyes. Long dark hair framed her pale face, cascading down her shoulders which like the rest of her body were clad in a white robe-like dress that looks so soft, it might as well have been made of the snow surrounding them. The smile that slowly tugged at the corners of her lips was as comforting as her warm gaze.

“Hello, dear. Lost, are you? How careless of you to wander like this.“ The lady clicked her tongue, the mild scolding sounding more like a soft tune than anything else, “Don’t you know what lingers in these woods at night?“

Still at a loss for words, the girl simply nodded, unsure of what she was answering or what her answer even meant, but all the same she got a small chuckle from the lady.

“Let’s get you home.“

Extending a hand, she silently offered Angie her help, which the girl gladly took. Her mother had imbedded it into her head that talking to strangers would get her in a lot of trouble but alas, at this moment, she didn’t care. Hell, she didn’t even feel the woman to be a stranger. She felt so familiar, so....home-like? The air around her was a few degrees colder and yet the touch of her hand was a warm embrace for Angie’s cold little palm as she was lead down paths covered in a thick layer of snow. Nothing guaranteed this to be the right way home, but she had full faith nonetheless.

And it’s a good thing she did because before long, a thin plume of smoke became visible in the sky ahead of them. Before the girl knew, they were mere feet away from the clearing where her family’s cottage stood.

“I believe this is your destination, dear.“ The lady let go of her hand, instead adjusting the girl’s beanie as she took a step back, “Go on, now. It’s getting darker and colder as we speak.“

Angie nodded, “Thank you, ma’am. Thank you for bringing me home.”

The woman chuckled yet again, “Please, darling, call me Mia.”

With that, the girl ran the few yards separating her from her house’s front door. However, a brief glance over her shoulder before she could duck inside revealed that Mia had long disappeared from her spot by the forest barrier.

All without even a single noisy footstep or even a rustle.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *

“You ought to stop wandering away like that, had me worried sick.“ 

Mia damn near rolls her eyes at the decently annoyed but all too familiar grumble of her favorite minion. Well, her only minion. Not even a minion, really. She did tend to call him that to get on his nerves though.

“With those big yellow eyes of yours, it’s hard to miss you, darling. Even if you can’t find me, I’ll find you.“ She replied sweetly, extending a hand to shake some snow off Ethan’s wing. 

“It’s my job to guard you, ma’am, not the other way around.“ He pointed out, but there was no real effort behind his defense, meaning the argument is just about dropped already.

And even if it wasn’t, Mia’s warm smile would’ve taken it out in no time, “I tend to think we do a pretty good job looking out for one another, don’t you think?“ The pause that commenced afterwards was too brief for him to conjure up a reply, “And will you drop the ‘ma’am’? Are you trying to make me feel old?“

Ethan’s face mimicked the color of the snow for the splittest of seconds, “N-no! I’d never!”

Giggling at her guardian’s flustered reaction, Mia simply cups his cheek, her gaze making him feel small despite being decently taller than her, “I know you’d never, darling. But I hope that doesn’t also apply to you dropping that formal attitude of yours. We are friends too, after all.”

Her hand ghosts over and disappears and so does the rest of her, sending Ethan’s head spinning as he briefly found himself drunk on her touch. The small laugh echoing its way between the trees, dancing along the wind, sends him a clear message about the game she wants to plat

“Come find me, Ethan!“

His head better stop spinning soon, he needs to get it in the game.

[littleprincehyun]

since someone else already mentioned seho in a way, I remember reading a tweet saying that the exos were the gayest group before getting into them and told myself yeah sure... now as a three years old exol gotta say they really are wtf. these dudes really be having chanbaek together, kaisoo being obvious since day one if you pay enough attention and seho looking like they're hiding in plain sight 24/7 lmao just HOW gufjfjf essem collecting nonstraights like pokemons

LMAO 💀💀. I swear they’re all so sus. I’m always like 👀👀 when I see them.

[meefy]

nara-🎧 🥶 📝🧸🎲👠👀💤🌆👃🌹

etha- 🖼🏈🐾🛌📦🥨💍🍼

<333

Nara

1. 🎧 Open their music app. What song did they last listen to? She doesn't have a music app because her phone is the most low tech thing available. She can send and receive texts and calls but nothing really else! She does have a radio that plays something like cassette tapes though, and she has a large collection of pretty much everything. She really likes folk music but will play a lot of classical stuff for Haywood.

4. 🥶 What’s the temperature in the room? How are they handling it? She keeps it on the colder side - she prefers to pile on layers of clothes or blankets vs. heating the house some other way unless it's absolutely freezing.

8. 📝 Look for a notepad or scrap paper. What’s written on it and by who? She will write to-do or grocery lists and leave them around her room. The to-do lists usually have to do with her work - stuff like "print worksheets for (student)" or "mark assignments" - something of that nature.

12. 🧸 Look around for any toys in the room. Are they hidden or in plain sight? She has a stuffed penguin her sister gifted her a while back that's on her bed!

15. 🎲 Is there anything you notice that points to an addiction or bad habit? Nara bites her nails/lip, so the only thing you'd really find in her bedroom would be lip balm because her lips get really dry/sore from it.

19. 👠 Look around for shoes. Are there multiple pairs or just one? She isn't one to hoard shoes by any means. She has a pair of boots in the entry way and probably another "dressier" pair in her closet but nothing else beyond that.

23. 👀 Notice anything suspicious? What is it and where’s it hiding? The only "suspicious" thing I can think of is the pile of blankets that's at the end of her bed on the ground where Haywood likes to sleep in Kiriko form sometimes. It would probably look very out of place to someone who isn't in the know.

30. 💤 Describe the bed. How big is it? What do the blankets look like? She has a double bed with two pillows and cotton sheets and a blue comforter. She has a checkered handmade quilt (brown, yellow and orange pattern) on top of that.

34. 🌆 Go to the window and describe the view/scene outside. Her bedroom faces the woods! So she gets a view of lots of pine and fir trees and the occasional bird or other forest creature.

37. 👃 Take a deep breath. Do you smell anything? What is it? Cedar wood and pine. If she has a fire in her wood stove it'll smell like the smoke of that as well.

40. 🌹 Are there any plants or flowers in the room? Are they alive? She'll have some pinecones around for decoration on her shelves.

Etha

2. 🖼 Look around for any photos or paintings. What do you notice? Etha has a few oil paintings of different landscapes during various seasons in the forest where she lives. Most photos are kept in albums stored in her closet.

7. 🏈 At a glance, is there anything that points to sports or outdoor hobbies? She is by no means a sporty person, but she does like to swim in the lake near her home. She has a bathing suit in her dresser drawer for that.

10. 🐾 Any critters around? Look for evidence of pets, pests, and/or wildlife. The only "critter" would be her brother whom she tries to keep out of her bedroom at all costs, since he loves to go through her things in search of food or anything he can consider a toy.

17. 🛌 Check under the bed, if you can. Anything interesting under there? Boxes of her art supplies (paint and brushes) and canvases, along with wood carving tools.

24. 📦 Open the first box or drawer you notice and describe what’s inside. Her top dresser drawer has her sewing kit, and some rolls of fabric and spools of thread.

27. 🥨 Do you see any food? Are there snacks stashed somewhere? Any snacks she wants to have are stored on the top shelf of her (locked) closet, because otherwise her brother gets to them. She likes chocolate covered fruit and nuts that a sweets shop in a nearby village sells.

32. 💍 Do you see any jewellery or other accessories? What kind? She doesn't really wear jewelry but she likes putting things in her hair (ribbons and bows) and will occasionally make flower crowns in the summer.

36. 🍼 Look around for anything they've kept from childhood. She still has a lot of her baby clothes in her closet! Her parents initially kept it as they tried to have other children (which didn't happen for almost 16 years). Nowadays she keeps it for when she starts her own family!

[destinyc1020]

I agree with you about the lying and denying that was the only thing I felt they should've done differently but as far as announcing or even posting each other I like that they didn't imo it's just inviting people to you rs I think that it's fine for married couples to post each other but honestly I think even going ig official is kinda cheesy like it's mainly z list celebs that do that no offense to tom but when he and N did matching posts I found it a little cringe a listers rarely do that

Well, TZ did actually post each other (esp for birthdays), but they did it in such a way that some could conclude that they were just "friendly co-stars" supporting each other lol. They were basically dating each other in plain sight, but under the guise of being "just friends" as far as I'm concerned.

However, some would argue that Z posting that video of them just chilling in the hotel room together with Tom singing by the window, and Tom posing Z's Met Gala look before she even posted herself (mind you 😏) for example, were all pretty sus when you think back on it lol. 😄😅 Plus, the fact that she was always wearing his clothes... like, c'mon..... 😏

Anyway, I don't need the timed, in-sync posts like Tom did, but I can def see why he did it that way. Tom has a segment of his fanbase that is rabid lol, and I'm sure he wanted to ease his fans into knowing that he was dating someone else. I'm sure he was also taking a risk as well, cuz he's prob been encouraged (by his team) to "appear single" so that the millions of little teenage girls who have dreams of marrying Tom Holland, and have cardboard cutouts of him in their rooms (lol) won't freak out and hurt his popularity lol. 😆 🤣

So, it's def a very fine line to tread, and I can understand why he was cautious (esp after what happened on July 17th 👀 ). Even so however, he never tagged her in his post, so only those who were following both him AND her had to know and put two and two together. Thankfully, we here on tumblr already called it long time ago that he was dating her, so when he posted her for the first time in late June, it wasn't a surprise to US. 🤷🏾‍♀️ It was just more so a confirmation.

With that said, I don't have anything particularly against couples posting each other, as long as it's discreet. Instead of mushy posts, I actually prefer fun, goofy, and hidden confirmations on IG that two ppl are together. 😄

For example, if Z had posted a picture like this (below) of her and Tom, and cut Darnell and Jacob out, and made some cute little caption about her and Tom, then that would kind of be like a cool way to kind of confirm smthg w/out being too mushy, cringe, or overly obvious with it, ykwim? 🤷🏾‍♀️

Fans (who follow her closely) would be able to get the hint about the two of them without it needing to be spelled out in other words lol. 🤭

And personally? I think that Tom's posting of Zendaya at the Met Gala was pretty much as close to claiming Z as we were gonna get at that time lol (outside of the yearly birthday posts of course 😏), and to me, that was (yet again) another discreet way to kind of claim her without actually spelling things out. I haven't seen him do that for any other female co-star (let alone any female "friend" or actress PERIOD), so to me that was actually pretty huge.... but again, it was discreet enough that they could hide it all under the guise of just "really good friends who are co-stars" lol. 😏

And obviously, Z didn't mind him "claiming" her, cuz she didn't do any Damage Control, or tell him to take his post down lol. 🤭😅

So anyway, basically what I'm saying is, I don't mind celebrities being super private, but at the same time, I don't mind if they want to discreetly let us know that they are involved with someone either. I prefer discreet and non-obvious signs, as opposed to more "out there" signs. But maybe that's just me? 🤷🏾‍♀️

[cassie1022]

What I find interesting is no one else got selfie with chris, only 2. Was he hiding? Did he leave quick? also no pics after the event? The boys ,especially Chris, hides a lot 👀

Anon, C is very skilled at hiding in plain sight. I don’t know that he was necessarily hiding yesterday, but he didn’t stop for many pics. Not sure if that was because he was anxious to get inside the theater or if there weren’t as many people stopping him. I have yet to see any pics of him from the after party, so I can’t say whether he attended or not. Maybe someone else has seen something? Anyone?