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i like me better (when i'm with you)

○ fandom: deltarune

○ main pairing: kralsei (kris x ralsei) | minor pairing: seam x jevil

○ characters: kris | ralsei | jevil | seam

○ genre/warnings: romance (mostly fluff… for now) | a bit of coming of age angst | and magical realism lol

○ chapter word count: 8,276

→ summary: Kris Dreemurr, the eccentric musician SilentKnight on TikTok, hadn't meant to trespass through Ralsei Prince's backyard and fall into his pond. But to be fair, they were utterly plastered at the time.

○ note: Back so soon? Alrighty then, prepare to get philosophical in this chapter. And for a whole bunch of backstory on Seam and Jevil that you didn't ask for!!! Let's do this thing!

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Chapter 8/22: The Mad Jester's Tea Party & The Thing About Soulmates

Kris

The following week and a bit passed with little fanfare.

Nothing of note popped up other than Muffet’s surprisingly innocuous video about Ralsei’s party. Which meant they were well overdue for a bit of madness in their life. And the universe decided to pay it all with interest on the last Thursday of September. When they were hard at work finishing up a couple of their freelance projects.

Yes, yes, hold your gasps. Kris Dreemurr, a known menace, did, in fact, have a job that didn’t involve wearing wigs and lip-syncing. Though, their work was still in the realm of music-making because, you know, practice makes perfect. And also, more importantly, rent.

The jobs they took mainly were one-time projects and a mix of producing and audio engineering. Crafting and producing tracks and mixing and mastering songs. All of that makes them sound way more professional than they were. Most days, they stayed in their pyjamas and made it their mission to find places in their apartment to sprawl as they worked. Like right now.

Mid-afternoon sun streamed through their windows as they sat in the spinny chair. Legs propped up on the cheap IKEA desk that they and Susie had shoved into the corner of their apartment. Composing MIDI chord progressions for some Hip Hop thing Lottie Johnson from NYC was cooking up.

They didn’t like to ask their clients too many questions, only enough to get the job done and done well. The only person they’d ever kept in consistent contact with was Jin-Sang. An animator who ran a cyberpunk Lofi YouTube channel in his spare time. Every so often, he needed more appropriately synthy beats for his listeners to chill/game/study to. And even then, the two of them were only internet acquaintances, not close at all. They liked it that way. If people thought they were a strange music-making cryptid, then so be it.

Tiny MIDI keyboard on their lap, headphones on their ears, they were going back over a couple of the major scale progressions when they felt their phone buzz beside them on the desk.

Usually, that wouldn’t be enough to rouse them from their composing fervour. But out of the corner of their eye, they glimpsed the name on the text notification.

It’s Ralsei.

And that’s all they needed for their interest to pique and their heart to start racing. Two things that always seemed to happen when Ralsei was involved. Paying the reactions no mind (Chalking it up to the excitement of talking with a new friend. A famous one to boot.), they dropped what they were doing and picked up their phone.

29th September 3:02 pm

Ralsei: Kris I’m having afternoon tea at Last Drop Teaseap in Pasadena. If it’s not a bother I’d like for you to take tea with me

Ralsei: For our ruse that is

Ralsei: It’s been well over a week since my birthday. My uncle mentioned that we’ll be needing another public sighting together soon

Ralsei: If not don’t worry

Ralsei: We’ll figure something else out

Hmm.

Squinting at their phone, they settled their feet on the ground. Tilting their head this way and that way as if the texts on their screen would make more sense at a different angle. Because they didn’t sit right with them. Don’t get them wrong. The thought of drinking tea with Ralsei caused a lone butterfly to burst into their stomach and flutter around. And since it’s common knowledge that they enjoyed a good cuppa (Thanks, Dad), it wouldn’t be strange for them to run into each other there.

But…

They were much more confused at the way he invited them. How the texts were worded, very monotonous and straight-to-the-point sentences, were so unlike how they’d come to know how he texted. Over the few weeks they’ve texted, they found that he liked to text, kinda like how he spoke.

He used flowery language and proper grammar and punctuation. Barring the times when he got excited. Then he’d use exclamation points and emojis liberally. He also sometimes took forever to get to a point. Heading off on tangents here and there, even if all he wanted to ask initially was how their day was going. Not they minded, not at all. It’s what made the drastic difference in tone worry them.

Did something happen to him? Had theydone something wrong? Thousands of different scenarios raced through their head, some worse than others. They were silenced by a lone thought that made a half-smile tug their lips almost all at once.

Guess they’ll have to figure it out when they get there.

29th September 3:04 pm

Kris: gimme an hour!!!

Now filled to bursting with butterflies, they leapt up from their spinny chair. Leaving their work to the wayside (They were almost finished with days to spare), they rushed to throw off their pyjamas and put proper clothes on. Tugging on the skinny jeans that looked best with their packer, a button-up shirt, one of Susie’s bomber jackets and a loosened tie. Just to be fancy.

As they called a Lyft, they brushed their teeth and combed out their wild waves of hair into something their mother wouldn’t gripe about. Not even wincing at the thirty-four bucks it would cost them to get to Pasadena during rush hour. Grabbing their wallet and keys, they slipped into their shoes not a few moments later and were out the door as the Lyft driver turned onto their street.

Honestly, they had no idea what had come over them in those intervening minutes. It was like a strange, perky entity had taken over their mind and body and only let go once they passed through Glendale in the Lyft.

In the back seat of the Lyft car, only then did it sink in how hasty of a decision they’d made. Slumping into the leather seat with their fingers digging into their temples, their nose crinkled, and their brow creased. What the absolute fuck just happened? They’d been working! They should still be working! So why aren’t they still working?!

Yes, they did sign a contract that obligated them to spend increasing amounts of time with Ralsei, but that didn’t mean that they were at his beck and call. They didn’t need to come running as soon as he snapped his claws. Ralsei didn’t even think that himself! He’d even given them an acceptable out to his invitation. Schedule a “coincidental” run-in another day and be done with it. And yet…

Wrapping their arms around themself, their hands gripping their upper arms. They tried to sink further into the pleather seat. Hoping it’d swallow them whole. They’re… they’re not even sure if the feeling that they felt even had a name, but, looking back, it felt all-encompassing. Like being hurled into the sea and feeling the tides push and pull them this way and that way. Controlled by forces beyond their power. They grimaced. A slow scowl with a curled lip that grew with each passing second.

No.

Whatever that feeling was, they didn’t like it.

Not one bit.

A gruff, accented voice broke through their gloom. “We’re here.”

Shit, right.

Thanking the driver and bidding them goodbye, they hopped out. Only to find themself not in front of—they checked their text convo with Ralsei—Last Drop Teaseap… What’s a teaseap? Whatever it was, they’re sure it’s not inside of Pasadena City Hall.

Huh?

What kind of trance had they’d been under?

The grand structure with its Renaissance-like domed tower loomed over them. As if it was, too, questioning why they were there. Staring up at the City Hall, their eyes narrowed as they tried to search their clearly deteriorating mind for the answers to their questions. But nothing came to mind. All they got was a mini heart attack from having to stumble out of the way of a young Monster rushing up the front steps and into the white stoned building.

Catching themself at the last second, they righted themself. Hands clutching their chest before they dug the heels of them into their eyes.

Okay, okay, okay.

Don’t freak out. They’ve got everything handled. This is just a minor setback. All they had to do was look up the directions to the strangely named shop on Google and go from there.

Deep breath in, deep breath out…

Alright, let’s try this again.

Readjusting their clothes, they steadied themself before setting off down N Euclid towards Union.

The walk over to Last Drop was fortunately brief. Only took about ten minutes tops. Which they spent enjoying the pleasant day and the few sparse trees lining the side of the sidewalk. Dabs of green among greys and dirty beiges of a concrete jungle. They should get out more. Hike up to Switzer Falls one day.

They were so caught up in their own thoughts that they almost missed the turn onto N. Raymond Avenue. Thankfully, they didn’t, but it wasn’t because of their own recollection. Oh, no. They only stopped because, as they reached the corner of Union and N. Raymond, a pair of Humans burst out of a shop a couple of doors down. Their bodies heaving and their hair all over the place, they’d looked like they’d been running from an axe-wielding killer. Acted like it too. Rushing to their car in front of the shop, they peeled away. Leaving Kris, seemingly the only witness, to look on after them in extreme confusion and intense curiosity.

What on Earth could have terrified them so badly? And why did they desperately need to see it for themself?

Before they knew it, their feet took them closer to the shop those Humans fled from. No, they, in fact, did not have any self-preservation instincts. Not enough to keep them from investigating, at least.

It was worth it, in the end. When they reached the shop in question, they found pale purple bricks, arched double doors and the words “Last Drop Teaseap” written across the frilly awnings over the storefront windows. Thisis where Ralsei asked them to meet him? But then what were those two Humans on about? What was this place?Head filled with a thousand other questions; there was nothing else left for them to do but venture inside.

The first thing that they noticed when they entered was the Choice™️ of carnival music as an atmosphere creator. They didn’t hate it, always one to enjoy Cosmo Sheldrake’s spooky, eccentric songs. (Anybody with a song titled “The Moss” was always going to be a favourite of theirs.) But, it wasn’t a good fit for the vibes the rest of the shop was putting off.

It felt more like a witch shop than a tea room with patchwork tablecloths, dark cabinets filled with glowing vials, hanging herbs and amulets. And with the added endearing mitch-matched chairs and tables, they could see why Ralsei liked the odd yet cozy ambiance. It was nostalgic and comforting in a way. Reminding them of when they’d visited their distant Great Aunt’s house. Everything was covered in doilies, and unsettling dolls watched their every move. Comforting, in a peculiar way.

Or it would be. If it weren’t for the absolute chaos raging within this calming space.

Chairs and couches were turned over. A candle chandelier up above was swinging to and fro. If teacups and saucers weren’t piled high at impossible angles, they flew. Yet, when they inevitably came crashing into something, they didn’t shatter. They only bounced right off the surface and continued their crazed flight or came to a sudden rest in their new home. But, if you could believe it, none of that was the strangest thing they were seeing.

No. The strangest sight was that, in the middle of all that chaos, a single figure sat at a spotless table. He had his back to them, but they knew who it was from his pearly white fur, blush pink horns, and short locks of hair that’d be a full mane one day. A tiny smile bloomed on their lips as a single butterfly returned to flit around their stomach once more. Strange, but they ignored it in favour of bracing themself for the trek over to Ralsei.

Taking their first step, they narrowly missed a soaring teacup heading for their head and again when it rebounded against a pillar. Yet still, they pressed on. Avoiding stacks of plates on the ground, stepping over toppled chairs and ducking behind a flipped table to evade a whirlwind of cutlery. Their heart leapt in their chest when they finally made it over to him. Only to crash and fall into a bottomless pit when they got a closer look at him and found him sitting as still a statue. A thousand-yard-stare on his face.

“Ralsei?” They asked, circling around the table to pick up a fallen chair and settle it in its rightful place opposite Ralsei’s. And when his eyes didn’t budge an inch when they came into view, they tried again. “Ralsei?” No response, not even a mindful hum of acknowledgement. Alright, that’s it. Slapping a hand down onto the table, they raised their voice. “Ralsei!”

As if struck by lightning, Ralsei flinched so hard he’d leapt in his seat. Clutching his paws to his panting chest, he frantically looked around the shop before his gaze landed on them leaning against the table. His eyebrows furrowed.

“Kris? What are you—” He slipped his glasses off to rub his eyes before settling back on his muzzle. Blinking once and then twice, when he looked at them again, he still looked as confused as he did before. “—What are you doing here?”

Oof. That did wonders to their self-esteem. If he didn’t want them to come, why ask in the first place? Leaning back to standing, they shoved their hands in their pockets. Their shoulders hunching in on themself. “Umm… you asked me to come?”

“I did? Are you sure?” He asked, his head tilting to the side as his eyes looked left. Was he… telling the truth? Had he seriously not remembered texting them an hour ago?

“Yeah, texted me and everything. Here.” Digging their phone out of their pocket, they swiped and tapped until they pulled up their text conversation. Flipping it around, they showed the screen to him.

“Huh. Would you look at that. I guess I did.”

Stiff as a board, they jerked a finger at the exit. “You know what, I can—”

“No! Please, I insist.” He said, bolting to his feet. Grabbing their arms, he shoved them into the seat opposite him before pushing it in. Settling back in his chair, he moved his tea, sandwiches and scones around to make space on their side of the table. “Please sit. You came all this way for me. It’d be rude for me to kick you out. Spectacularly rude, in fact.”

Despite all his insisting, after they made themself comfortable, there was a brief moment where a look of pain flashed across his face. Though, it was quickly replaced with a smile. The rehearsed one. It hurt a bit, knowing that he was still hiding from them, but they knew better than to comment on it. They’d lure him out, eventually.

“I wouldn’t go that far. So,” They began with a slight smirk, knabbing a piece of sliced strawberry from the top of the tiered platter. Then, with practiced movements, they tossed it in the air and caught it in their mouth. Usually, they’d consider pulling off that trick to be one of the most satisfying things they could do, but not today. Today, Ralsei’s playful smile at their stunt took the top spot. A grin of their own playing on their lips, they rested their crossed arms on the table and asked, “How ya been since we last talked?”

“I just got back from France this morning, so tired mostly. Paris is a whole nine hours ahead of L.A., so it took a bit to adjust to the shift. But it was completely worth it!” He answered, practically bouncing in his seat. “There’s nothing like Paris fashion week.”

Their grin turned impish. “Other than New York fashion week. And London fashion week. And—”

“Yes, yes, there are plenty of fashion weeks to go around, Kris. Thank you for reminding me. But there’s just—Duck—” As casual as anything, Ralsei grabbed their shoulder and forced them to duck. Just in time for a flying saucer to whiz through the air where their head was. All while never flinching himself. “—There’s something differentabout Paris’ week. Then again, I only go because Swatch has runaway every year, so perhaps I’m biased.”

Frozen with their eyes and mouth open wide, they stared at Ralesi as he took a sip of tea. Humming in delight as he did so. What the—they’re gonna lose their shit. You know what? They’d get to Ralsei’s feelings in a second, but they had to know what was happening.

“Ralsei?” They said with a squeak. Searching for the right question to ask, their mind too busy trying to process all the chaos, all they asked was a breathy, “Why?”

“Jevil,” He answered, absentmindedly stirring his tea with a fancy silver spoon.

“Gesundheit.”

Frowning, Ralsei countered, “That’s his name, Kristinopher.”

“Touché. But I’m still gonna need a little more than that.”

Sighing, he put down his cup of tea on its saucer with a clink. “On the last Thursday of every month, the owner, Seam, has “business” to attend to. So, they leave their shop in the hands of their, er….”

“Husband?” They supplied.

“No, I’ve never seen Seam with a ring, though there was that one photo….” He tapped his chin in thought before waving it all away. “The specific terminology doesn’t matter. He’s Seam’s partner in every sense of the word, and he takes over the shop once a month. And I’m not sure why, but this is how he likes things. As chaotic as possible. I have to admit, it takes a bit to get used to, but coming here is a Thursday tradition, so magical maniac or not, I come.”

“Hold on, hold on.” They said, dragging their hands down their face, weary as hell. “Angel, help me. Magic?”

“How wondrous. I didn’t know flying dinnerware was a regular occurrence in your hometown.” Ralsei said in such a sweet and innocent way that they knew his words were actually dripping in sarcasm.

“Oh, fuck off, smart ass. You know what I meant.” They said, smiling from ear to ear. Enjoying getting to see his bastard side once again. “I’ve never met a Monster who still had natural magic. I’ve definitely never met one strong enough to pull all this shit off.”

“Yes, well, Jevil isa special case.” He said before glancing around. Leaning in and lowering his voice to a whisper, he went on. “Have you ever heard about the breaking up of a Massachusetts Monster cult back in the sixties?”

“Yeah, yeah, The Oracles of Neochaos or something? They’d been an isolated cult going back to even before the Monster-Human War and they’d only been discovered in the last century. And because they were never forced to assimilate, like the rest of Monsters, they still had their magic. Noelle and I binged the Netflix documentary about it a while back. Wait,” Bolting upright in their seat, their eyes shot open in realization. Mouth agape, eyes wide in awe, they lowered their voice to match Ralsei’s. “Was hein it?”

Ralsei nodded. “Mm-hmm, he was only a kid when they broke up the whole cult, a preteen at most, but he was powerful. Still is.”

“Little Prince! Little Prince! Little Prince!” A lispy, Bostonian voice that sounded constantly on the edge of manic cackles came from the double doors at the back of the shop. Well, speak of the devil, that had to be him. “What is your little Knight to drink?”

“Well?” Ralsei said, raising a questioning brow.”

Not seeing a single menu in sight, they asked, “What are you drinking?”

“Vanilla almond black tea.”

“Nah, ‘m not in the right mood.” They said, nose wrinkling at the thought of all that dessert-like nutty sweetness. Maybe if they were still on their period… “Do they have Golden Flower tea here?”

Caught in the middle of taking a sip, Ralsei, oh so adorably, eagerly nodded and hummed in affirmation before swallowing. “Interesting choice, they do. Anything to eat?”

It’s not fair how adorable his guy is. How and why no Human or Monster had snatched him for themselves was beyond them. Even after he explained it up in his beach house’s tower, they couldn’t tie Ralsei to the concept of “too chaste to date” in their mind. Well, it’s everybody else’s loss, though. All it meant was that Kris got to enjoy his mannerisms for a while longer.

“I’ll just pick off your plate.” Plucking a grape off the bunch nestled next to the strawberries, they tossed and caught it. Basking in Ralsei’s soft giggles before an idea popped into their mind. “Oh, wait, they don’t have anything chocolatey, do they?”

“They’ve got a chocolate mousse cake,” Ralsei answered. And their face must’ve lit up because before they could confirm their order, he leaned to the side and shouted at the kitchen doors. “A pot of Golden Flower tea and a slice of chocolate cake, please!”

“Coming right up!” Jevil yelled back.

“Whew, now that that’s settled,” They said, rapping out a beat on the table. Unable to keep their hands still. “Why are you here and not in Paris? It’s only Thursday.”

“I had a table reading at Disney this morning.” He said, eyes cast downwards as he poured himself another cup of tea. Then, looking up from his task, he shook his head with a cynical half-smile. “Don’t get too excited now. It’s only for my, claws crossed, last Disney Channel Original musical.”

“Still sounds pretty cool to me. What’s your part in this one, do you get any solos…?” As excited as they were (Just about every famous person thing Ralsei did got them excited), it all tapered off as Ralsei’s face grew cold. And, like that, so did the entire shop feel like it dropped in temperature. Wait, was this what he’d been distant about before? Now’s their chance to get to the bottom of it! Okay, okay, they needed to play this cool. “What’s with the face? Did they make you a tertiary character?”

“No, no, I’m the lead’s best friend, and I have a couple of stand-out verses, nothing terrible. It’s just,” Ralsei paused for a moment. His claws idly flexing and unflexing as an expression they’d never seen him make appeared for a brief moment. His big, round eyes narrowed as his lips pursed before twisting into a sneer. Pure and utter contempt reared its head for a blink-and-you’d-miss-it moment before turning back into icy pleasantness. “I’m performing opposite a certain Disney star that I haven’t had the best history with. She’s a bit of a….”

A co-worker? They wanted to laugh about how they’d never thought it was possible for Ralsei to hate someone as much as this. The urge bubbling in their chest, threatening to burst out of them. But they knew better, though. If he was anything like their mother, you didn’t want to be on his wrong side when he was irritated enough already.

So instead, they took advantage of his loss of words. Waggling their eyebrows at him, they graciously filled in the rest of his sentence. “Bit of a cantankerous twat? To use a ten-dollar word.”

That sure got a reaction out of him.

Covering his mouth, he gasped. “Darkness, no! She’s a—” His simmering disdain erupted in his strawberry pink eyes. Only to be put out just as quick. “—Lovely girl. She’s a bit much sometimes and doesn’t think all that highly of me. That’s all.”

Bless Ralsei’s soul, but it was too late for damage control. This girl, whoever she was, was already on their shit list. “For both of your sakes, let’s hope I don’t run into her at any point. I didn’t catch her name.”

“Because I didn’t toss it.” He shot back, prim as can be, as he lifted his chin. “First rule of being a celebrity, Kris, if you want to confess a gripe about one of your peers, don’t name names. The walls, the trees, and even the streets have ears. In a place like L.A., where everyone knows everyone, you don’t want to burn bridges by mistake.”

“Got it. When I burn bridges, I’ll be sure to do it on purpose.” They said with a snap and a finger gun. Which, unlike their toss-and-catch trick, didn’t amuse Ralsei one bit. “Kidding. You don’t have to tell me anything. I’ll just have to be on the lookout when we go to award shows for when you start starring daggers at a well-dressed girl our age.” They hadn’t realized their mistake until a moment after Ralsei did.

Unmoving, he held his teacup to his lips as his eyes went wide. “We?”

Their heart began to race. Shit, shit, shit. Clearing their throat, they wiped their suddenly sweaty palms on the table cloth and said, “Ummm, if you even bring me, that is. Sorry, I shouldn’t’veshouldn’t’ve assumed.”

Faster than he should’ve, Ralsei put his cup down. Spilling droplets of tea on the shop’s last pristine table, yet he paid it no mind. “No, no, no!” He said, his paw shooting out to cover one of theirs. Recoiling it for a split second before doubling down and wrapping his paw around their hand. Tucking his chin as a faint flush rose in his cheeks, he looked up at them through his lashes. “Did you want to come with me to an award show?”

Their breaths hitched in their throat. “I mean, I wouldn’t say no to an invite if one ended up in my lap.”

“You missed the VMAs and the Primetime Emmys and there aren’t any shows in October. But that only means that Swatch should have enough time to style outfits for us for the AMAs in November. It’d be a good place to start, I think. And if that goes well, I could take you to the Grammys in January. How’s that sound?”

Their pot of tea, a teacup and saucer, and their slice of cake with a silver fork flew through the kitchen doors and deftly made their way over. Avoiding the rest of the flying ceramics and metal. Landing in front of them, only for the teapot to rise again and pour them a cup of tea. But none of that was more mind-blowing than what Ralsei had presented them with.

The AMAs?

The Grammys?

He’d suggested letting them tag along with him to those influential events like he’d offered to take them to the beach. As if they weren’t some of the most exclusive events in the world. And he was just… inviting them. Sure, they knew it was more for their fake dating scheme than an actualgenuine invitation, but it still blew their mind.

“Sounds like a plan.” They answered, trying to shake any lingering astonishment from their voice. Picking up their teacup, they took a sip. The warm, slightly sweet and delicate flavour washed over their tongue. Humming in satisfaction, they kept the cup raised as they winked at Ralsei. “Look at us, scheming like pros.”

He had the gall to look offended at that. “We are not scheming.”

“We’re not?”

“No, that makes us sound like criminals. We’re just… planning.”

“Come up with as many synonyms as you want, we’ll always be scheming to me. Though, I’ve never seen anybody scheme in a kilt before.”

“It’s tradition.”

“To scheme in a kilt?”

“Stop that!” He said, half-heartedly screwing his face up and swatting at them. They stuck their tongue out in retaliation, which Ralsei responded to in kind. Sharing a giggle, Ralsei’s died down before theirs. Nose twitching as he stared into his tea, his voice was suddenly very earnest. “My mother used to bring me here every Thursday once I was old enough. Dressed me up in a mini version of this and everything. It was her favourite thing to do with me, I think. My Grandmother had done it with her, and I suppose so on and so forth.”

“I,” They tried to begin, but their voice got stuck. In the time since they’d last talked about his parents, they hadn’t gotten any better at comforting him about it. “I used to insist for my dad and me to dress up in our church clothes and have tea parties with our only tea set. Drinking real tea, of course. One of the times, I remember he told me that he used to do the same thing when he was younger.” Holding their teacup up, they said, “To family traditions.”

His eyes bright and glassy, Ralsei raised his cup and clinked with theirs as he echoed them. “To family traditions.”

A tinkling bell above the shop’s door alerted them to a new arrival. When they looked up from digging into their cake, they knew without being told that this Monster was Seam. The long patchwork overcoat, the ornate golden cane they leaned on with a gnarled paw, the frazzled and bent whiskers, and the air of someone who knew the universe’s secrets… And made the conscious decision to not tell anyone else. It all screamed owner of a witchy teashop.

Unphased and unbothered by the utter madness their shop has descended into, they tapped their cane twice before strolling through their shop. Without a single word, slowly but surely, Order was brought back as they made their way through the shop. Their cane steadily thumped with every step. All the crockery stopped their wild flight patterns and sailed back into the kitchen. The chairs and tables righted themselves and got back into formation.

And when Seam finally made their way around the front counter and rested in their seat, so to did the whole shop rest. Then, finally, everything was back to the way Kris assumed it usually was.

Except for the music, it was still very carnival-ish.

Though, they suspected that Seam could’ve switched it back if they’d wanted it to, but wanted to complain to Jevil about it instead.

Why?

Because when the Monster that could only be Jevil bounded out of the kitchen in a colour-blocked suit with a frilly apron tied around his waist, Seam smirked. A twitch of their lips before they leaned on the front counter and sighed. “My best beloved, why must it sound like a travelling circus has come to town in my shop whenever I leave?”

“Because, because, because, my dearest one, you left your shop to me,” Jevil said as he leaned on Seam’s shoulders. His tail swishing mischievously. Effortlessly, the rest of his short, stout body floated into the air until it looked like he was lying down on an invisible object. “Which means I can do anything I like until you get back! And I like chaos.”

“Oh, dear. And here I thought you liked me.”

Maniacal laughter filled the shop as Jevil clutched his sides. “If ya’ want me to kiss ya’, all ya’ have to do is ask, ask, ask! You silly old cat!”

Unbothered by the rest of the world, the two of them continued to bicker back and forth in a way that screamed old married couple. Using increasingly obscure pet names for each other.

Bringing their attention back to him, Ralsei, holding his teacup close to his chest, happily sighed. “Aren’t they so adorable together?”

“They are. But, uh,” Raising a brow, they jerked their head toward the two aged Monsters. “How?”

“I have no clue how they found each other. But I do know that when they did, they clicked.” Ralsei said, distractedly clinking his claws against his cup. “They didn’t get together right away, though. Jevil went to jail a couple of times, but Seam always held out for him to get out.”

“Held out?”

“Oh, yeah, Seam was quite the catch when they were younger.” Looking at the old cat, it was hard for them to imagine it, but they didn’t think it was thatfar-fetched. Apparently, their dad, once upon a time, used to be ‘quite dishy’ in their mother’s words. Ralsei went on, “They have their own kind of magic, and that’s a desirable trait to other Monsters. Of course, it’s much weaker than Jevil’s, but it’s still more than most. I even heard that they’d even done a few odd jobs for my uncle.”

Okay, now, he’d lost them. “What would your Uncle Rouxls need a magician for?”

“No, no. Not Rouxls. My Uncle Spade.” Ralsei said as if the distinction was obvious. Maybe it was in his head. In their head, though, they couldn’t shake that they’d heard that name before. “I’m not sure what he needed them for, but it’s not like he’d tell me if I asked. But that’s neither here nor there. The point is that Seam had their pick of admirers, but they’d only wanted Jevil, who was in and out of jail. His first and longest sentence was fifteen years, and all that time, Seam ran this very shop, waiting for him.”

Yeah, they’re going to ignore that first part and focus on the rest because… they’re starting to think that Ralsei’s family had mob connections. If not, full-on ran one. And they were not equipped to know how to deal with that. So, they bypassed it to ask, “But why?”

“Why what?”

Their nose wrinkled as they picked up their fork and dug into their chocolate cake with more force than needed. Lifting the piece of cake up, they went to take a bite before deciding to get what they wanted to say out first. “It’s just, fifteen years is a long time to wait when you’ve never even kissed. That’s like getting trapped in a relationship without even being in one.”

“That’s not getting trapped, it’s trust. Trust in the other person, knowing that they’ll come back to you, and trust in yourself, knowing that your feelings are true. It’s love. Pure and simple. And as you can see, they’re very happy now.” He couldn’t help but sigh wistfully as he stared at the odd couple. “I have to say, though. While I’m a staunch Darkner, you Lightners have the right idea about soulmates.”

“You think you got a soulmate out there somewhere?” They asked before finally taking a bite of the delicious cake. Oh, Angel above! The intense chocolate flavour of the mousse melted on their tongue. For a moment, they almost missed what Ralsei was saying.

“Darkness no. Since it’s a Lightner concept and it’s The Angel who’s supposed to have paired people together, then we Darkners would be exempt. The Dark Fountain made us and thus The Angel has no jurisdiction over us. So, no soulmate for me.” A small, sad smile grew on his lips. “Though, I like to think that my parents would’ve been soulmates if they’d been born Lighteners.”

Taking a moment from basking in the tastiness of this fucking cake, they asked, “Lightners?”

“Oh, it’s the Darkner word for Angelists.”

“Hmm.” Well, their parents definitely weren’t. They could say that for sure. Unless soulmates would ever get divorced. Heh, now that’s a concept, eh? “Well, I’m glad that we’re on the same page then because I don’t—”

“Believe in soulmates.” He said, finishing their thought with a knowing chirp. How did he…? “Yes, I know. Everyone who watched Little Miss Muffet’s channel in the past week knows about your opinion on soulmates. And on me.”

Their cheeks flushed.

Oh, yeah, that.

When Wednesday rolled around after their encounter with Muffet, they had found themself pausing their work every so often to check her channel. And while it wasn’t like the usual videos they watched on Youtube, they still enjoyed it well enough. It’d been a wild ride, learning what that night had looked like for everyone else and all the drama that went on under their nose. But then again, what else were gossip channels for?

Mentally willing the heat in their cheeks to go the fuck away, they fiddled with their fork as they asked, “That interview wasn’t a problem, was it?”

Thankfully, Ralsei brushed their worries aside. Reassuring them as he said, “It seemed harmless. Perhaps it’s even a good thing.” Going quiet for a moment, he dug a fang into his bottom lip in thought. “I do want to know why you’re so vehemently against soulmates, though.”

“It’s the lack of choice for me.” They blurted out, only to realize that it summed up their dislike of the concept succinctly. Huh, how about that? There’s somebody home up there, after all. Sitting up in their seat, spurred by the epiphany, they went on, “So what if The Angel chose this person for me? Shouldn’t I get a choice in who’s perfect for me? What if I hate my soulmate?”

“Oh, but what if you love them?”

“Then that’s entrapment.”

Giggling into his paw, Ralsei said, “Well, I suppose there’s no rule about having to fall in love with your soulmate.”

Their well-brushed locks flew as they shook their head in frustration. “No, no, no! It doesn’t matter if it’s romantic or platonic, I still didn’t get to choose!”

Ralsei laughed again, though it was breathier and more forced this time. Then, tilting his head and scrunching up his nose, he said, “Don’t be silly. But, of course, you’d get to choose.”

Crossing their arms and slumping in their chair, they asked, “How? How on Earth is being cosmically paired up by an all-powerful, all-knowing entity and ending up with them because of things like fate and destiny getting to choose?”

“You make choices like that every day.” He said with a bothered shrug. But when they still weren’t impressed by his points, he rolled his eyes. With an exasperated huff, he set his teacup down with a (somehow) irritated clink before gesturing towards them. “Look, you didn’t have to come here today of your own volition, did you?”

“You invitedme.” They shot back. Most days, they could follow his winding train of thought with relative ease, but today wasn’t one of those days.

“And? So what if I invited you?”

“Ralsei, we literally have a contract stating that we have to spend time together. How could I’ve said no?”

Clasping his paws together, he sat back in his chair, all prim and pompous, and arched a brow. “I was unaware of that clause. Does it also state that you had to come running when I asked you to take tea with me today?”

Their heart skipped a beat. They could’ve sworn they felt every drop of blood vacate their face at that moment, leaving their tan skin ashen. All the while, the muscles in their legs tensed. A tiny voice in their mind told them to bolt from the shop this instant. But they held their ground. They did. Despite having never felt this exposed before. Digging their fingers into their arms, they prayed to the Angel that Ralsei didn’t wonder why their voice didn’t rise above a whisper. “No.”

The Angel must’ve heard their desperate prayer because Ralsei sped past their answer to make his point.

“Exactly! You could’ve still said shove off and went back to whatever you were doing. But you didn’t. You accepted my invitation. What if it’s like that?” He said, his pomp fading until it was more than a gentle kind of confidence. “What if soulmates are destiny’s invitations for love?”

Trying to push and shove their fears into a box, they found themself dipping further into their frustration. “Fine but riddle me this. What if I start out loving my soulmate and then over time when our relationship inevitably—”

“Inevitably?”

“—Inevitably breaks down and one of us comes to hate the other? What then?”

“Then you still have a choice. You either try to repair the relationship or you go your separate ways.”

“Then what’s the point of having a soulmate if it can all go wrong?” They said, throwing their arms up only to have them come down to grip the table’s edges as they leaned over it.

Ralsei, like always, wasn’t intimidated, not one bit. Instead, leaning over his side of the table and using a controlled tone, he said, “In theory, it’s not supposed to go all wrong, can’t even.”

“But in practice, that’s just not realistic.” They countered, leaning in a little more. So close that their noses were almost touching. With the right movement, their lips would touch. But they didn’t notice. They were too busy staring Ralsei’s equally narrowed eyes down. Ugh, the starry-eyed, stubborn bastard. How couldn’t he see what was right in front of him? “Why trap yourself with someone you’ll end up hating in the end because a nebulous cosmic force says so?”

Everything went quiet after that. The lively carnival music that was still playing, Seam and Jevil’s bickering, the faint hum of the outside world. All gone. As they held Ralsei’s fiery gaze, their heart beating was the only thing they could hear. Swift and resounding, like war drums in their ears. For a moment, it seemed like neither of them would back down from their footing. Both, forever stuck with their eyes locked. Ultimately, Ralsei was the first to pull back. Though, they both knew that didn’t necessarily make them the victor.

Closing his eyes, Ralsei shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s because a chance at a long-lasting love is worth the risk of heartbreak.” Sitting back in his seat, he stirred his spoon in his teacup. “All I know is that cosmic force or not, Seam seems very satisfied with their gamble. My parents were too.”

“High risk, high reward, then.” They muttered to themself as they sat back as well. Guess their parents rolled snake eyes or something. And, thanks to a wave of resentful bitterness that arose from an aching place within their soul, a little louder, they asked, “You sure about that last part?”

Stilling his stirring, Ralsei gazed into his cup for a second, eyebrows furrowing. “Yes, I am.”

A slimy ounce of guilt crept down their spine and settled in their gut. Too far, jackass. Maybe don’t imply to your orphaned friend that his parents were unhappy in their marriage. Just because your parents… Hmm, it’s probably best not to venture down that rabbit hole in public. Instead, they hesitantly raised their teacup to him, the movement catching his attention and lifting his gaze. Looking him in the eyes with a faint smile, they said, “Well, I hope you find the Darkner equivalent of a soulmate one day.”

“And I hope you find someone worthy enough for you to choose to love evermore.” He answered, raising his teacup to them too.

They smiled. “Amen to that.”

Clinking their cups, the two of them finished up their tea, sandwiches, and cake in peace and calm. Before long, they find themselves with empty cups and plates that drift away back to the kitchen with a flick of Jevil’s wrist. And, like at the end of every date, they had a debate about who had to pay for what. Commencing straight after they’d offhandedly asked how much their tea and cake cost. Ralsei insisted on paying for everything as reimbursement for asking them out on such short notice. They pressed that they could pay for themself. Insisting that the amount couldn’t be that high of an expense.

“It’s the principal of the thing, Kris.” He said, fishing out two fifty-dollar bills and refusing to take a single cent from them. Handing the two bills over to Seam with a smile. Which had to be major overkill, but it did feel good to know that the guy he was fake dating was a phenomenal tipper.

Saying their goodbyes to Seam and Jevil, Ralsei followed them out of the shop and back into reality. Or at least that’s what it felt like. Their senses were hit by the hums of car engines passing by and airplanes overhead. The smell of exhaust and tobacco from a Human smoking a little ways away filled their nose. Such a harsh contrast to the serenity and cinnamony scents of Last Drop Teaseap. Even when it was in full chaos mode, thanks to Jevil, it felt very insulated from the distinct chaos of the outside world. Maybe that’s why Ralsei and his mother liked it so much.

From their side, tapping away on his phone, no doubt texting his personal driver, he said, “I can drive you home if you want. It’s on the way, isn’t it?”

They waved him off, digging their phone out of their pocket. “You already forked out a hundred bucks for tea.”

“Yes, and now I want to make sure you get home safe.” He said. Taking hold of the wrist of the hand holding their phone, he gave their wrist a brief squeeze. Trying and succeeding in pulling their attention toward him. “I’ll feel much better about calling you over to Pasadena for an impromptu tea party if you let me. You weren’t in the middle of something important, were you?”

“Nah, nothing too important, just some work.” They answered with a shrug. Lottie Johnson from NYC could stand to wait another day for her MIDI chords. But their answer only set Ralsei off.

“Work!? I pulled you away from your work?” He said, gasping as his grip on their wrist tightened, his soft paw pads pressing into their skin. Bringing out not only a bunch of nostalgia but also a deep-seated desire for him to never let go.

They couldn’t help but chuckle at Ralsei’s little freakout. One, because he made the cutest face when he was worried. And two, because they’d rather eat gravel than examine where those feelings were coming from and where they wanted to take them.

Shaking their head, a smirk tugging at their lips, they said, “It’s really not that big of a—”

“Nope! Now there’s no room for debate, Ritter’s driving you home.”

In all honesty, their wallet was probably even more delighted than Ralsei was when they slid into the backseat of Ritter’s car. It was still very much going on and could’ve only gotten worse than when they’d taken a Lyft at three.

It’d been over a month since they last sat in the ever stoic Ritter’s car, but it’s just as luxurious as it’d seemed half-drunk. They buckled up, giving Ritter a head nod, to which he only grunted in response. Then, sinking into the plush leather seats, they were ready for a long, cushy ride back to their apartment. But beside them, Ralsei couldn’t sit still, anxiously running his paws up and down his kilt.

“Really don’t worry about it, the project I was working on was nothing too tough. Was almost done anyways.” They said in hopes of settling any of his guilt.

Blinking out of his trance, he asked, “Project?”

“Yeah, I freelance.” They answered, suddenly very interested in the tough fabric of their seatbelt. “I guess, technically, I’m a music producer of sorts.”

“Kris! That’s amazing. What’s it like?” He asked. Their eyes shot back up to see Ralsei’s lit up in wonder. “I’ve never really known what does into that part of music creation. I usually just sing and look pretty.”

Usually, they’d hesitate to go into the technical details about their work. It could get a bit computer nerdy at points, but they found themself doing it anyway. Maybe it was how Ralsei patiently tucked his hands in his lap, exhibiting the vibes of a perfect listener. Urging them to spill more and more about their processes. About how they learned chords and progressions from their father. How they were mostly self-taught and had folders full of shitty music to prove it. They’d hardly noticed how quickly time flew until they heard Ritter’s not-so-subtle grunt sounded out. Indicating their arrival.

Hopping out of the car, a strange bout of Deja Vu hit them as they leaned on the open car door. They’d been here before, hadn’t they?

Smiling, they gave Ralsei a wink. “I know you think you messed up my workday, but I have to thank you. This was a pretty sweet way to play hooky.”

“And you were pretty sweet company.” He said, sliding over to their side of the car. They could see him hesitate. See how the gears in his head spun and spun. Though they didn’t know what for. Not until they felt more than saw him lean and gave them a quick peck on the cheek, his lips soft and fur softer. So soft, it kinda tickled. “Thanks for indulging me today. Talk soon!”

A tentative hand rose to touch their cheek as they watched as Ralsei shut the door and Ritter’s car drove off. Disappearing around a corner. From the way his eyes had spotted something behind him before he kissed their cheek, they’re sure Ralsei only did it for a hidden paparazzi. But… If this is what a kiss on the cheek felt like, what about an actual kiss?

Would they… have to… do that… at some point?

Oh, fuck.

And that's all for this chapter, folks! I hope you enjoyed it! I fell off the writing wagon for a bit because I knew that I'd have to really nail down Kris' internal conflict in these last two chapters. And it was waaaay tougher thing to figure out than Ralsei's! But, after scrolling the internet and a whole bunch of psychological articles, I think I pinned it down. I won't spoil anything here but just know that it compliments Ralsei's internal conflict in the best and worst ways.

But y'all don't have to worry about that yet! Since these last few chapters had some verbal sparring in them, the next will be all rather fluffy! A fake dating staple trope will be showing up as will another Undertale character and a certain Big Shot! 👀👀

That's all for now! Thank you so much again for reading and getting this far! Sending all of you my love!! See y'all (hopefully) soon!

Later Days!

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zartophski · 1 year

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3, 20, 27, 29 :D

:D !!!!!!!

3. What work are you most proud of

Unspoken was hard. The idea was in my head since the beginning of summer when I was sick with COVID and feeling a certain type of way, and I'd slowly chipped away at it since. I have five more scenes that are partially or wholly finished for that one, but I ended up only posting one scene. That scene was something I wrote straight through, pretty late at night, with a ten hour loop of Temple of Time background music while it was storming outside. It was very much an everything aligning kind of moment, and while I wish I had been able to pull the rest of it together, I am very proud of how that one scene turned out.

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most

It's kind of random, but I go back to Woe a lot. It's pretty short, and doesn't have much plot besides "Time is sick and he will be resting for the day", but the solidarity of the group in really pronounced in that one. It's domestic but a couple steps to the right. Everyone gets along and works together so easily, but they're also definitely up for pranks and teasing.

27. What do you listen to while writing?

I've got a couple things! I've got a playlist on spotify that's some mixed lofi from Pokemon and Zelda. I also listen to, like, all of Rozen's Zelda covers. But sometimes I just put on the Hyrule Warriors OST, Pokemon Legends Arceus OST, or one of these Breath of the Wild Ambience videos. Whatever I'm feeling at the time, and whatever fits the vibe of what I'm writing.

29. Favorite line/passage written this year

hjfgshdgj it's a slightly longer passage so I'm putting it under the cut, but it's from Scraps & Thread, which is a Hyrule Warriors fic I wrote for my birthday this year <3

It was the ugliest scarf Link had ever seen.

At least, he assumed it was supposed to be a scarf. He slowly picked it up, confirming that it did in fact seem to be a scarf-shaped item. It was the only possible thing such an agglomeration of fabric could pass for, and even then it was stretching the definition. The thing barely held itself together. The scraps used to create it must have wanted to be blue, but the various shades were faded and dulled in comparison to the blue he wore around his neck.

The needlework wasn’t much better. Each scrap was hand sewn together, and the quality of the stitching left Link praying whoever made it wouldn’t have to patch themselves up on the battlefield with a needle and thread. Despite being newly presented to him, the scarf was already fraying and unravelling in a few places. It was about as threadbare, pathetic, and ugly as a scarf could ever get.

Link laughed, the sheer absurdity of the gift requiring no other response. Luckily the others took it as a sign of approval and laughed along with him, offering each other high-fives and exchanged grins. Link tugged the blue silken scarf from around his neck, letting it pool in his lap as he attempted to maneuver the new scarf into a wearable state. It was much longer than the other one, and looping it around a few more times made him feel obnoxiously bundled up for sitting next to the fire, but he didn’t mind.

One of the ends of the scarf felt different as he brushed his fingertips against it, and he glanced down. Embroidered on the last square were three letters. It was barely discernible, but LOZ was clearly the intention behind the extra stitching. His own initials, shakily declaring the scarf as his.

The scarf was hideous. The workmanship was probably the worst Link had ever seen. The fabric scratched uncomfortably against his neck, and it was a downright tripping hazard to wear. It was a complete fashion disaster that no one would want to be caught dead wearing.

It was the most beautiful gift Link had ever received.

#rat lab reports

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castiel · 2 years

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tagged question game✨

thanks for tagging me ida💖💖 @chapeldean!! i feel like i never get tagged in stuff anymore lol

rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you are contractually obligated to get to know better.

name: jenn

star sign: libra

height: 5'9"

time: about 3pm pst

birthday: sept 28

favourite bands/artists: i’ve been really bad about trying to find new music lately. still just been listening to my same lofi chill mix

last movie: that’s a really good question.... i mostly watch tv shows and documentary specials... the girl in the picture was the last movie length doc i watched (it’s messed up btw)

last show: been working my way through s4 of stranger things, but i’m also watching strange new worlds, westworld s4, and under the banner of heaven

when did i create this blog: like 2009?😬 i think

what i post: mostly spn and cockles at the moment. and whatever misha/jensen are up to, so there’s some of the boys right now, but i’ll be giffing gotham knights once that starts

last thing i googled: a pasta place in the city where i live

other blogs: @summergalaxy (aesthetic), and @castielsfics (destiel fic recs)

do i get asks?: sometimes

following: 548

average hours of sleep: varies wildly. 4 when i work early, up to 12 when i’m switching to nightshifts

instruments: clarinet and a bit of piano

what i’m wearing: pjs pretty much constantly when i’m home

dream job: something quiet, that requires me to think but not get stressed out

dream trip: japan again

nationality: canadian

favourite songs: at the moment it’s sad4whattt by ericdoa

last book iv’e read: currently reading a winter’s promise by christelle dabos

top 3 fictional universes i’d like to live in: star trekkkkk. i just want to go to space and do science. honestly can’t even think of any others since most fictional worlds i know of are kind of dystopian

i’m not going to tag anyone because i never know who actually wants to be tagged in these things, since i rarely get tagged. so if you want to do this please say i tagged you 💖

#tagged game

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titansaints · 2 years

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ѩ♬㉘⨕ℳ☢!

ѩ - Are there any characters that you love, but simply cannot role play? - jessica jones, i love her and i'd love to write her but she's too triggering.

♬ - Do you listen to music when you write? If yes, what kind of music? - sometimes! other times its youtube videos. If its music its a lofi mix tbh.

㉘ - How do you usually spend your birthdays? - lately its been mostly relaxing by myself and then dinner/gifts in the evening.

⨕ - Are you a jealous role player? - to be completely honest, i have my moments of envy and jealousy. I doubt its really that rare to have those because writing online can be very vulnerable and at the root of it all i'm sure everyone wants to be rewarded for their work. when we don't get that gratification when we want it, it's frustrating and easy to fall into that pit of envy. it's something i'm working on though. the attention can't be on any one person 24/7 by everybody they write with. that's exhausting/unhealthy for all parties involved.

ℳ - Do you think you have a good handwriting? - yeah? its not 100% amazing, especially when i write in cursive, but its way better than it used to be. sometimes my tremor gets in the way. it's at least not happening nearly as much as it did when i was a kid.

☢ - When was the last time you went to the cinema? What movie did you watch? - *snorts* before the pandemic, so february of 2020. it was a love live anniversary concert movie. it was a lot of fun and i look back on the pictures and videos i took fondly.

#* ~ ooc.

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spaxson · 5 years

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(spaxson) in the spirit of my birthday coming up next week

summer solstice [high on lofi 7]

spring fling [high on lofi 6]

floral feast [high on lofi 5]

little crush [high on lofi 4]

bundle up [high on lofi 3]

holiday cheer [high on lofi 2]

pilot [high on lofi 1] -> moved to my archive account

& follow me on instagram while you’re at it ;) @spaxson

#SoundCloud #music #spaxson #lofi mix #high on lofi 8 #lofi hip hop #lofi hiphop #cake for breakfast #bee and puppycat #summer lofi mix #summer lofi #july lofi #july lofi mix #birthday lofi #birthday lofi mix #chill music

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micromushroom · 3 years

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☼ BNHA Dorm Headcanons☼

Synopsis: What I think the dorms of characters would look like

Genre: Just general headcanons

W.K.: ~1.25k in all

C.W.: none

Characters ft: Bakugou, Tsuyu, & Shinsou

(~450 words)

This could go in so many different directions

My first thought is that if PlanetFitness™ was condensed it would be this man’s room

But honestly I see him more as a person to workout outside and do more active things whilst being productive

It’s canon that he likes hiking, so I feel like a lot of the equipment in his room would be based off of that

If anything, he probably has a few weights (like dumbbells) that are lying around

Has most definitely kicked one on accident at night walking around his room

I feel like it’s relatively plain but over time becomes more clustered

The Bakusquad will start randomly leaving or putting things in Bakugou’s room

It can be anything from Denki leaving little dollar store trinkets on Bakugou’s desk; to Kiri making random things out of garbage in class and putting it on Bakugou’s shelf

He doesn’t strike me as someone to have a lot of pictures or memorabilia, but there’s little pictures on the wall by his bed with sticky tack photos of his friends throughout the years

He’s an All Might fanboy at heart, but I doubt he has as much physical display of this as Midoriya

I headcanon that there’s posters and like some rare collectibles of action figures and merch

Inko made him a throw blanket as a kid for his birthday of All Might and he still has it at the end of his bed

Despite it being relatively clustered with small things in some places (again, courtesy of the Bakusquad), it’s still pretty clean and spacious

His curtains are usually closed, so the only possibility for plants that he could sustain are either fake or don’t survive for long

Since his parents are both fashion designers, his closet is full of clothing that he’ll probably never wear from name brands all over

His desk serves as a multiple purpose space: homework, charging station, and bookshelf

Bakugou’s bed is always made and—as much as I hate to say it—he probably only sleeps with two pillows—three on occasion

He has a speaker that he uses whenever he’s not doing homework, but it’s probably super loud (headcanoning that he’s partly deaf from his quirk)

His closet alone could be an entirely different post

Overall, Bakugou’s room is kind of dark and a tad bit more grunge themed

Kirishima leaves Bakugou lots of little notes saying things like are either:

“Hey Bakubro, can you help with math please? :D” to

“Remember to hydrate and take a break” with a little thumbs up doodle

Lots of self notes too reminding him of what he has to do and his schedule for the day

(~340 words)

Tsu canonically has all of the attributes—strengths and weaknesses—that a frog does

For this reason, I think that she has humidifiers and just temperature regulations throughout her room

Lots of plants and art prints, mainly from friends

Little lily pad shaped fairy lights strung across her room

I picture her room as having a lot of plants like ivy and vines, but also a lot of really exotic plants

Lots of pillows and blankets

Like at least five pillows and her bed is most definitely up against the wall

The blankets range from those really thin 50x50” ones to comforters to really fluffy and warm blankets

Hear me out—stuffed animals

I think that her friends go out with her to like, the mall, and end up coming back with a lot of stuffed animals

Throw pillows and rugs are main staples of Tsu’s room

Super comforting place and relaxing, but it can become kind of humid

Frequent naps at Tsu’s dorm bedroom have become so common that she has little bean bag seats that people sleep on

Color palette of greens and pinks

Think of a pastel version of kid core, with the mixed color fabrics

Her closet is also an entirely different post, but I’m picturing bucket hats and pastel overalls with different colors and patch sizes

You know those framed glass cases of bugs? Yes, those but a lot of them

Like they’re hanging up by pictures of her friends

Butterflies, iridescent winged beetles, etc.

Like the wood around them is an orangish color and honestly I might just draw this up later

I cannot stress this enough, but pictures of her friends both in and out of school as well as pictures of her family and herself growing up

Post cards from all over pinned up on her walls and cork boards

Generic, I know, but frog themed little details that are mainly jokes

Music isn’t as loud or used as Bakugou, but when she does play music, it’s most likely a shared playlist that everyone created

(~490 words)

Straight up, grunge. kid. bedroom.

Gotta put aside my biases for him for the rest of this

Either looks like a vacant room or the pure embodiment of a teenage boy’s room

I’m going with the latter for the rest of this

Clothes and trash are just all over the floor, save for a few spaces

His bed has been made once, maybe twice

But it is the most comfortable shit you would ever sleep in

I speak from experience of my own bed

Posters line the wall so much to the point where there’s very little actual wall space

These range from prints he likes, bands, movies, heroes he admires Aizawa, to joke posters like, “Live, Laugh, Love <3” and, “~Home is where the heart grows fonder~”

The LED lights desperately need a battery change because it’s more of a dim light, but that’s for another time to change

Jackets and hoodies over his chairs

Has a little gaming station beside his desk

I choose to believe his gaming chair and setup itself is the biggest thing that he has splurged on

The side of his monitor and the top of his desk are covered in stickers he’s collected over the years

Tapestry over his bed

Vintage cassette and record albums

As cluttered as everything is, it’s still somewhat spacious because the clutter is grouped together to provide a walkway

Much like myself, his closet is somewhat bare because all of his clothing he wears is from piles of clean and dirty clothing on the floor

Signature purple and black bedding and overall theme

There’s always music, like no matter what, but the difference between Shinsou and Bakugou is that Shinsou’s music is usually quiet

Wide variety of music, but at night it’s his an entirely different playlist of Lofi

He may not sleep at night 9/10, but at least it isn’t as chaotic and exhausting

Collection of bottle caps and tabs by his bed

Water bottles are everywhere, but at least the majority of them are refilled

At this point I’m just naming off how my room is rn

Half of his chargers are broken or living on 1%

Hair ties that are clinging onto life have their own little dish on his desk

Usually the curtains and blinds are closed

On the back of his door there’s a coat rack that’s used exclusively for his bag and also the capture weapon

Weights and overall workout equipment are frequently used but also so easily lost

The Grind Never Stops

I think the only pictures he would have would be of like sneaked pictures of him and Aizawa training

Aizawa’s in the back doing whatever pose and Shinsou’s either hold up a blurry peace sign to the camera or painfully imitating it

They’re a little frayed at the edges most of the time, but it just makes them more sentimental and fit in with the aesthetic

11/10, would recommend vibing in his room

#bnha #bnha headcanons #boku no hero academia #mha headcanons #micro writes #bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia tsuyu #bnha tsuyu #tsuyu asai #tsuyu x reader #mha shinsou #bnha shinso hitoshi #shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #shinsou x reader

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Cooking with Loona

Request: "i know requests are closed and i’m reallyyy sorryyyy 🥺 i’ve been going through a lot and i just didn’t have time and didn’t feel right enough to ask this: maybe cooking with loona??"

A/N: to the anonnie that requested this, i hope you're feeling better and ily ❤️❤️

(had to put a keep reading tab cuz the post was too damn long f)

- C

Heejin:

we’ve all seen the cement brownie she tried to give to chuu on her birthday vlive..... yeah....

she always skips like half the steps when she’s following recipes and then gets confused when her food doesn’t turn out the same like,, Heejins sweetie pleASE-

lowkey can’t cook but she thinks she can because you hype her up too much

like she will serve you a dish that will somehow be both burnt and cold at the same time and you still tell her she did amazing because it makes her so happy and that’s all that matters

your guys’ favourite thing to make together is probably cupcakes or cakes

because you get to bake them and Heejin gets to decorate them, and they always end up looking and tasting immaculate

everything in your guys’ relationship works better when you’re together, you two simply complete each other :’)

Hyunjin:

not only does she make the most kickass bread but girlie really is a chef of all cuisines too

you still don’t know how or where she even learned to cook so well but you aren’t complaining at all

whatever you feel like eating, Hyunjin knows how to cook it to absolute perfection and she always offers to teach you how to make your favourite dishes

you two also have matching yellow cat aprons uwu

the kind of girl to either kick you out of her kitchen for distracting her while she’s making a meal or else back hug you and help you stir a bowl with her hand over yours all romantically

it literally just depends what mood she’s in at that very moment

highkey loves loves loves cooking for you and surprising you with dinner after a long day, because her favourite thing to do is put a smile on your face :D

Haseul:

starts off really strong and sticks to the recipe... but then her mind wanders and she's like,,, well,,, what if i add this????

and you're like haseul,,,, please don't put chilli peppers in Kim lips birthday cake, i promise she can do without them,,,,,

she finds cooking in the dorms a bit stressful, doing her best to feed the hungry members after a long day of practice

so cooking with you tends to be a much more therapeutic experience, just you two, a bit of music and some tasty treats

but she of course brings back plenty of wonderful bakes for her members to enjoy too, they're literally her babies she is can't just let them STARVE 😔🙄😢

lowkey pretends she's having trouble stirring so you'll reach from the back and help her with the spoon all romantically

miss haseul you are not slick we SEE YOU

Yeojin:

yes she did in fact bejewel her cookery book

"yeojin... I can't even read the recipes, there's too much glitter!!"

"Well Y/N, sometimes, sacrifices have to be made in the name of beauty."

said sacrifices are usually cupcakes and cakes that don't rise, burnt food or just complete mush that doesn't even look like food

however, when yeojin is fully dedicated she can pack a mean lunch, sometimes she makes them for you when you're going off to school/work, and she always makes sure presentation is A+

prefers to just go out to cafes/restaurants on dates rather than cook

but that doesn't mean there haven't been times where you and her have been in the kitchen at 2am, trying to make a gigantic cake for you and all her members to share 😌

Vivi:

has the most peaceful, lofi cooking playlist ever

you two work in harmony, always helping one another but never tripping over the other in the kitchen

it's so harmonious it's like.... y'all were meant to be or sumn idk 😳😳😳

however if u try to eat any batter she will smack ur hand and be like no ⛔ that is for LATER hfhdhd

her hair always gets tied up in the cutest little bun when she's baking, and that along with her fairy apron makes her look like an actual princess

she also LOVES cooking/teaching you how to make her favourite foods from Hong Kong that she'd always make with her mom

those meals always help her when she's homesick, and with you by her side make her feel like she's not alone 🥺

Kim Lip:

CEO of pretending she has everything under control when in reality she has absolutely no idea what’s going on

“Uhhh Jungeun, is something burning?” “NOPE NOPE IDK WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT HA HA HA........”

wants to put your apron on you every time but she’s always way too shy to ask so she just resorts to back-hugging you until you get the hint and let her tie a cute little bow behind your back with the apron string hehe

makes pretty decent food when she’s not flailing around and panicking over a single grain of rice that escaped from the pot or something

however she refuses to admit when she messes up in the kitchen

like she could burn something to a crisp or use completely the wrong ingredients but she’d still eat every bite just to prove she’s the best cook in the house

if your food sucks she will tell you to your face, followed by a kiss so you forget about the fact she just roasted your cooking skills lol

Jinsoul:

Jinsoul gives off Hawaiian shirt drunk uncle at the family barbecue vibes who won't let anyone near the steaks

and you're like,, Jinsoul do you even know what you're doing????????? to which she responds - "food, heat, it's cooking. isn't that all i need to know?"

chaotic but refuses to acknowledge the chaos she causes in the kitchen

so when you have baking dates u have to keep such a close eye on her to make sure she isn't going to poison anyone with her creations

once she gets into it tho, she's grooving around the kitchen in her little robot apron, dancing to Christmas songs when it's not even Christmas and just 10/10 having a blast

not really the biggest fan of cooking but she knows you are, and since you help her build her gundams she does like to try and help our properly in the kitchen when she can

perhaps Jinsoul best girl???? perhaps??????

Choerry:

hello this sunshine absolutely LOVES baking, especially for others because putting a smile on someone's face is her main goal in life

she loves decorating with icing too, her go to patterns are smiley faces, flowers and the sun!

her playlists are always so upbeat, the two of you end up bouncing around the kitchen singing at the top of your lungs as you work

LOVES LOVES LOOOOOVES backhugs, especially recieving them,,, it makes her feel all worm and mushy inside hehe

also likes to kiss face icing off of your face, just to have an excuse to give you as many little pecks as she so desires

choerry always makes you a birthday cake every year, and she puts so much work into it, it absolutely melts your heart

plus it makes her happy to see you eating well and having a good time, she truly just is the biggest sweetheart :']

Yves:

she always says yes whenever you ask her to cook with you, but only because she just wants to flirt with you for an hour

"why do we need to make all this food, when the real snack is right in front of me? 😏"

cooking with you actually really does make her happy though, she loves that she can be so domestic with you, it's such an amazing break from her hectic life

also lowkey makes her feel like you're a married couple... and you best believe Yves can't wait to wife you up

she doesn't suck at cooking, but has often times gotten,,, ahem,,,, somewhat distracted and has prioritized making out with you against the kitchen counter rather than how long the food has been cooking, which ends up in a lot of burnt meals

baking with her is really a time, and has more than once ended in a very messy food fight because Yves wouldn't stop smearing icing all over your face 💔

her specialty is dialing the local takeaway and ordering food instead ✨ okay Yves Ramsey go off ✨

Chuu:

this baby girl is just torn between actually wanting to cook or just asking you to cook with her so she can get affection from you (as if she doesn't get that anyway smh)

backhugs except she won't let go

whenever she's making something she calls you over and she's like "Y/N is this okay?" and always asks for kisses as a reward for doing good

will feed you every single ingredient no questions asked

she loves surprising you with meals on very random occasions though, for example that one time she cooked your favourite food because it was the anniversary of the first time she got sick while dating you

she's actually a pretty good cook when she puts her mind to it though, she loves making good food that'll cheer people up when they really need it

btw you will be forced to wear matching aprons and they will be the pinkest, loudest and sparkliest ones that she can get her hands on ✨

Go Won:

have the fire service on speed dial before you even think about cooking with gowon omg

you literally also need to have indestructible tastebuds because she WILL destroy them

her speciality is starting fires and combining foods that were NEVER. EVER. E V E R. meant to be combined 😭😭

"babe come try this dish!! it's ramen mixed with coca cola, jelly and vegetable soup!!! it tastes GREAT trust me"

at the end of the day you just leave her be in the kitchen because at least she's having fun LMAO

(just always have a fire hydrant by your side okay??? she set the loona dorm on fire making chicken nuggets once...)

despite all her chaos, she somehow always produces something edible at the end and.... sometimes it actually tastes good too???

Olivia Hye:

lets you do all the work cuz she's worried she "might mess it up" when in reality she just wants to order takeout and cuddle instead smhhh

will probably follow you around the kitchen or rest her head on your shoulder while you do all the cooking, because this tsundere is secretly the biggest softie for you

she's actually a decent chef when she's motivated to help though

like she even put together a cooking playlist for you guys - which she very shyly revealed to you one time, a slight blush on her cheeks as she played the songs for you

cuz miss olhye is very much a romantic, she just doesn't have the confidence to show you all that yet hehe

her favourite is making desserts because well,,,, she gets to eat the batter and also gets tasty treats at the end

10/10 cooking backhugs also 🖐️😌

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❄️Winter Studying Challenge❄️

3rd December Prompt: What’s your least favorite thing about winter?

Apart from having to drive to work while being cold (there’s just something slightly miserable about having to brave the [SoCal 🤦🏼‍♀️] elements simply so you can show up at a job you don’t really love), I’d say how dry my hands get. I wash my hands a lot because of my job (lots of food handling), and my hands get cracked to the point of bleeding. It’s painful, inconvenient, and I feel like my lotion is doing its best but honestly can’t keep up with how dry my hands can get.

4th December Prompt: What’s an unpopular opinion that you have about winter?

idk maybe “presents are overrated?” It could be my anxiety over getting the ✨PeRfEcT✨ gift for each person in my life (and affording it all) talking, but it feels so capitalistic to me, and it has for years. But I’d rather not stress or have anyone else stress about buying fantastic gifts to show you care about someone, and just go hang out with them. Spend time with them instead. Make food, even if it’s poorly executed - have a dinner party with a few friends where you find something new to make and spend time drinking, laughing, failing, laughing some more, and either enjoy your catastrophe cuz it’s somehow good enough to still eat, or you can order pizza instead. My birthday is in December, and I’m thankful to have never really felt slighted when it comes to Christmas vs birthday gifts, but I would still rather not get/exchange Christmas gifts. It’s a weird conflict, cuz I really like getting gifts! But I’d prefer birthday gifts over Christmas gifts because it’s that expectation to feed the capitalist machine/monster, the idea of which just wears me out.

[Working on my late final essay while I’m on vacation in a hotel room and my friends are sleeping]

🎵: night at the bookstore. [lofi / chillhop : anime mix] (The Jazz Hop Café on YT)

#winter studying challenge #study #studying #school #studyblr #university #winter #day 4

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breynekai-tfc · 3 years

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Progress Report: Treading Water, Chapter 31

You know me - I wouldn’t be T.F.C~ if, every time I tried to write, I wasn’t up against

✨ obstacles✨

It makes life more exciting, so I shouldn’t really complain.

Today, on my docket:

It’s my birthday! 🎉 To accommodate everyone who wants a piece of the action, this is usually a three-day event. #divorced-parent-lifestyles

My grandma’s first day back at church since before the pandemic. We’re accompanying her for moral support.

Taking care of my sister, who had Nissen fundoplication surgery on Friday. Her boyfriend can’t cook (at all???), so it’s up to me to prep her special diet. I sent him grocery shopping yesterday and wrote up a meal plan of exactly what he needs to give her today while I’m off doing church/birthday stuffs.

Prep for the summer course I’m teaching. I am teaching other teachers about teaching. Very meta.

Word count so far: 3707 words (~62% complete)

Target: ~6000 words

Opening quote:

I did not know how to reach him, how to catch up with him... The land of tears is so mysterious. - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

Writing soundtrack:

Deep Within the Forest 2 🍀 Chill Lofi HipHop Mix

#treading water #writing progress

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(pt.1) ahahaha aww! :’> that’s so great to hear and no worries about when you get back to me ahaha we all got lots of other things on our hands i’m sure of! ^^ and AHHH!! a very happy birthday to him! ^^ I hope he and you and your family all had a great time celebrating together! :’) and I absolutely agree! All the joy and love going around is always a pleasure to be around ^^ And aw having a lot of your family owning farms sounds really lovely!

HIIIIIIIIIIII💖

(pt.2) There’s a lot of farms around where I live and seeing them whenever I’m commuting is really like, there’s something about them that makes my heart really warm if that makes sense! :’DAND AHH did I shadow write this bc 👀👀👀 THAT’S A BIG MOOD AHAHA I’m a big introvert myself as well and in a way I’m a bit thankful to have so much time away from things to kind of mentally recharge I suppose? LIKE HAHA don’t get me wrong I absolutely love my friends but I’m also a bit of a homebody as well

(pt.3) and in a way I’m a bit thankful to have so much time away from things to kind of mentally recharge I suppose? LIKE HAHA don’t get me wrong I absolutely love my friends but I’m also a bit of a homebody as well >< and!!!!! I’M AN INFP AND A SCORPIO AS WELL AHHhHhh??? what a coinky dink! I also just did a couple things to find out my life path number and it’s 4! (from what I’ve read about so far I can’t say it’s 100% accurate to myself though! ahaha maybe 50/50 😂I’ll definitely look into

(pt4) it a bit more though!)AHH ME TOO they’re kinda dangerous for me 👀 but I can definitely say that more about stationary stores! 😂😂😂 atm I’m not working on anything specific in particular but I’m an art student and so you can definitely say that craft stores are kind of a second home to me LOL but I was mainly just checking out different kinds of mediums I can add to my paint! ^^ I’m definitely a big window shopper so I didn’t make any purchases this time haha :’D And AHH I feel that!

(pt5) That’s definitely a hard decision! >< I remember being curious about when they were dropping their season’s greetings this year and they had literally dropped them later that day and i was like!!!! 👀 I stayed strong and held off for this year since I was saving up to buy both versions of pt.2 (which pleasantly arrived today woohoo!!) But OOF if they had released an nct 2020 season’s greetings...... consider my bank account empty LMAO And yes I love playing games! Ooh I’d say ac is

(pt6) definitely a favourite since I’ve been playing the series since I was a kid but hMM at the top of my head, I also really like botw, undertale, earthbound, maplestory and osu! ^^ hbu do you like any other games? (and ooh if you ever get ac, feel more than welcome to add me! ^^ I’ll gift you some cute stuff on there hehe ^^) AND OOOOOH HORROR!!! horror’s a lot of fun! do you have any favourite horror movies? I can’t say I’ve watched a whole lot of horror recently (I actually watched Eli

(pt7) around Halloween and it was alright! Definitely worth a watch with the slow unravelling of everything! ^^) but my favourites would probably the two It movies! I’d also definitely recommend anything from A24! I haven’t watched a whole ton of horror from them other than Hereditary but they do have a pretty solid selection and from what I’ve seen from some of their non-horror titles, their film quality is just 👌👌 (I also watch this really great horror movie based youtube channel and they do

(pt8) mainly film summaries/reviews and they’re a lot of fun to watch since they do a lot of lesser known films too ^^) I’ve also been meaning to watch the original Suspiria movie! The cinematography in it is super beautiful 🥺 I’m also a big chill/r&b/lofi fan as well! 🥺 perhaps to go with your gift, I’ll also throw in a playlist of recs for you! ^^ and I’d absolutely love to hear some of your favourites! Ahh absolutely! Cooking for others is always such a sweet gesture :’D also here’s a

(pt9) recipe for you! Unfortunately tumblr won’t let me send links but! if you google betty crocker cake mix crinkle cookies, it should be the first result! It’s my go to recipe for everything whether it’s someone’s birthday, there’s an event going on at school or if I just feel like making something easy and sweet! There’s also only 4 ingredients (plus vanilla if you want but it’s not necessary) and you can use any flavor of cake mix or even add additional chocolate chips/fillings if you want! ^^

(pt10) I’ve tried it with red velvet cake mix and white chocolate as well as with vanilla cake mix and crushed oreos and they always come out super great! ^^ And aw that’s okay! :’))) What song drew you to them? Oof personally I feel like an nct granny LOOOL I remember the day smrookies dropped jeno’s teaser photo and I thought he looked SO YOUNG (jokes on me tho bc I’m only about 6 months older than him HAHAHA) and yeah for sure!!! it’s so wholesome to see! ^-^ AND!!! absolutely xiaojun this era

(pt11) just.. let’s say he reALLY rode up my bias list in the shortest amount of time AHAHA and yesss 90s love was super cute! (my inner Canadian is thriving at the whole hockey concept LOOL) and AHH when everyone else joined in and theY ALL SANG FROM HOME TOGETHER I JUST- a single tear definitely escaped HAHA AND AHH OF COURSE Faded in my last song definitely takes the cake too and I’d say the same with Music, Dance and Deja Vu too!! Honestly their whole album is such a great time ahh :’) AND!!!

(pt12) AW I think you’re super fun too!!!!!! (AND SUPER SWEET??? I’M- I don’t know hOw many times I’ve had to stop myself from accidentally liking a post of yours (your gifs are lovely!) or following you BUT!!! expect a lot of that when I reveal myself LMAO) :’>>>> fjghdkjhfg Talky squad! ^^ And that’s great to hear!!!! My heart stOPPED when I sent each one bc tumblr didn’t give me the mssg that they sent and I FREAKED OUT AHAHAHA and that’s great to hear! and aw that’s really sweet that you guys

(pt13) got to chat! And thank you! My day is going quite okay thanks! a little downside is that my work contacted me this morning and said there were a couple positive cases at one of my job sites when I worked a couple weeks ago so at the moment I’m chilling in my room for the next few days just in case. I’ve been feeling just fine so I’m hoping all will be well soon! On the positive side, my albums arrived today and I pulled a Xiaojun pc and died aHAHA and I’m really loving all the freebies

(pt14) that came with it! Stickers are always a delight to get :’)) (even tho I’m usually too scared to use them! xD) I also got a chance to talk to some kind people at work and that’s always nice! ^^ and aw that’s so great :’000 i’m really happy you guys had a great time and got to eat yummy food!!!!! Here’s also a burning question for you! Do you possibly have a favourite hyuck era? Asking for research purposes ofc hehe 👀👀👀

(pt15) hope your day is going swell so far! p.s. will try my best to keep these a bit shorter bc i can only send 5 asks per hr :’o + also you're an infinite fan aaa!!!!! i used to be a big fan back in the day hehe - ss☃️🎄

Thank you!!! we did have a great time :>

Farms are fun, I just love spending time away from the city sometimes hahaha KJFNDVKJDNK yes, I honestly am ok with being at home for long periods of time (huge homebody here), but it’s been a year already and I just want to go out and sit under the sun for a few minutes HAHAHAH (for a few minutes only bc I usually can’t stand being directly under the sun OTL)

OOOOHHH INFP Scorpio twins eheheh, when’s your birthday??? must have been recently so I’m wishing you a late happy birthday💕 and yes, I need to look a bit more into numerology as well because I have no idea what my number means fdkjndfk.

OMG!!! an art student!!! That’s so cool :< I hope I get to see some of your art after the event! eheheh. What’s your favorite medium? Favorite thing to draw/paint? :)

I was so curious too!!! I loved NCT Dream’s Season’s Greetings concept last year! and I don’t have any NCT merchandise so I just jumped in for it this year kjdfnkdvfk I liked both concepts but I decided to get 127′s! BOTH VERSIONS OF PT.2!!! EXCITING! Whic PCs did you get??? (Also who is (are) your bias(es)??? omg dkfjnfvkjd) !!!!!!! I absolutely love botw too!! and I play osu as well :D but lately I’ve just been playing Genshin Impact and Overwatch! (OMGGG I’ll definitely let you know if I do!!!)

I know Hereditary!!! I haven’t watched it yet! but I have watched The Witch from A24 and it was really interesting! (which youtube channel? o: I love watching movie analysis videos!!) LKFDNKFDMFL and yes, please, I love getting songs recs, discovering new music is so fun! I’ll share here some songs that I’ve been listening to a lot lately!:

Nlve x Sam Kim — Like a Fool

DPR LIVE — Jam & Butterfly

SOLE — haPPiness

eaJ x Seori — It just is

eaJ x keshi — Pillows

Woosung — Face

OMG I just watched a video that showed similar looking cookies!!! they look so yummy! I’ll save this recipe and maybe I’ll try to bake some for Christmas eheheh thank you!!!!

I knew of NCT since their debut but AHAHAHA you see, I felt a bit funny because I’m older than many members JKFNDJK so I avoided them until around Superhuman/Boom when some friends exposed me to their music during a trip we made for a Got7 concert, a week with them was enough for me to go back home straight to search more about NCT, and here I am now : D

AND YESSSS when they all joined to sing From Home on the stage :((( I’m also about to cry each time I watch the MV for the rearranged version KJNVFNKD (omg!! I’ve always wanted to go to Canada! I can imagine the hockey concept was exciting ahahah) but yeah! I absolutely agree, love love LOVE the album!

Awww :< <3 that’s SO relatable LMAO I was just saying to my friends the other day “don’t you sometimes get the urge to like your own anon on you event person’s blog????” AHAHAH thank you for thinking my gifs are lovely;; I just started giffing this year and it’s been really fun so far :D

Oh god :(( I hope you’re okay! that sounds a bit scary;; please take care :< but I’m glad that your albums got there and that you got to talk to nice at work! (stickers are always great!!! yes!! though I tend to save them and never use them as well ahahah)

FAVORITE ERA? god that’s a difficult question KJFNDVKJ well, my favorite Dream song is MFAL but I have no idea if it’s my favorite era...... I also really really really liked Superhuman (his silver hair????? gorgeous) so maybe those two would be the answer kjndfkdk and yes!!! I’ve been an Infinite fan since their debut! and Sunggyu was my bias until Haechan happened hahahah (I’ve been a kpop fan since around 2008 : D hbu???) I think I asked here earlier but who’s your NCT bias/es?? o: are there any other kpop groups that you really like? :)

BIG EDIT: RIDIN’ ERA HAECHAN IS A BIG FAVORITE TOO his hair was at a beautiful length and that eyebrow piercing.............*cries*

Big edit 2: .......ridin’ is the favorite era, I stil like MFAL as a song more, but Ridin’ era haechan is......deadly

#Secret Santa anon🎄#asks

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