#I’d also bake him the best pie

[cinnajun]

ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: cooking with zb1

a/n: i’m not the greatest cook myself so apologies if some of this is terribly misinformed, but i can bake okay (during quarantine i’d bake when in class sooo)

notes: yujin is not included due to his age!

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jiwoong is a monster when it comes to cooking, but NOT baking. give this man a grill and a slab of meat and you have a masterpiece, but give him a mixing bowl and a recipe and he’s clueless. as such, assuming you’re a good baker, you and jiwoong are the perfect summer barbecue couple, and the ideal dinner party couple. but, i think the real fun is when you make jiwoong bake with you—you offer as much help as you can, but let him take the wheel. he can make it through brownies and cookies, but his weakness is bread—he doesn’t like how long he has to wait. he also doesn’t understand why he has to punch the dough???? i also think he doesn’t understand why you need to make it yourself when you can just go to the store…and when you say you can buy cookies at the store too, he says it’s “different.” okay then!

zhang hao is a princess and therefore does not cook or bake. and, when he does, it is a meal only HIS taste buds enjoy…my reference is whatever he was doing in camp zb1 with that soup. the nice thing is that he loves whatever you make, no matter what it is. you could put slop in front of him and, as long as it was constructed by you, he would eat the entire bowl. hao feels very loved when you cook him a meal or bake him a little treat, especially when he comes home to it. there’s no better feeling (in his opinion) than opening the front door and immediately smelling a batch of cookies cooling on the kitchen counter. because he’s far from home, i think hao will feel especially warm when he comes home to you making any sort of food he had often back home—so perhaps give his mom a call and ask for some recipes.

sung hanbin can’t cook very well, but can bake okay! perhaps you’ll be gifted some cold toast from time to time, but at least it comes with the opportunity to look at his face. but, if you ask hanbin for a fun drink … THAT is a different story. sung hanbin is the god of fun drinks, so if you’re a beverage person, he’s the exact right guy for you to date. he has a million fancy drink tools in his kitchen (an espresso machine, a high-tech blender that costs an arm and a leg, etc) and can make you anything you want. he also can make a MEAN shirley temple, which is an essential quality in a person. hanbin’s absolute favorite thing to do though is have you bake some fun dessert that he can make the perfect drink to pair it with—whether it be bitter coffee or a sweet smoothie, it brings him a lot of joy. it also brings him a lot of joy to enjoy both of the creations with you while you tell him all about how your week went.

matthew can do everything in the kitchen. say what you will, but MAN, matthew can make a MEAL. i mean the fries he made on camp zb1 looked so delicious and he straight-up did that himself. i think your favorite pastime in a relationship with matthew is watching him cook because he will roll up his sleeves and chop away at whatever he’s making, making the muscles come out. especially if he’s dealing with anything that might be sort of tough, and he often is because he likes to show off—if you ask him to make you an apple pie, he will rip the apples in half in front of you. i also think he likes to narrate what he’s doing like he’s on a cooking show, and will proceed to tell you that there’s going to be a test on what he taught the next day. matthew loves cooking for you, so make sure you let him know that you love what he cooks with a kiss on the cheek and a big “thank you” :)

taerae is decently good at both. he’s not exactly the best cook or the number one baker, but he knows enough to make some good food. i think he’d prefer cooking/baking with you rather than by himself, and you pretty much do, too. one of you will pick a recipe and assign tasks to the other, whether it be chopping up a carrot or grating some cheese. sometimes, he’ll jokingly pretend like he’s gordon ramsey and sarcastically joke about how “bad” you are at skinning the potato, and other times he will shout these bizarre “you’re doing great!” messages while he’s trying not to burn himself taking something out of the oven. then, when you’re close to finishing the food, you’ll sometimes throw together an easy dessert, like brownies or mug cakes, which will be done right as you finish eating. together, the two of you can make pretty good meals!

ricky is solidly okay at cooking, and not as okay at baking. i don’t think it’s intrinsic to him, though, he just never really tried to teach himself how to do either. he can boil water and make himself instant noodles, but he’s not crafting a perfectly cooked salmon over the most delicious rice you’ve ever had. there are other things ricky would instead dedicate himself to, like dancing or upgrading his wardrobe, so he’s never tried to upgrade his cooking skills. in fact, he’s kind of glad he never did, because now he can force you to teach him all that he wants to know. he basks in the light of your complete attention as you help him peel a potato, your hands over his as you drag the peeler across the vegetable. then, when you finish the meal, he revels in your praise as you compliment his “newfound skills” in pasta making. just make sure not to tell him you know what he’s doing.

i think gyuvin would be good at both!! judging by his snack bag, he cares a lot about yummy food and thus can carry himself in the kitchen. although, i think he’d be a lot better at baking than cooking. it’s just easier to follow a recipe to a t, and once you teach yourself how to gauge whether or not something is over-mixed, it’s smooth sailing from there. from soft and custardy lemon bars to hard-headed creme brulee, gyuvin loves gifting you with little sweet treats every week. when you were in high school, he’d bake you a treat and give it to you every friday, loving how your eyes would light up at the sight of his mom’s purple tupperware. in particular, i think gyuvin would be a good cake baker, and he absolutely goes all out for your birthday. flowers crafted with icing, any flavor your heart desires, and the most beautiful array of candles he could find—it makes you happier than you can describe. and then he gets you a super lame gift because he spent all his money on cake supplies lol

gunwook is a cook, but decidedly not a baker. his specialties happen to be any sort of stir fry and really good instant noodles, and his weaknesses are anything that requires him to stick a knife in to check if it’s done. he refuses to learn how to bake, too, because the idea that he isn’t immediately good at something terrifies him to the core and makes him feel a little sick to his stomach. the thing is, though, you don’t even know gunwook is a terrible baker for at least a year of your relationship. you automatically assume he can bake yummy cookies just from how delicious the meals he makes for you are. so, when you ask him to make you cookies and he says no almost instantly, you’re absolutely shocked—and then he lets it slip that he can’t bake for the life of him. you then learn that he hates it when you bring it up, so you stay quiet and let him sulk on his own, enjoying the taste of his yummy pork stir fry.

thank you for reading !

tags: @happysmileybee @wtfhyuck

#cinna.zb1 #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone x reader #zb1 fluff #zb1 reactions #zb1 headcanons #zb1 scenarios #jiwoong x reader #zhang hao x reader #sung hanbin x reader #seok matthew x reader #taerae x reader #shen ricky x reader #gyuvin x reader #gunwook x reader #req

[mrs-k0zume]

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 || 𝐊. 𝐊𝐎𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐄 ~

kenma kozume being a sugar daddy has been on my mind a lot lately. so have some fluffy headcanons of sugar daddy kozume. 🎀 words can’t even explain how much i am absolutely in love with this man.

“i love you so much. here’s my card. all for you”

- kenma would be the type of boyfriend that would give you money if you don’t have any for the vending machine or he’ll buy you something as a small gift if you’re ever feeling hungry.

- kenma would also be the type to buy video games that remind him of you so the two of you could play together. he would also buy you small gifts from game stop so he could see that cute expression of yours light up in pure joy.

- but ever since you got married, it all went from vending machine money and small toys as gifts to luxury bags and red bottom heels. kenma made so much extra money that he didn’t need so he gave it all to chanel and dior to surprise you. kenma is bored and couldn’t care less about where his money goes, he just wants to show his love to make up for the time he doesn’t give.

- he kinda has an addiction to buying things for the people he cared for (especially you) that if you were to have his baby, he/she would be dolled up in baby dior. that baby would grow up to be spoiled as hell so make sure you learn to use the word “no” if they start asking for too much or if kenma’s the one that’s giving too much.

“daddy, mama said no..”

“well mommy needs to learn to give a little more freedom..”

ah yes, i think we all know who the fun parent is (not u)

- kenma would sometimes reassure you that he’s doing this all to make you happy no matter how many times you tell him to stop wasting his money. he’d say something like “it’s okay i don’t mind.” or something like “i just want you to be happy.” and you’ll go with it of course since you love him and you’re great full too.

(you better be.)

- kenma is never one to go out but if you were to ever ask to go somewhere to eat as a date, then you better wear your best silk dress and heels. he doesn’t get to spend much time with you due to work so when he does he’s going to make the time count. he’s taking you to a formal dinner.

(but i’d say his go-to date would be watching a movie or any kind of at-home activity.)

- why not give him something in return? bake him an apple pie with a side of fried apples and a glass of apple juice to wash it down. now that hits to spot for him every time. and there you go. you just earned yourself a pearl necklace.

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[ambrosiagoldfish]

Hello! Would I be able to request edric blight x m!reader. Maybe a small fix about edric asking reader to grom. Thank you in advance

A/n: I had a really fun Time writing this!! It’s a lot longer than a “small fic” but I hope that’s ok, if you would want to see another fic at some point with them actually going to Grom, I’d love to write that as well! Also please tell me if i misspelled anything. Thank you for requesting!! O_O

Word count: 2489

Edric Blight x Male reader

TW/ None! But there is Edric being a little self deprecating!

Grom Jitters

This couldn't be happening…

This CAN’T be happening! As much as he would like to complain about it, Edric only had himself to blame. “What for?” you may be asking. Well, Starting a few days ago Edric, may or may not have let it slip to Emira and Amity that he, may or may not have a big fat crush on you. He wasn't the best at hiding secrets, especially from his sisters, but he thought he could at the very least keep this one. 

But of course, he couldn't, as soon as his sisters started talking about who they were going with to Grom, his mind immediately started to wander to you. He started thinking about the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you like, how you patiently listened to him talk, and the times you brought him snacks, even though he didn't ask for them.

He knew he had a silly crush before but he didn't realize how much he actually liked you. How much he wants you to be there with him, dance with him… just have fun with him.

“I want to go with Y/n” Edric sighs, it takes him a second before he even realizes he said it out loud. His back quickly went straight, he really hoped they didn't hear him but it was clearly written on their faces. The room was quiet for what felt like an eternity, but it couldn't have been more than a few seconds. But then it happened, the hurricane of questions began to be flung at him.

“Y/n?!” They both scream

“When are you gonna ask Him?” Amity asks,

“No offense but Y/n is way out of your league,” Emira says bluntly

“Rude, but… true. And I'm not going to ask Him! And even if I did, I doubt He'd want to go with me.  He probably has a date already too.” Edric says as he slumps back into his chair, hands covering his face,  excuse after excuse leaving his lips. 

“Hey, don't talk like that Ed, from what I’ve been told by Luz and him, He doesn't have one yet.” Amity reassures him, He slowly moves his hands from his face, before looking away to the corner of the room.

“Well even if that's true, I think he would just laugh at me for even asking him that.” Edic grips his hair lightly just imagining the embarrassing thought.

“OK Ed, now you're just being ridiculous, you know he wouldn’t do that!” Emira says, nudging his shoulder a bit. They were right, Y/n wouldn't do that, He is far too nice to ever dream of doing that to someone. 

“Come on Ed, you might as well try! The worst he can say is no.” Amity once again reassures. Edric Looks back at his sisters, they clearly won't take no for an answer. 

“Ugh… Fine.” He stretches his words then leans back up in his chair, “So… How do I ask him?

The girls thought for a moment

“You could write them a poem?” Amity thinks out loud

“No, the last time I did that I got stood up” 

“To be fair, you did accidentally send it to their mom” Emira snickered as Edric’s face flushed a bright red.

“How about you… bake him something? I baked Luz a Fairy pie when I had a crush on her.” Amity lists more ideas

“Hmm,  I do get good grades in the Potions track, surely baking couldn't be too different,” Edric thought  “Ok, Baking it is!” 

“Ok then, so with that settled, we will help you bake and you will ask him the day before Grom!” Emria Said clapping her hands.

3 days later

“OK Ed, I had Luz ask Y/n what his favorite flavor of cookies is, and she also gave us a recipe she memorized from the human realm, so surely this should suffice.” Amity began laying stuff on the counter “I had to get the ingredients myself as Luz is busy occupying Y/n all day.”

“Wait, Where’s Emira?” Edric asked

“Oh, she's out grabbing some last-minute things for us, she'll be back soon.”

“Alright then, Time to make the best cookies Y/n would ever try!” And with that Amity and Edric began to work.

Amity set the oven to preheat as Edric sat out the supplies they needed, then Amity began to read the ingredients and Edric put them in,

“Then after the vanilla, butter, and sugar is mixed well add in flour, salt, and-” Amity stopped.

“And what?” Edric asked, confused but then Amity carried on.

“-and Baking soda, Now, I couldn't find “Baking Soda”  but I did find this regular soda in the night market, but I doubt there will be much difference,” Amity said closing the written recipe and placing it on the counter

“How much did the recipe say to add in?” Edric asked

“The note didn't say how much, hmm will just add one can just to be safe.” 

With that, they poured the soda into the cookie mix and stirred it until ready, 

“That should do it,” Edric said, wiping the sweat from his forehead. “Time for it to go into the oven for…10 minutes and we can let them cool.”

As they are waiting for the cookies to bake, Emira comes through the door holding something behind her back.

“Hey, how's the cookies going? I got the stuff you wanted, Mittens” Emira says, handing Amity a bouquet of red flowers. Edric forgot the name of the flowers but he knows they are pretty common amongst couples on the boiling isles.

“What are those for?” Edric asks

“Ed, Surely you can't be that dense right?” Emira says a slight chuckle escaping her lips at her twins' oblivious nature.

“I had Emira fetch you some flowers for Y/n. According to Willow, these were Y/n’s favorites when she showed him her flower collection.” Amity said, wrapping a ribbon around the bouquet to complete it.

*Beep**Beep**Beep**Beep*

“Ah, looks like the cookies are done,” Amity said putting on an oven mitt and opening the door to see…”Um… Ed, we have a little bit of a problem”

“What? What's wrong?!” Ed walks in a hurry to the oven to see the issue.

Where what should have been “the best cookies Y/n would ever try” was a cookie tray filled with melting, liquid, cookie(?) mix. Amity quickly took them out of the oven and placed them on the stove. 

“Uh no! What happened?! It should have turned out good.” Edric almost yelled before sinking to the floor of the kitchen.

“I'm sorry Ed. Maybe the cookies weren't meant to happen, we still have the flowers.” Emira said, sitting next to her twin and patting him on the shoulder. 

“But I really wanted to give Y/n something before I asked him. He deserves more than just flowers.” Edric put his hand in his hand.

Everything was quiet for a moment until Amity let out a noise as if she had an idea. She slowly walked over to the tray filled with melting cookie mix and picked it up.

“What are you doing Mittens?” Emira asked 

Without answering Amity walked over to the freezer and put the tray in. 

“If I'm right, you may still have something to give Y/n,” Amity said 

“What do you mean Mittens, you saw them, there is no fixing that” Edric felt like crying, of course, it has to be him who always fails to get dates because HE can't do anything right. First with that poem now this. Everything is a disaster. 

“Just go get ready and Emira and I will handle it”

“But i don't have anything-”

“Ed, trust us ok?” Amity cut him off

Edric nodded his head and made his way to his room to get ready.

After he got ready, mainly just taking a shower and making his concealment stone make him look how he wanted,, he heard Emira call him down,

“Edric! It's almost time to ask Y/n come on down!” Emira yelled

He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen where Emira and Amity were. 

“Guys, I don't know if I can do this anymore. I don't have a good gift, and-” Edric was cut off by Emira sticking something sweet in his mouth.

“You were saying” Emira asks i smile on her face

“I was saying-'' Edric tried to continue but the taste of whatever was in his mouth tasted delicious.``What was that?” He asked

“Our “Cookie” mix disaster” Amity said handing him another one

“What?! These can't be them, they don't even look like cookies and they definitely do aren’t melted like last time.” Edric wasn't believing it

‘Yeah, I definitely wouldn't call them “cookies” now,  it's more of a taffy or fudge now.” Amity says, handing a piece to Emira. 

“But how?-” He was cut off again.

“After I figured out that the mix clearly wasn't gonna bake, I decided to put them in the freezer to see if it would solidify” Amity explained 

“And if you look at them, I'd say she did a pretty good job, right Ed?” She cracked a smile

Edric ran up to his sisters and hugged them tight while saying more “thank you” than anyone could count.

“OK Ed, enough hugging, you'll be late for you to meet up with Y/n, Luz says she's almost out of ideas to keep him occupied,” Amity said with a slight laugh. ”We can take my staff and I can drop you off”

They then quickly put the Disaster “cookie” mix candy in a pretty thermos container (Also bought by Emira) to keep it cold and put the bouquet of flowers in Edric's bag and made their way to Y/n.

When they got there they saw Luz and Y/n hanging out on a bench by the park. Just seeing Y/n made Edric’s body hot, and he realized what kind of situation he's actually in. He is about to confess to his crush, with flowers and food. It's pretty cheesy when he actually thinks about it. 

But is he ready to do this? Some part of him thinks it may be a dream ‘This couldn't be happening, This CAN’T be happening’ he thought but he remembers everything everyone’s done for him just to have him do this. He wants to do this, he will do this. He can't keep hiding his feelings. 

After a few moments, they land and they walk over to where Luz and Y/n are sitting.

“Amity And E-Edric what a completely unexpected pair that I totally didn't know was coming! It's good to see you haha! Luz tries (and fails) to fake surprise. She then runs up to Amity and gives her a hug. “Hey Hermosa!” Edric walks over and sits next to Y/n

“Hey Edric, what are you and Amity doing here so late?” Y/n asks looking into Edric's eyes

“I umm-” he clears his throat ”-I could ask you the same Y/n” He replied giving a smile, Y/n laughs.

“Well uh, I actually don’t know,” Y/n rubbed the back of his head “Luz told me she ‘had something cool she wanted me to see’ but right after she kept telling me ‘But wait! I know an even more interesting thing’ and it just kinda went for a while hehe” Y/n explained

‘What a way to keep someone distracted’ Edric thought

“But if you want to know all the interesting things we saw, ask Luz 'cause there were way too many for me to keep track of, she should be talking to Amity over-” When Y/n went to point he saw… well nothing. Except for 2 people flying away on a staff.

“Talk to you later Y/n! Eda wants me to be back at the owl house so Amity is taking me home, byyyye!!” Luz shouts while waving bye in their direction.

“Looks like they ditched us,” Y/n laughed “but it's fine, it's getting pretty late is it?” Y/n Looked up at the sky, looking at the dim red of the evening.

“I could  walk you home if you want?” Edric asked hoping he’d say yes

“I’d love that,” Y/n smiled

Edric thought for a moment, if he didn't do it now he might not be able to on the way to y/n’s house. 

“Before we go… You wanna talk a bit?” Edric asks, trying not to sound too desperate.

“Course’ Ed, you know I like talking to you” Y/n laughed

Slowly but surely Edric began to build his confidence to ask him until finally he tried to blurt something out but was cut off.

“So about Grom, that's tomorrow, isn't it? Y/n asked, Edric only nodded “I completely forgot about it” Y/n laughed

“Are… Are you going? Edric asked 

“Hmm, I don't know,  I don't have anyone to go with, no one asked me yet.” Y/n replied his eyes looking up at the dimming sky, “I might not even go, considering I don't have a date,”

“If you had a... date, would you? Edric asked another question while slowly shuffling around.

“Yeah, but it'd have to be someone I truly care for and love,” Y/n said smiley, he then looked away from the sky and turned to look at Edric, “What about you Ed-” Y/n stopped seeing the sight in front of him, 

Edric Blight, on one knee, holding a box of candies and flowers in each hand, looking up at him,

“Y/n.. Will you please go to Grom with me? I've liked you a lot ever since I met you and I've been afraid of telling you how I feel, in fear that you’d hate me or something. But I'm asking you now.” Edric confesses

“Ed, I…” Y/n paused, shock written over his face. Edric began fearing the worst the longer Y/n took to answer. 

“You don't have to if you don't want to… We can just forget this ever happened-” Edric was cut off when Y/n bent down and gave him a kiss on the cheek, a warm blush covering his face.

“I would love to Edric,” Y/n finally gave his answer, 

“Really?!” Edric shot up, almost spilling the candy.

“Yes Ed, I want to go with you” Y/n laughed taking the candy and flowers from Edric before grabbing his hand to hold. “You want to walk me back Ed?

“Of course!” Edric replied swiftly

As they were walking, hand in hand, Y/n took a piece of candy out of the box and tried one

“Wow! These are amazing Edric! I've never had these before, How’d you make them?” Y/n said his eyes lighting up.

 Edric laughed, “It's a long story..”

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[mvltixcc]

Girls Like Girls - Robin Buckley X Cheerleader!Reader

Summary: Robin has a crush on the new girl in town. Y/N is also a new member of the cheer squad, which means Robin sees her all the time at games and other school events. Unfortunately, Robin is put in a tough situation. She's scared to talk to her because the cheerleaders have a reputation of being mean girls and she fears that Y/N may not feel the same. Little does Robin know that Y/N does not appear as she seems. Y/N becomes best friends with Eddie, which seems unlikely at the surface due to different social circles. This leads to rumors of course and word spreads like wildfire here at Hawkins, which then makes Robin's feelings even more confusing. After hanging out with Steve and the gang, Robin starts to see a different side to Y/N. Will they end up together or will they just remain friends?

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Chapter 5

“Hey pretty lady!” You say skipping up to Robin as she walked into work. 

“Hey stranger!” She responded with a smile. 

“Are you doing anything for Thanksgiving this year?” You asked, twirling your skirt.

“Oh I um-” Robin cleared her throat. “I don’t have anything going on actually. My parents are gonna be out of town on a trip they've had planned for over a year, why do you ask?” 

“I was having a little get together with some people since it’s just gonna be me and my family, I thought maybe you’d like to join!” You suggested. Robin’s face lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning. “I’d love to!” She proclaimed. 

“Oh yay! How exciting, all 6 of us are gonna have so much fun!” You said, Robin’s facial expression dropping at this. 

“6? Who um, who else will be there exactly?” Robin questioned.

“Well my family and I of course! Steve will be there too since his parents aren't really around much. And also Eddie as well, his uncle is gonna be working that day and I didn't want him to be alone.” You stated.

“Oh okay, that’s- that's great! I cant wait!” Robin tried to hide her disappointment. 

“Yay!! I’ll see you there! Okay, I’m off you have a good shift! Don’t drive her too crazy, Harrington.” You joked as you headed out the door.

“But that’s my job!” Steve replied. He turned to Robin and noticed the mood change. “What’s wrong?” He asked.

She sighed. “I didn’t know Eddie was gonna be at this get together. I thought it was gonna be like-”

“A date?” Steve questioned. 

“Maybe I guess, I don’t know.” Robin said, putting her head in her hands. 

“I still don’t see why you don’t make the first move?” Steve suggested. 

“Oh I don’t know, maybe because it would end totally horrifically. Catastrophic even!” She exclaimed. 

“But you don’t know that, maybe it won't end the way you think it will.” He said.

“Look, can we just drop it please?” Robin asked, getting ready to start her shift. Steve nodded and went to stock the candy.

“Well don’t you look nice!” Steve complimented as he picked up Robin. 

“Thanks dingus, you don’t look too bad yourself.” She thanked her friend. 

“What the hell is that?” Steve asked, pointing to the container in her lap.

“It’s a pie, what have you never seen a pie before?” She joked.

“Since when do you bake?” He scoffed as he continued to drive to Y/N’s house.

“Don’t be stupid, I bought this from the store. You really think that I’m gonna make her eat a pie that I don’t know how to make? Plus, at least I brought something, I don’t see you with anything.” Robin stated. 

“Uh huh okay whatever Buckley.” He laughed.

As Steve drove the rest of the way to the destination, Robin’s nervousness increased. She spent all week trying to make everything perfect for today. From her hair, her outfit, and what she would say in a conversation. She practiced VERY hard with that as she didn’t want to be a rambling mess in front of you. She got so lost in her anxious thoughts that she didn’t even notice that they had arrived. 

“Earth to Robin, hellooo?” Steve said, waving his hand in front of Robin’s face trying to capture her attention. 

“What huh, sorry.” She replied coming back to reality. 

“Look who was waiting for you.” Steve said pointing to the door, she saw you standing there in this cute outfit waving at the both of them. A blush began to creep upon her face. The pair got out of the car and made their way toward you. 

“I’m so happy you guys are here! Come in come in!” You said leading your friends inside. Everyone was sitting there chatting and eating snacks. Robin looked around expecting to see your parents. “So guys this is my nana and papa, and this is Steve and Robin!” Y/N said introducing the two friends to your family. 

“And I’m Eddie.” Eddie said as he stuffed his face with cheese cubes.

“Yes Eds we all know who you are.” You chuckled at him. “Now save some cheese for the rest of us!” You say slapping the cheese out of his hand. This made everyone laugh.  

Everyone began to converse with one another and having a good time, which you were glad. You took hosting VERY seriously and wanted everyone to get along. You made sure that everything was perfect for today. “Hey, where did you want me to put this pie?” Robin asked as she approached you in the kitchen.

You turned around to face her, “oh um you can set it on the counter over there.” You say pointing to the free spot. You went back to adding the finishing touches to everything. 

“Is there anything you need help with?” Robin asked, now standing next to you. 

“Yes actually! Can you put the potatoes into the bowl over there for me please?” You asked kindly. Robin nods and starts to help out. She finishes up and is shocked at herself that she didn’t drop any. 

“Alright everyone, time to eat! Ah go wash your hands you goose!” You said smacking Eddie's hand as he was reaching for the rolls. 

"Ouch! Will you stop smacking my hands?" Eddie chuckled.

He returned and everyone sat down and began to eat. The food was being passed around as well as the stories, especially from your papa. Boy did he love to tell his stories. Robin was having a great time, all her anxiety was gone by this point. She was sitting next to you,  just enjoying your company and that was all that mattered most to her. ‘Maybe everything would be okay after all.' She thought to herself. Boy was she so very wrong.

Your grandparents had just went to bed so now it was just the 4 of you hanging out. Steve and Robin were in the living room while Eddie was helping you clean up. While Steve and Robin were dancing, they heard a screech coming from the kitchen. They both ran to see what had happened. There you were being playful with Eddie. He was chasing you around with olives on his fingers. “BWAH!!” Eddie said as he chased you. 

“Stop, that’s so gross, you don’t even like olives anyways!!” You chuckled, trying to get away from him. He wrapped you up in his arms and lifted you up in the air. “Ahhh put me down you weirdo!!” You yelled.

Robin’s heart sank as she watched the scene unfold in front of her. She felt tears brimming her eyes. She pushed past Steve and grabbed her coat. Steve tried to call out for her to stop, but she ran out of the house. Y/N heard the door slam and Eddie set you down to go see what had happened. You walked into the living room and saw that both Robin and Steve were gone. You opened the front door and saw the car was now gone too. You felt a wave of sadness hit. Had you done something wrong for them to leave so suddenly? Without a goodbye at that. Eddie noticed the sadness in your eyes.

“Hey come here.” He said pulling you into a hug. “Maybe there was an emergency, I know it’s hard not to take it personal, but try not to, okay? At least not until you know what happened.” He hated seeing you so sad. "Come on, let's go finish up in the kitchen." You nodded and followed him.

"Alright here you go." You say handing Eddie the containers of food.

"Thanks, Wayne is gonna be thrilled to have this when he gets home from work." He thanked. "You know how he loves your cooking."

"Anytime!" You said trying to flash a smile, but in the back of your mind you couldn't stop thinking about Robin. Eddie could see the look on your face.

"I know." Eddie said as he pulled you into a hug. "Everything will be okay, I'm here for you always." He pulled away. "How about I come over tomorrow and we can do something just the two of us yeah?" He suggested.

"I'd really like that." You said with a smile. Eddie always knew how to make you feel better.

Eddie pulls you in for another hug. "Perfect, I'll see you tomorrow then okay peach?" You nod.

You helped him out to his van with all the food you had packed him and said your goodbyes. As he pulled out of the driveway he waved at you and you waved back. Then he drove on home and you were left alone to your thoughts. You went upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. You couldn't help but cry as you were in there. You never wanted to upset anyone and the thought of you doing that to Robin affected you deeply. After your shower, you crawled into bed and passed out.

Some time had passed since the last time you saw Robin. She wasn’t at school the week after everything had happened so you’ve tried calling and going to her house, but you heard nothing. And even when she finally came back, she avoided you. She just won't talk to you and that devastated you. You weren’t sure what had happened, so you didn’t know how to make things right.

Steve was no help either, he wanted to tell you because you were his friend too but he had to respect Robin’s wishes. You had quit your job at the family video because it made you too sad going there and not being with Robin.

You’d cry to Eddie all the time about how sad it made you and he was there for you the best he could, he hated seeing you like this. Eddie knew how much you cared for Robin. He even tried to reach out to Robin to try and fix whatever had happened, but he got nowhere.

It was now Christmas time and Steve had invited you over for a small get together. Part of you had hoped Robin would be there, but the chances of that were low. You still had gotten her a gift anyways, you didn’t want her to feel like you stopped caring about her. You finally had your own car so that meant no more Eddie driving you around everywhere, not that he’d complain anyways. You pulled up to Steve’s house and grabbed the gifts out of your trunk, soon making your way to the front door. 

“Well look who decided to finally show up!” Steve said as he opened the door for you. You couldn't see him because of the big pile of gifts you had, but you could tell it was him by the sound of his voice. “Got enough gifts there Y/N?” He chuckled, helping you take some inside. 

“Hey I didn’t want anyone to go without a gift!” You stated.

“Even me?” You heard someone say from behind. You turned around to see who it was and once the realization had hit, you ran right into their arms. 

“God I’ve missed you so much.” You said softly as your voice began to break, tears welling up in your eyes.

“I missed you too Y/N.” Robin replied, hugging you tightly.

You pulled away to face her, tears streaming down your face at this point. “I’m so so so beyond sorry Robin, I-” She interrupted you. 

“No no, there’s no need to apologize. You’ve done nothing wrong. There was just- a lot going on in my head and I needed some time to work through it.” She said, wiping your tears. You hugged her again not wanting to let go, you truly did miss her. 

“So no Eddie huh?” She asked.

“No, he’s at home spending time with his uncle while they both have the time off from working.” You stated. 

“Ah I see, that’s good I guess.” Robin replied. She was a little happy that he wouldn’t be there with you so she could have you all to herself. 

“Alright come on you two, let’s go open gifts!” Steve interrupted 

Everyone sat around in a circle and opened their gifts. Everyone had gotten things that they had enjoyed or needed, like Y/N got movies, Nancy got notepads for when she did her reporting, Steve got cans of hairspray (naturally), and the kids got stuff for DND. But Robin got random stuff, things that weren't really for her or what she liked. Things like candy, stickers, or knick knacks from a gumball machine. Basic stocking stuffers. She was grateful of course, but she felt like no one really knew her or didn’t care to get her anything that she would like. That was until she opened your gift. You had gotten her favorite records as well as ones that she had been wanting to get for a long time. She had the biggest smile on her face and her heart felt so full. No one had ever payed this much attention to her, not even Steve. She felt seen and heard for once. You went over to her spot and sat next to her. 

“Merry Christmas Robin.” You said giving her a warm hug. 

“Merry Christmas Y/N.” She replied, hugging you tightly. She really had missed you a lot and she was glad to have you back. 

Next chapter

#stranger things #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley #robin buckley imagine #robin buckley x female reader #robin buckley stranger things #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x fem!reader #robin buckley fic #robin buckley x cheerleader!reader #robin buckley x cheerleader #steve harrington #eddie munson #maya hawke #stranger things 4 #stranger things fanfiction #robin buckley angst x female reader #robin buckley angst #stranger things x y/n #stranger things x reader #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley x reader fluff #eddie munson fic #steve harrington fic #lesbian #wlw

[girl-named-matty]

Can you please do headcanons for Garreth Weasley? I love your Sebastian ones but I need Garreth’s too! :D

I was waiting for someone to ask for this sweet boy!

Random Garreth headcanons by me!

Time for this sweet boy! 

Seriously, like this boy is the biggest cutie pie in the entire school. 

SO BUCKLE UP Y’ALL! 

Garreth has a LOT of siblings, I’m talking six to seven or more. The Weasley's are known for having a lot of children. 

I’d say he’s somewhere in the upper middle of the family. And as of the time in the game, he’s the oldest Weasley at Hogwarts. 

Probably has a lot of little sisters. I’d imagine when he gets home, the sisters who aren’t at school yet just bombard him with hugs and then talk his ear off about things that they did while he was gone at school. 

I feel like he’s really close with his mom and dad but he’s around his mom more because she’s home more than his dad is. 

100% a baker. 

THIS BOY CAN BAKE. 

Yeah sure he can cook but he is AMAZING at baking. He learned from his mom when he was really young and hadn’t stopped since. It gave him a sweet tooth (i’d say most of the weasleys have one). When he’s at home, he’s making something at least every day in the kitchen. 

On the topic of food, he loves it. As most of the Weasleys do, Garreth loves to eat. Anytime, anywhere, he just loves it! (and I cannot blame him lol) 

His love for experimenting potions came from experimenting in the kitchen as a kid. 

At school, his best friends without a doubt are Leander and Natty. They’re always talking and hanging out together. 

That being said, if Garreth ever found out that he and Leander were related later down the line in not one but two ways, he would literally pass out. Although it was by marriage, who wouldn’t want to be at least related to their best friend in some way?? 

Loves pulling pranks. On whoever, whenever. He also ropes Leander into them because usually they have the same person in mind when they want to prank someone and usually their pranks work, they’re pretty good at it by now. 

He gets along decently well with Sebastian. They hang out more than people think they do. 

He would hang out more with Ominis if Ominis didn’t scare the crap out of him. He doesn’t know why but he finds Ominis both very intriguing and very intimidating. 

His favorite classes are definitely Potions and Herbology. HATES Astronomy because it’s always cold up in the tower. 

Yeah this boy hates the cold. He HATES IT. 

In the winter times he’s always bundled up and he suddenly becomes super grateful that his mom and grandmas knit him all these sweaters because he’s wearing one everyday along with layers, his house scarf and his robes. He doesn’t like the cold at all. 

He’ll still go play in the snow but that doesn’t mean he won’t complain about how cold it is. 

If Garreth played quidditch, he’d definitely be a beater. 

He actually does pretty well, motivated by the fact that all his older brothers played quidditch and he doesn’t want to be the only one who didn’t and didn’t do well. 

His favorite Professors would be Professor Garlick and surprisingly Professor Sharp. As much as Professor Sharp gets on his case all the time, Garreth knows a lot of what he does about potions because Sharp has been such a good teacher. And like I explained in the Sharp hc’s where Garreth kinda grew on him, it was likewise for Garreth. 

And if you thought it was gonna be his aunt, no, it’s not. His aunt keeps him in line at school and he’s still grumpy about it. 

He’s an amazing storyteller. He grew up making up and telling stories on the fly to his younger siblings and it definitely stayed with him as he grew up. He can come up with the most brilliant ideas and make them into a story that’s entertaining for everyone. 

This boy would be the cutest, wholesome lover ever. 

The kind of one to run up to you suddenly and give you kisses all over your face. Yeah that one. 

He LOVES physical affection. It's definitely his love language. In his family its normal to be very affectionate to one another, not to mention we know every single Mrs. Weasley to ever exist has ALWAYS been motherly and affectionate and it definitely rubbed off on Garreth. He has no problem hugging, cuddling, or giving forehead/cheek kisses to anyone he’s close to. 

Leander was like (??) the first time Garreth gave him a kiss on the forehead in their first year but after that he got used to it and he actually finds it pretty sweet. 

As much as this HC would make it seem like Garreth’s boggart would probably be something to do with his family dying, honestly I think his is more similar to Rons. HE HATES SPIDERS and so when that giant spider comes running out of the boggart chest, he screams. 

He thinks they’re ugly and gross with FAR too many legs to be comfortable with. Not to mention the eyes. Ugh he just hates them. If there’s a spider at home, he’d rather let his little sisters kill it. 

He definitely thinks he’s the funniest person in the world. And although he does have a great sense of humor, sometimes it’s a very specific kind of humor that takes you a minute to get. 

Definitely slaps his knee and doubles over when he’s laughing. 

He’s not very good at remembering he has homework, tests, or other school obligations other than classes and so his Aunt Matilda is always having to remind him. And while he is very thankful for that, he’s of course gotta be salty cuz his aunt is telling him what to do. 

His baby face never really left him. As he got older his cheekbones got a little more defined but nothing super serious. This boy will always have his cute squishy cheeks in one way or another. 

I feel like if the right person was in his life at the time, he’d probably get married pretty quick after school and he DEFINITELY wants kids. And a lot of them at that. It’s like it’s a staple statement of the Weasley family. 

He’d be a great dad, always being involved in his kids' lives, he’d always try to teach them new things and at the request of his partner try to get his kids to not blow things up like he did. 

Overall he really is just the sweetest boy in all of Hogwarts. 

Ugh I just love him! I'll definitely do a part 2 for him soon!

#hogwarts legacy #hl #Garreth Weasley #garreth weasley fanfiction #ITS WEASLEY WEDNESDAY YALL #weasley wednesday #Garreth weasley headcanons #Hogwarts legacy headcanons #Hogwarts legacy fanfiction #The weasleys

[autumn-sweet-fae]

Y'know, I could totally see Ingo and Akari just... accidentally forming a Team (somewhere in between Team Skull and Team Yell in terms of actual crimes). There would be some people who would absolutely assume the best of Ingo and Akari and just. Try to inconvenience the researchers as much as possible.

It starts off with a few Nimbasa natives who moved to Sinnoh, because that is their train man, and they will fight the world for him. Then, some Pearl Clan descendents who recognize Ingo's tunic and Sneasler join up. As Ingo and Akari help more people, some of the people they help join this new Team. Unova natives from outside Nimbasa start joining up once the Soxial Media War starts up. After Ingo and Akari's stint with Team Galactic, a few grunts switch teams because Ingo is the best dad/uncle ever and he actually listened to them and validated their feelings. In the brief period of time between the egg debacle and Ingo and Akari's names getting cleared, their ranks suddenly swell with a bunch of angry breeders.

Ingo and Akari are very confused and touched by all this when they find out.

Yes! I love this!! 🤩

The only thing I’d tweak is that their first members of their unofficial team would be the school children they first battled and were very kind to. The kids spread the word of mouth to other kids and suddenly Ingo and Akari are also being given extra random goodies along with their winning tips. There even one kid who gives them his mothers freshly baked pecha berry pie that he stole from the kitchen windowsill that morning.

And yes, Nimbasa/Unova transplants definitely try to help them out, weather it be actively getting in the way of or distracting those that are chasing them, or just tearing down the wanted posters they find taped up in the poke mart. They share every article and talking point Elesa’s PR put out. There are even those that have Zoroark who teach them Ingo’s appearance so to confuse the cops with their illusions.

The Pearl clan descendants are a bit spread out over Sinnoh now-a-days, but most still get together for festivals all over Sinnoh. The leaders of the clan are the ones who organize allot of the events and keep the traditions and the histories alive. So when they hear of this ‘Ingo’ who had made off with extinct pokemon including a ‘Tall Sneasel’, they all immediately know something is up. All the little old ladies all pull out their address books and start making calls across the region. The adult members either give their own trainer children extra money and supplies to give to Ingo and Akari when they inevitably try to battle them, or are out helping the Unovan team members as well.

The galactic grunts switch teams not only because of Ingo but also because of Akari. It one point she explains to them all exactly what Galaxy Team was, who founded it, what it did, and most importantly, what it meant to her. She tells the the history of their organization and the legacy that has been forgotten. It’s all so inspiring and eye opening as to what they could be, that those who leave start to call themselves members of the Galaxy Team! Which might be the team name that sticks to describe everyone who’s supporting them, much to the folks who don’t know the history annoyance.

And the breeders! Ho boy the breeders are a force of their own! They were already lokey supporting Ingo and Akari for a while cause in every screen shot/ video they’ve seen of the Pokémon and Sneaseler, they all look pretty well taken care of? Like no signs of obvious distress or aggression? Which is very surprising especially if the reports are true that Sneaseler’s is carrying eggs in her basket. Plus SHE’s the one carrying them! If these were wicked thieves like reports are trying to make them out to be, how are they fine with her having the eggs? She could just run off with them at any moment!

Then the Egg Incident happens and all the Pokémon Breeders are out for blood.

#submas #submas wanted au #pokemon #Ingo #Akari #Galaxy team

[melis-writes]

how about a scene of Rose cooking something delicious for Lion after he gets to work at the car wash. because our lion deserves the best after all.🥺💕

Saved this special prompt (Lion’s first) for a special day!! Happiest of birthdays to my lovely mutual and friend @rosesloveletters!! As my Scarecrow Fic My Way Home is Through You is dedicated to her, so is this fluffy and wholesome prompt.🥰❤️ I hope it makes your birthday extra special, Rose. This is for you and your little guy!!

“Lion!” Max shouts, putting his cigar in the corner of his mouth as he peeks his head out of the window of his pickup truck. “You comin’ back after noon or what?”

“Yeah! I’ll be there!” Lion waves back, throwing his polishing towel over his shoulder. “Going for lunch! My fiancee’s home!"

“Yeah?” Max chuckles to himself, shaking his head. “You’ve ‘my fianceed’ me to death all day anyway. Tell Rose I said ‘hi’.”

“Sure thing!” Lion calls back, hopping over the little white picket fence surrounding your bungalow. "I'll see ya soon!"

Max steps on the gas, beginning to drive off down the suburb to take a turn back to the carwash and Lion feels the warmth of relief coming home to you and seeing you in the midst of a busy day at the carwash.

Busy and baking away in the kitchen, it’s only the sound of Lion’s voice that immediately grabs your attention—causing you to peek your head up.

Blush spreads over your cheeks as you leave your stirring spoon in your baking mix, tightening the floral patterend apron around you as you rush to the front door to greet your beloved.

Every step Lion’s scruffed sneakers take to get up to the porch of your home reminds him nothing but of every fond memory he and you have shared making this place.

From Max and Lion’s carwash business booming quite well and you continuing to earn a decent living at the diner allows both you and Lion to comfortably be able to pay a mortgage and truly settle down. Lion is your fiancé now, after all.

The little peonies surrounding the cobblestone path up to the porch were planted by you and Lion during the spring when all you two found yourselves doing after work was enjoying a cool glass of lemonade and gardening to your heart’s content.

Not only did you and Lion manage to landscape your front and back yard in just the way you two wanted it, but also took up gardening as a shared hobby to spend all the more quality time with each other

Such thoughts hit Lion again as he can no longer hold back the beaming smile over his face, turning the doorknob to the front door and stepping inside.

Dressed in his loose, half-unbuttoned blue shirt hanging off his chest, black slacks and sneakers—the very sight of Lion just a few feet away from you causes your cheeks to flare up with rosy blush instantaneously.

“Hi, honey,” you greet your fiancée with a smile.

“Hiya, darling,” Lion’s eyes light up to see you as he tosses the polishing towel off his shoulder over the coat rack in one swift movement—wasting no time to approach you directly and pull you into his embrace.

Lion may as well smell like a spring bouquet walking around and inbetween so many flowers on his half-walk, half drive home for lunch, and the scent of the signature washing soap he and Max use at the carwash lingers off him like the most welcoming, safe scent you’ve ever picked up.

"Hi, baby. Welcome home!" You wrap your arms around Lion back throughout the embrace—feeling his warm body pressing against yours.

Lion snuggles his fiancée tightly, pecking a sweet kiss over your lips. “Thought I’d surprise ya coming home for lunch this time.”

“No more eating sandwiches on the hood of Max’s car?” You joke, grinning up at him.

Lion and you both burst out in laughter, smiling at one another from ear to ear.

“I can settle for that tomorrow!” Lion jokes back, trailing his hands over your arms and down to your hands before he gives them a gentle squeeze. “And ooh—” Lion picks up on the scent of freshly baked chocolate pie coming form the kitchen, “man, am I glad Max isn’t here right now.”

“You should have invited him!” You tug on Lion’s arm softly, leading him towards the kitchen with you. “I baked you two some goodies to snack on between work! Well—baking,” you correct yourself, gesturing to the chocolate mix in the bowl upon the kitchen counter.

“Last time, Max just ate the whole thing—thought it was all to himself,” Lion happily lifts up the spoon from the chocolate mix. “You’re gonna be famous for this sorta thing around here, baby. Best chocolate pies in the city.”

“The very best?” You scoop up a little bit of the mix off the spoon onto your finger.

"Absolutely!" Lion sneaks a kiss over your cheek, nodding proudly. “Man, this is the unbaked part and it’s so good.”

“I’m just letting the actual pie rest, don’t worry!” You giggle, moving to the other side of the counter. “I took it out of the oven maybe five minutes ago. You can take some for you and M—”

“Ah, nah. Nuh uh. Let him wait,” Lion brushes off the thought, smiling at you. “I want you and I to enjoy it together.” Lion pops the spoon into his mouth, tasting the chocolate mix. “Ya gotta tell me when you’re baking these things you know. I’m the Best Flour Sifter in the world, even when—” Lion cuts himself off, holding back a laugh and nodding slowly. “Even when a bag of flour explodes all over my clothes and Max is the only one mad about it.”

“Not a mess if you’re having fun, right?” You quote Lion, hugging his arm.

“That’s exactly what I mean!” Lion beams, “poor Max. The guy just doesn’t know. He’s missing out.”

“He truly is.” You blush, feeling Lion gently rubbing up and down your sides. “I can get us a glass of lemonade and cut the pie—”

“Can I help?” Lion offers. “Don’t want you to do all the hard work.”

“Hard work?” You repeat, laughing softly. “Oh, come on.”

“I want my fiancée to relax!” Lion exclaims, his hand running over the diamond engagement ring upon your finger. “Spending the whole day baking the best chocolate pies. Go on, darlin’. We can sit outside—enjoy the fresh air without soap and cars together.”

“I’m at least setting up our table in the balcony then,” you point out, practically feeling your heart skip at a beat at Lion referring to you as his fiancée. “And you can’t stop me.”

“Oh yeah?” Lion takes on the friendly challenge, “just some cups and plates?”

“You betcha,” you lean up on the tip of your toes, opening up the cabinets just above you.

Lion pauses reaching for the chocolate pie on the counter in front of him, momentarily distracted by you sorting through your favourite decorated plates.

Unbeknownst that your fiancée is gazing at you and adoring the way your hair dangles off your shoulders, how your apron hangs over your hips down to the little crease in your slippers as you reach up.

“There,” you let out a little huff of relief, setting down two plates and two cups on the counter.

“You forgot something!” Lion points out, stepping next to you.

“Forgot what?” Before your confusion has a chance to process, you already notice the playful, affectionate look over Lion’s face.

He pulls you by your hand close to him—closing off the space between the two of you before Lion seals a soft, loving kiss over your lips.

“Been wanting to do that all day,” his tone softens. “I’ve missed you, Rose.”

#scarecrow au #prompts #francis lionel delbuchi #francis lionel delbuchi x reader #francis lionel delbuchi fanfic #scarecrow x reader #scarecrow 1973 x reader #scarecrow 1973

[thuganomxcs]

fall/autumn theme / not accepting / @diamondborn​ :♡ — Alyssa and Yusuke try to bake an apple/pumpkin pie ( YES LET THEM BAKE TOGETHER ) 

Ugh she was soo cheesy..but what the hell? Yusuke liked her, and was completely interested in her..maybe this little bake off would be the catalyst to bring them closer towards being more than just friends. He was surprised that she’d even be so involved in his life, making sure he’s done his homework, and not skip everyday and also to be LESS and less involved in gang violence. He couldn’t tell Alyssa that she pushes him to be the greatest version of himself..but tht’d be pretty freaking embarrassing.

“Apple pie huh..and you’re sure you know how t’ make this?” Obviously Yusuke doubts her own prowess in the baking field considering he’s never even gotten anything as simple as a boxed lunch from her. No bento no nothin’ so he couldn’t exactly say how good she was in the kitchen but..it was an adventure for the both of them. Yusuke followed her instructions, and THOSE instructions she got from the book she read and they’d do their best and the product looked..pretty good actually.

Putting the pie into the oven the two would then wait for their end result to finally be completed. “You know, usually I’d say you’re pretty sweet normally buuut.” He took a bit of the batter that was left of the pie and smears it across her cheek and gives her a grin. “Now yer soo much sweeter, look at you. Should have made a pumpkin pie instead then you’d be my great pumpkin.”

#❛ mail ━━ when i rush make your butt pucker the fuck up. #diamondborn #ecuse yusuke he's being a dork

[tsimvkas]

Okkk, I'm finally here🤭

But since you told Walker about your real pregnancy, you thought it would be a grey and sad nine months. Not even in your best dreams this pregnancy would be full of joy and happiness, and then, since you told Mason about you felt warm and bright again. THAT MADE ME SOFT

They were also all there when you went to your first ultrasound, when you were seven weeks pregnant. It was a horrific experience. OH LOVE

Your doctor was rude and inappropriate. He kept asking where the father was, if you knew what a condom is and he wouldn’t even look at your face. Your dad took you out of the doctor’s office before you could lay down on the stretcher. GOOD JOB DAD

“You need to take the exam, Y/N. It’s important to monitor the pregnancy from month one.” his voice sounded understanding but also severe. HE IS RIGHT

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there to break his jaw and make him swallow his own tongue, but I can come over to your next appointment” his words made you smile. You really like how protective Mason is, how his voice changes when he’s mad. SCREAMING

“But he used to play for Chelsea too” he murmured, sounding insecure. OH LOVE🥺

“Then I’m a Chelsea fan” you reassured him. “You are my best friend. Whichever the club you chose to play for, I’ll be there in the stands for you” MY WOMAN

“Good” he chuckled, relief overflowing through his voice. “That’s good, ‘cause I might have bought her something” HER🤭

“I don’t know, I just want her to be” he giggled, yawning. “I wanna be a girl’s dad” NO WAY

“Of course he is” she smirked. “Daddy duties, right?” SARAHHH

“Fine, we can’t let Mase know you have a crush on him since you’re twelve” she teased you. “At least I’ll get to be your baby’s favourite aunt since they won’t call him uncle if he’s mommy’s boyfriend” OMGGGGGG

“Stop, it’s not like that. I told her I’d be here to protect her, after what happened with the last one” Mason explained, but he couldn’t hide his red cheeks. CUTIE

“It’s ok. You can close your eyes” you shrugged, taking him by hand. “C’mon, you’re here to be my bodyguard” AHHAHAHA, BEST BODYGUARD

“I can’t. My eyes are closed” he murmured seriously, making you giggle. OMG HE IS SO SILLY

“Is that her?” he giggled before pouting. “Oh, so tiny. Y/N, you’re baking the tiniest pie in the world” I LOVE HIM

“You should come visit me” Mason rubbed your belly, drawing gentle circles. “I mean… you could stay with me and our families could come to Christmas and then to New Year’s” HE WANTS HER AROUNDDD

“I feel like I’m missing your belly bump” he pouted, just like a kid. “You’re almost four months pregnant and I only saw you like… five times since you told me” OHHHHH I'M MELTING

“Don’t be dramatic. I said ‘our families can join us for Christmas’, so you’re included” he rolled his eyes, hitting her hand. AHHAHAHAH I LOVE THW BOND HE HAS WITH SARAH

But, at the same time, something felt weird. Your eyes were immediately burning with tears when you pictured him alone in his living room, wandering around the house, cooking by himself. OMG THAT MAKES ME SAD

“I think I need a cuddle” you whimpered. Mason giggled, the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard, before letting your stuff near the door and guide you to his living room. “Don’t laugh” BABY GIRL

“Leave it there” he told you when you started opening the ornaments boxes. “We’ve been out for hours, you need to eat first” MY MAN

“I’m a chef, Y/N” YES, OF COURSE

“I’ll be the best for her, I swear” he smiled, poking your cheek. I HAVE NO DOUBTS

You tried to eat with them, but in the end Mason spent a whole time holding your hair in Ben’s restroom. You apologised, not wanting him to lose the party with his friends, but he kept telling you were more important, and even though you were feeling ashamed, your heart pounded with how much you love having a friend like him. OH LOVELY MAN

“Y/N? What’s wrong?” he stretched his body, his raspy and sleepy voice making you forget about the storm for a couple of seconds. When another lightning cut the silence, Mason sat. “Oh baby, c’mere” MELTED

Mason wasn’t able to stop his heart from beating insanely fast. None of you talked about how good and right it felt to wake up with your legs interlocked, Mason’s fingers running down your back whilst he hummed ‘good morning’. OHHHHH 🤭🤭🤭🤭

“Merry Christmas Eve, Mase. I love you” “I love you too” he grinned. “You were able to sleep?” GIGGLING, SCREAMING CAUSE I KNOW THATS NOT JUST A FRIENDLY I LOVE YOU

“Nah, it’s ok. Christmas ain’t going anywhere. And I was thinking” he hummed. “When the pie you’re baking is finally here we’ll have to do the elf thing”THIS MAN LOVES THAT BABY SOOOO MUCH

For a second, you imagined how different things would be if Mason was your boyfriend instead of Walker. If he was the one sharing this pregnancy with you. HE IS THE ONE

“You are… stunning, Y/N” he smiled at you, and you suddenly felt shy. “And the bump is adorable, pookie. Don’t be shy about it. It’s part of your body now, yeah? And it’s so beautiful” I LOVE HIMMMMM

“Haha, funny. Even though I would love to, I’m just a bit tipsy” he poked your sides, making you chuckle. “Thank you pookie, it was an incredible night and I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to do it by myself” OH BABY BOY, I CAN TAKE CARE OF YOU🤭

“Merry Christmas, tiny pie” he gave it a quick peck. “Next one you’ll be running around” PK PERFECT, I'M CRYING

“You play Arsenal next week” you interrupted him, and you could almost see his brain trying to work. “Can’t risk your luck” OMGGGGG THEY ARE GOING TO KISSSS

With a last peck you quickly ran upstairs, questioning if this was the gift Santa brought you this year. OHHHH 🤭🤭🤭

OMG, I LOVEE ITTTT

HE ALREADY LOVES THE BABY AS HIS, AND THE FACT THAT HE WANTS A BABY GIRL🥹🥹🥹

AND I LOVE HOW HE WANTED HER AROUND, AND THEM SLEEPING TOGETHER 🥺

AND THE KISSSSSSSSSSS

THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR SHARING THOS ONE🩷

girl im always SO shy and giddy reading your thoughts like i can’t they make me so happy 😭 thank your for taking your time to tell me your favourite parts 🤍 i hope you’ll like what we’ll have next!

#❀ — chase’s asks #i love youuuu elisa

[thisislizheather]

Fall Fridays Vol. 8

BAKING/COOKING

It’s almost American Thanksgiving so that means I’m gonna make my s’mores pie, which is truly the easiest pie recipe of all time.

CRAVING

A hot chocolate with a smidge of toffee syrup in it. I’ve only thought about it in theory, so as soon as the temperature drops below zero I’ll go get one.

DRINKING

Blonde flat whites for life. I’m a creature of habit.

EATING

So I finally went to the new Wegman’s in the city and the best deals? Three pounds of family pack ground chicken for $12. I’m sorry, but that’s wild. Also their $9 frozen wild blueberries family pack, get out of here. Deals for days in there.

EXPERIENCING

I’ve started arranging my saved reels into categories (makeup, funny stuff, etc.) and it’s made my life so much easier. Didn’t even know that was an option.

LISTENING

90s Disney soundtracks. They’re so soothing. Aladdin especially.

LOVING

Nathan did the Gramercy Theatre for the New York Comedy Festival and it was so phenomenal. I understand how you could think I’m biased but I truly don’t see him on stage that much, so when I do I’m usually pretty excited for it. And this tech stuff was so good. He works incredibly hard and I’m so happy that it was such a success.

SHOPPING

I DO NOT NEED MORE CANDLES. So obviously I bought the new chocolate croissant one from Trader Joe’s.

WATCHING

We saw The Shark is Broken on Broadway and it’s hard to accurately express how wonderful it was. It closes this Sunday and I’m grateful that we got to see it. Every single element (acting, script, set) was overwhelmingly good.

WEARING

I’m currently going through my entire closet and trying to arrange full outfits so that I don’t have to think too much about what I’ll wear each day. I’d just love to be a little bit more put together next year - or at least give more of a shit about that stuff. I only started thinking more about this when I realized how much I love putting together my vacation outfits and how happy that makes me, so here we are. Let’s see what happens.

#Liz Heather #this is liz heather #autumn #NYC #NYC autumn #things to do autumn NYC #fall fridays #fall

[m5ria]

Chapter 22: The Water

I need to know more. About everything.

I feel as insignificant as an ant in this world. I don’t understand how it goes, why it goes, why I ended up here and what’s my purpose. The only thing that keeps me moving forward is my goal of staying hidden for as long as I need to. 

Fortunately for me, yesterday’s events didn’t highlight me in the eyes of Hell. Being so bad at acting and also camouflaged in that pastel attire, I doubt anyone would take notice of me, let alone link the nobody sinner who was stupid enough to threaten an Overlord and the sweet Ophelia.

Speaking of Ophelia, as soon as my acting services weren’t requested anymore, I sought out Alastor. It took me a while, as I began searching backstage when he was waiting outside the auditorium.

One look at him wasn’t enough to determine whether I passed or not. He’s always so happy and all; you can’t know for sure if he’s relishing something enjoyable or something monstrous. When I overcame my pride and asked him “How was it?”, his smile grew viciously, and said:

“I must say, I’ve never anticipated how much I’d enjoy such poor acting. And Mimzy seems quite satisfied with the play. So, well done!”

“Yeah, yeah,” I discarded his words. “So, is it done?”

I dreaded assuming the best of his words, but he simply nodded and confirms:

“Yes, my little wolf. Consider me entertained!”

“Ok,” I gritted my teeth. “Then, I can ask my question.”

He looked at me with no surprise: “Go ahead.”

I’ve thought about my questions so hard. What would be useful for me to know about him? What would be valuable to me as leverage, information, or anything else? But, seeing how I died so recently ... It left me with one query for him:

“How did you die?”

His smile stayed the same. No troubled eyes. No sign of surprise. 

“I died while I was hiding some of my most recent victims,” he confessed. “I was burying them in a forest when some dogs smelled the blood. Before I knew it, the dogs’ master mistook me for a deer and shot me dead.”

Since then, I’ve pondered on his response. He said, victims. Plural. So, he was a serial killer. That explains his natural inclination towards violence. That explains his place here.

He also said he was mistaken for a deer. That also explains the deer's appearance. Somehow. Yet, I wasn’t killed by a wolf. I wish I was.

Then, the last thing, I guessed he was shot in the head. Where the X appears whenever he chooses to use the tentacles. It must have been quite annoying. To know you were dead by mistake. Yet, he left the Earth as a better place.

In my bed, I turn to my side and slide my hand on my back. I feel my scars, but I lift my fingers to where I know my X is. A little lower than the middle of my shoulder blades. I rarely get to see it, as it turns out to appear when I am bloodthirsty. For different demons, the X is different. For Vaggie, it appears to be part of her appearance. For Alastor is part of his powers. For me?

It’s part of my emotions.

Besides my tail, it’s the only other feature that betrays my appearance. 

I get up and dress. Today is a hunting day. Regardless of any dangers out there.

☽

The two squirrels reserved for the hotel swing on my arm when I push the kitchen door. The wonderful smell of baking makes my stomach growl. 

“No, Niffty,” Charlie stops her by grabbing her hand. “That’s not for cleaning! It’s a pie brush!”

“Oh!” she looks at it and marveled. “I thought it was a small broom! You know, for small places! Like behind a toilet! Or between...”

“Hi, Diana!” Charlie greets me. She helps me with the squirrels, as usual when she’s in the kitchen. “How was your day today?”

“It was productive!” I smile at her. 

“Mine was too!” Nifty comes in. “I cleaned your room, Diana, and it took me only five minutes! You have a nice, organized room! It gives me pleasure cleaning your room!”

“Thank you, Nifty,” I smile at the little demoness.

I smell the faint odor of baking. I glance at Charlie and ask her: “What are you cooking today?”

“Oh, just my family’s traditional apple pie...” she grabs sugar from a cupboard. “I’ve cooked it before, but never here, for all of you to serve.”

“I’m sure it’ll taste great,” I encourage her.

Now that Charlie’s here... 

“Hey, Charlie. Uhm, are there any, uhm, I don’t know, small lakes or ponds or something like that in the area?”

“To fish?” she asks, confused, glancing at my squirrels. “Or to...”

“Just swimming,” I put on an honest smile.

“Oh! Of course! Yeah, the hotel has a swimming pool!”

“Really?” I open my eyes wide.

“Yes! It's usually very crowded, but today Niffty closed it for cleaning.”

“Yes, indeedy!” Niffty nods enthusiastically. “I’ve just cleaned the pool! It’s spotless! The water is fresh, the...”

“Well done, Niffty!” Charlie pats her on her head. “Is there any chance Diana can use it?”

“Normally, I would tear anyone who messes with my perfectly neat work!” she stares at Charlie darkly. Then, she smiles cheerfully, and her whole vibe changes: “But Diana is very, very clean! Have I told you how much I enjoyed....?”

“I believe you did, Niffty,” Charlie interrupts her. “Can you show Diana the way?”

Niffty grabs my hand with sheer power and drives me through the dining room, where Vaggie reads a magazine, and then to the staircase. 

Despite myself, I smirk smugly. I already knew the hotel had a pool due to my exploration. I know the way. Still, I let the crazy hotel housekeeper drag me like a puppet. 

We climb up only one floor and then she opens a door at the end of the corridor. 

“Have fun!” she wishes me.

“Wait! I...”

She left.

“Don’t have any... Swimwear....”

I turn around to see the big red enclosure with a big window that shows the sky. The window is the shape of an eye that reflects in the pool, which adopts the same red color. 

“Alright then.”

I go to the changing rooms and undress myself of most of my clothes except underwear and the T-shirt. 

I slowly dive into the warm water and let myself float. The red sky above my head is a beauty, but it doesn't compare to the Earth's night or blue sky.

Focus. There’s a reason why you’ve come here.

Maybe my death memory was triggered by water. In all my Hell’s months, I’ve fallen and fallen from trees with no flashbacks. So, by omission, it must be the water.

I inhale hard and then let myself sink. All around me is a foggy red. Nothing familiar. Nothing that could trigger some lost memories.

I’ve come here not to see, but to hear. I need to know what Cedric told me before he pushed me. He was at first happy to see me, or he pretended to be. Then, I might have said something that annoyed him, which is not surprising at all. Regardless, was it something truly that aggravating to kill me? The Cedric I knew was led by reason, not by emotions.

And that was one of the reasons why I ran away.

He was my family’s closest neighbor’s son. Our mansion was pretty isolated, but it had a nearby village. We didn’t interact much with it, as my father considered himself too rich or something like that. But there was a boy who passed by our mansion on his way to his shepherd duties. I used to watch him through my bedroom window.

He was very curious about our mansion, our family. So, one day, when I was fourteen years old, I was reading in the shadow of an apple tree when he whistled at me. I was shocked at first to see a stranger outside my father’s parties, so I walked to him. From that day, he came every week and we talked. I was so pleased to have a friend. 

He told me things about the outside world. I told him things about my family. And, after a while, I fell in love with him. As it turned out, he fell in love with me too. 

At sixteen years old, I would sneak him into the dark part of our garden and then got a little more confident and sneak him into the house. He was amazed by everything inside it, from the cutlery and old clock to the tapestry and carpets. 

One day, my father caught us and he chased him away and punished me. It didn’t stop me from seeing him, and, as it happened, neither did he. He went over his head to prove his worth to my father. And he would always ignore his attempts.

Until one time. A week before I left forever, my father invited him to dinner. I stayed quiet while they would discuss things like old gentlemen. Then, my father required a private word with him. I couldn’t hear anything being said, but I know that was the moment everything changed. Because, five days later, I saw my boyfriend standing over a dead man.

“Now,” Cedric offered his hand to me, “we can be together. Forever.”

That night, I realized that my father corrupted him. That he sought I control not only my life but the others around me. That I hadn’t anything of mine, only his.

So, two nights later, I packed lightly and sneaked out.

The lack of air made me urgently seek the pool surface. No success. Nothing to tell me how he found me. 

I sigh frustrated and splash some water. 

☽

Vaggie's POV:

Nothing new in this magazine issue. 

I sigh angrily at our tiny hotel ad. I specifically ordered at least half a page and paid twice! Now, the ad is eclipsed by the Fizzarolli and Friends one. As I read through it, the only thing that attracts my attention is Mimzy’s unusual choice of play yesterday. 

I roll the magazine frustrated and start tapping it on the table. Maybe I can help Charlie in the kitchen. I saw Niffty leaving her with Diana. 

But I don’t reach the kitchen door before Angel storms into the dining room.

“Where have you been?” I ask him, irritated.

“Geez...” he rolls his eyes, reaching for a banana in the fruit bowl. “I didn’t know I was under surveillance!”

“After your stupid tantrum in that stupid graveyard, I have every right to do so!”

“How d’you know about that?” he sighs, annoyed. “Gee, you know everything that crawls in here!”

“It was pretty hard to miss,” I grit my teeth. “It was like a fucking 4th of July fireworks display!”

“Give me a break!” he points the banana to me. “It wasn’t even that crazy! And it didn’t even last!”

“Yeah, right!” I snort. “As if I’ll believe you!”

“Believe whatcha want!” he rolls his eyes and goes for the door.

“I’m not done with you!” I shout at him.

“I’m done with you!” he walks out.

I follow him through the heavy doors. He aims for the bar. I walk in his way and stop him. 

“Can you stop doing crazy shit?” I demand of him. “We’re already on the radar, as you may remember!”

“I am the one doing crazy shit?” he gestures with his hands, offended. “What about Sir Penny’s taking-the-world bullshit?? Or...”

“I don’t fucking care! You’re our first fucking patient! I’m not gonna let you keep sabotaging the hotel’s image just for your perverted desires!”

“Blowing useless tombstones is a perverted desire?” he pretends to think about it, and then he shrugs. “At least ya ain’t slut-shaming.”

“You’re grounded!” I yell.

He stares at me for a couple of seconds before he laughs heartily: “Again? Come on, I thought ya’d come with an original this time!”

“No more going outside!” I press on, ignoring him.

“Charlie asked me to do a photo shoot for the hotel,” he mentions.

I stay silent, trying to calm myself, before I say: “You help Charlie, and then no more going outside!”

“Are ya keepin’ me locked in?” he walks past me. “Am I in prison now? Is the hotel a prison now?”

“Until you learn how to behave like an adult instead of an ADHD sex maniac!”

“I don’t s’pose it’d be da same treatment for Elsa,” he turns around. “Ya actually like what she brings every day in da kitchen. And ya don’t like men.”

“This has nothing to do...” I start arguing, but then I understand: “Wait! Diana? Did you drag her into this??”

“I assure ya she came of her free will!” he sounds offended. “She even brought us to a fancy play later, even if it was kinda boring. At least my films have more action if you know what I mean...”

I ignore his implication.

“Do you mean that Diana acted in Mimzy’s play?”

“That’s what I told ya, yeah,” he shrugs.

“Since when is she an actress?” I ask him, unbelieving. I don’t know too much about her, which only unsettles me more, but I definitely know she’s not an attention seeker like the majority of losers here. “And why the fuck would she expose herself like this, when she’s being searched?”

“At least she disguised herself,” Angel reaches for the forgotten rolled magazine in my hand. He opens it and then he shows me the image there. There are some demons, but I don’t recognize any of them besides Mimzy.

“You sure you didn’t fuck up your vision with your stupid bomb obsession?”

“Fuck you, Vags! She’s the blonde one, you fucking clueless bitch!”

I growl at him and narrow my eyes at the picture. The only thing that the blonde character and Diana have in common is the wolf-like nose and the color of the skin. She hid her ears and tail.

It doesn’t explain why the fuck would she get on that stage in the first place.

“What the fuck is in that head of hers??” I mutter.

“I dunno,” Angel reaches for the bar counter. “I guess she’s got a hero complex, tryna help everyone she sees. Mimzy needed an actress, so Al brought her.”

“Why in Hell would Alastor bring her?”

“How would I know?! I’m not a vintage cannibalistic virgin!”

And with that, he rings the bell. In a matter of seconds, Husk appears, annoyed as always to see Angel.

I don’t have the energy to run in a loop with him anymore. Not when I’ve got more vexing issues.

It's weird. Not too long ago, Diana was a nobody and, seemingly, she liked it that way. Now, she attracts interest from all kinds of sinister demons: the Vees, and now Mimzy and Alastor! It won’t end up well for her.

Yet, the problem here is how much of her troubles will affect the hotel as a whole. I can’t let any sinner sabotage Charlie’s dream. And something tells me there’s something odd going on with that quiet sinner.

If I go to Charlie and express my concern, she won’t take it seriously enough. After all, I don’t have any proof of my own. And Charlie seems to really like her, for some unknown reason.

I need to keep an eye out for her. Find out more about her intentions. And, if she has malicious intents, stop her.

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[thedisneychef]

Cottage Pie – Rose And Crown Pub And Dining Room

Cottage pie is a classic British dish that has been enjoyed for centuries, and it is a staple on the menu at the Rose and Crown Pub and Dining Room. This savory pie is made with minced beef and vegetables, topped with a layer of creamy mashed potatoes, and baked until golden brown. The origins of cottage pie can be traced back to the 18th century, when it was a popular dish among the working class, who would use leftover meat and vegetables to create a hearty and filling meal. Today, cottage pie is enjoyed by people of all backgrounds, and it is a beloved comfort food in many households. At the Rose and Crown Pub and Dining Room, their cottage pie is made with the finest ingredients and cooked to perfection, making it a must-try dish for anyone looking to experience the authentic flavors of British cuisine. I’d be lying if I said that this was a recipe I felt confident with making. Yes, I’ve made shepherd’s pie a million times (and what person who’s tired of making hamburgers but can think of nothing else to do with ground beef hasn’t?), but this recipe was so different from any shepherd’s pie I’ve ever made. It didn’t have a tomato-based mixture for the meat like I’m used to, there were no vegetables in the meat mixture at all, and it didn’t have a cream of mushroom white sauce base as I see pop up occasionally. More Delicious Recipes You Will Love: - Spaghetti Carbonara - Pommes Frites with Cajun Remoulade - Moist Banana Bread with Cinnamon Crumble Topping Recipe Besides, I always thought that this kind of thing was an Irish recipe. I got all the answers to my questions from a very surprising place… Gordon Ramsay and his popular BBC show “The F Word.” In what has to be one of the biggest strokes of dumb luck that I’ve experienced in awhile, I was catching up on old episodes of “The F Word” while I was seeking out recipes for this week and in the episode I happened to be watching, Gordon Ramsay was in a recipe face-off with another celebrity where a panel of customers would determine who made the best dish… And it so happened to be cottage pie. When the celebrity he was cooking with kept calling his dish “shepherd’s pie” Chef Ramsay  repeatedly corrected him, explaining that shepherd’s pie is made with tomato paste and vegetables mixed with the meat, while cottage pie was Scottish and made only with meat, onions, and gravy. Since Gordon Ramsay is the most famous Scottish chef I know of, I decided to give this recipe a try. I have to say that this came out really, really well.  It tasted heartier, more savory then shepherd’s pie, which I really liked. This was another one of those wonderful Disney recipes where I was worried that there was too little seasonings and herbs, but it actually turned out that the lack of seasonings just made the richness of the meat far more wonderful and vibrant. The gravy base was also quite brilliant, I must say.  It was what kept everything all together while still letting it be a meat pie, as opposed to a meat and tomato sauce pie. My only tricks to this recipe is to use lean beef, the leanest available. Even if you don’t like lean beef, trust me, it just turns out better. I made one serving with lean beef, the other with 80% (to freeze for later) and while they were both good and completely edible, the leanest cut showcased the meat in a much better way and allowed the mashed potatoes to form a moist, rich topping. If all you have is more fatty ground beef, cook the beef first, strain off the fat, and use the strained fat to cook the onions… Don’t add additional butter. And speaking of the mashed potatoes, I used the recipe from Le Cellier that I posted a couple of weeks ago and really whipped them so that they were easy to spread. There are a number of ways you can put it on top of the meat mixture. At Rose and Crown, they  use a star-tipped bag and pipe it around in large circles the top of the pie, and it looks gorgeous. Gordon Ramsay also uses a piping bag and dots it like dumplings across the top of the mixture, and that looks gorgeous. Having neither the time or materials for such things, I prefer to slap it on with a spoon, spread it out, and make little peaks using the back of my spoon.  Looks not as gorgeous, but tastes the same and that’s enough for me. Read the full article

[jakestravels]

Europe 2022 - Day 37 - Athens

Today was a half day - I took a siesta, caught up on some writing, culled some photos, real boring-ass adult shit.

I tried for tickets to the (Athens football/soccer team) Panathinaikos game - I walked down to the stadium, as I could not get one online. The area was already beginning to hum as bars were starting to fill and the vendors were out with their knockoff jerseys and scarves.

i asked one of the security guards where ticket sales was, and she  quickly said, “Oh, they’re sold out.” Normally I’d want to check with the right person to confirm, but she said it with such authority that I believed her, and also assumed they’d been sold out for some time. After years of domination in the Greek Super League by a rival Athens team, Panathinaikos was top in the standings.

I started to head back, and stopped to look for a scarf for my collection when I heard a crash of metal in the street. I looked out, and saw a scooter laying in the middle of the street. People started to rush over, where 100 feet back there was someone in the middle of the street on the ground. Tens of people rushed over to help - I was surprised since usually people are more likely to record on their phones than help. I was impressed by the quick response of the fans and bystanders.

I went back to the hostel and took a midday shower (the best kind when it’s hot as a camel’s ballsack) and then went down for the 7-9 PM Happy Hour in the hostel’s common space.

Happy hour here means free boxed wine, both red and white! Unfortunately, i am not a wine drinker, but have preplanned my days by going down to the local market to get a six pack and put that bitch on freeze. The beer here varies from decent to drinkable, but at $5 for a sixer, who am I to bitch?

I chatted up a German girl (who has a Greek father) who moved to Paris for a job, and quite three weeks later, and is “trying to figure it out” in Greece while she takes a Greek language refresher and is running out of money. I also chatted with a Spanish guy named Alfonso who was just traveling to get out there.

After HH, Alfonso and I decided to go to a restaurant recommended by our hostel reception host/guide/dude Odysseus (and yup - that’s his real name, and he’s a badass). We went to a place called Rozalia, and our older server was surly and perhaps too straightforward.

We loved him.

He suggested a few things, starting with a smoked beer that was quite delicious.

We followed all his suggestions, starting with a baked chesse with honey and sesame seeds, and then for the main entree a kebab and a dish whose name I don’t remember, but was lamb with rice wrapped in cabbage that was NOT bitter, which is always what I expect, topped with a lemon sauce. 

We knew we were in the server’s good graces when he brought us a free dessert of a polenta-type cake/pie, which was sweet with cinnamon and served alongside greek yogurt with honey. I went back to the hostel, full and happy.

And I’ve gotten better at remembering to take pics of my travel buddies - This is Alfonso!

#europe #greece #athens #happy hour #beerlife #rozalia #hostel life

[fandomlit]

neutral, chap. 6 (dream smp x reader)

series summary (in game!au) when an exiled tommy finally rebels against a manipulative dream, he finds safety in neutral territory, a place owned and guarded by you. staying in your safe haven opens up the younger one’s eyes to your way of life, while also revealing your deeper past before neutral; a past that involved a war for your love.

chapter summary technoblade leaves the next morning, turning tommy and y/n back to their usual business of bow work and baking. but tommy lets his usual curiosity get the best of him and questions y/n about the war, leading to a solemn result and revealing some terrible truths.

warnings mentions of war, death, and murder

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tommy woke up late the next morning, which he presumed was understandable. he had stayed up late last night talking with y/n and technoblade, watching as they laughed and reminisced about the past, enlightening tommy with old tales and teases. he appreciated that they had made sure to include him in the conversation, but he couldn’t help but feel.. invasive. the two were obviously very close..

that thought was only further proven to him when he made his way to the kitchen in the morning. he was met with the smooth sound of y/n humming, and when he peeked into the room, he saw her smiling as she braided back technoblade’s long hair. tommy didn’t speak a word, fearing interrupting the seemingly intimate moment.

but y/n, without looking up, had noticed him. “good morning, tommy.”

he cleared his throat, stepping fully into the kitchen. techno, who had had his eyes closed in peace, opened one to glance at the kid. “morning.”

“there are some berry muffins left warming in the oven if you’d like,” she hummed, still working intently on braiding the hybrid’s pink hair. tommy immediately perked up at the mention of food.

“berry muffins, you say?”

y/n smiled. “i’ll teach you to make them, if you’d like.”

tommy picked the remaining couple muffins out of the warm oven as he considered her words. “sure.”

“how much have ya learned to cook, tommy?” techno asked him as he took a bite out of the delicious muffin. tommy shrugged.

“not too much,” he answered. “i can make steak, potatoes, pork chops, cookies, and pumpkin pie. enough to hold my own, i think.” y/n nodded.

“well, that’s another thing you’re learnin’ from the best,” techno sighed, offering y/n his hairband as she reached the end of his long hair. “y/n’s a great cook.”

y/n just shrugged. “well, kinda back to our topic last night, it’s a nomad thing i picked up. you travel around so much, you learn a lot of different recipes from a lot of interesting people.”

“do you miss it?” tommy spoke through a mouthful of muffin.

“don’t speak with your mouth full, tommy,” she scolded with a laugh, placing her hands on techno’s broad shoulders after tying his hair. “but..” she shrugged. “sometimes. i miss all that i got to learn and experience, but i know i’ll find my way back out there one day. for right now, im satisfied staying here and helping people out. especially people with long, pink hair who can’t manage a tight braid to save their life.”

techno looked over his shoulder at her as tommy let out a loud laugh. “i know you’re jokin’, but that one hurt.” she laughed, squeezing his shoulders before moving away to pour tommy a glass of milk.

as tommy began to scarf down another muffin, technoblade checked the small, golden clock he kept in his pocket. “i should get goin’. i told phil i’d be back by sunrise tomorrow.”

“alright,” y/n nodded as she placed the glass of milk in front of tommy. the boy thanked her as technoblade stood from his seat. “your axe should be cooled by now, let me go check.” he nodded as she scurried out of the room.

there was a moment of awkward silence before tommy gulped down some milk and spoke, “so, how’s phil?”

“good,” techno spoke plainly. another awkward silence filled the bright kitchen.

“.. does he ever talk about me?”

techno didn’t even flinch. “yeah. a lot.”

tommy glanced up at the hybrid. “really?”

techno nodded, considering what to say as he tucked his hands into his pockets. “listen kid.. i know you’ve made this place a sort of home for ya, and that you and y/n have formed a close bond..” techno sighed. “but there’s gonna be a day where things catch up and you’re gonna have to leave neutral. that government ya made isn’t gonna leave ya alone, exiled or not. so when things do go wrong..” tommy gave techno a cautious look, but the piglin just nodded at him. “come find phil and i. we’ll take care of ya.” tommy’s heart immediately warmed. “maybe not as well as y/n, but it’ll be something.”

tommy nodded with a somber smile. as kind as techno’s words were, the thought of leaving neutral honestly hadn’t occurred to him in a while.

“thanks, techno,” he nodded. “i appreciate it.”

“‘course, kid.”

“alright,” y/n sighed as she came back into the kitchen. “one lukewarm netherite sword, and a fixed up netherite chest plate. and..” techno took the fixed materials from her as she walked over to her fridge, pulling out a bag. “enough food to last your journey. and a little longer, ‘cause i know phil likes my pie.”

“he does,” technoblade nodded, taking the bag from her hands. “thanks for everything, y/n.”

“of course,” she shrugged. “it’s what im here for.” he nodded with a small smile, and she held her arms out to him. tommy was surprised to watch techno accept her embrace, giving her a tight hug before pulling away and offering him a wave.

“i’ll see ya around, kid,” techno nodded.

“it was good seeing you, techno,” tommy smiled. and the piglin left.

...

“deep breath, tommy,” y/n reassured. his usual target had been moved back a couple more paces, increasing his usual struggle with aiming the bow. but he still did as instructed, taking a breath and relaxing his shoulders in the slightest before releasing the arrow he had drawn. it lodged itself to the left of the bullseye. “great shot!”

tommy grinned as he looked over to her. “im getting better.”

“and that’s all we can ask for,” y/n agreed, placing a hand on his shoulder. “come on, kid, let’s take a break. you’ve earned it.”

as they walked back into the kitchen, tommy inquired, “so where’d you learn to make the berry muffins?”

she laughed, retrieving a pitcher of water from the fridge. “it’s actually a recipe that niki and i made together. just, uh..” she thought as she poured them some water. “just a little before the war, i believe.” she pursed her lips as she placed his glass in front of him. he felt the previously light atmosphere begin to sink into something darker. more serious. “i suppose you know of the war by now.”

tommy shrugged. “i..” he raised his glass to his lips. “i know very little.”

he didn’t dare look up at her as she sat across from him at the kitchen table. “can i ask what you know?”

he finally looked up, seeing her eyes were as kind and patient as usual. for some reason, talking with her about the war seemed invasive. it felt intrusive; like he had walked into some personal part of her that he wasn’t supposed to discover. but looking into her eyes, tommy realized that they couldn’t avoid this conversation. the war was a part of her.

“technoblade and ghostbur told me a bit,” he admitted, his finger swirling around the rim of his glass to distract himself as he talked. “just that.. i know it was between alivebur, dream, and techno implied that there were more involved? techno told me that dream put out a claim on you, and everyone resisted that, including you, and then wilbur entered it to try and win you over, and..” he shrugged. “it ended with neutral. that’s all i know. really.”

y/n nodded. “i believe you. and you’ve got some of the more important details..” she took a long sip of her water. “the war was between dream, alivebur, and technoblade.” tommy’s eyes widened.

“technoblade?”

“yeah,” she nodded. “dream sent out a claim for me, wilbur stepped in and tried to claim me in return, and then techno stepped in to stop the both of them and convince me to go with him.”

“wow,” tommy whispered, taking a drink. he took in the new information before changing his curiosity. “what were the battles?”

“the first official fight was between dream and wilbur,” she answered. “then they both started to gain support from friends, and build miniature..” she considered. “i wouldn’t dignify them as armies, but i guess they were miniature armies. i remember they all eventually got tired of those and began to send each other duel challenges, but i actually managed to shut that down.” tommy nodded. “just because..” she shook her head, looking out of the kitchen window. her eyes had grown distant. “that was not worth losing a canon life over.”

“was that the only thing you managed to stop during the war?” tommy asked, his voice quieter than before. y/n considered.

“i think so,” she sighed. “it was just such a ridiculous war; it was somehow over me, and yet i didn’t get a single say in anything that happened. i-i’m not some blacksmith you can lay claim to and use whenever you need!” she spoke defensively. realizing she was exuding her frustration in the wrong place, she took a breath and looked back to tommy calmly. “they treated me like a possession that entire war, and i couldn’t do anything to stop them.”

“was there ever a winner?” tommy questioned. “i mean, the war stopped eventually.”

“i was the winner,” y/n spoke. “i proved to them that i wasn’t a piece of property to steal, that i have control over my own life and my own actions. and then i established neutral.”

“how’d you prove it to them?” tommy asked, and immediately y/n’s gaze dropped. after receiving no response, he spoke, “.. y/n?”

“i’d rather not talk about it,” she said, looking back up at tommy seriously. “to this day it’s not something that im proud of, but things are different in war.”

tommy nodded. after a moment of tense silence, he couldn’t help but ask, “did you kill someone?”

y/n stood abruptly and tommy’s heart nearly dropped at the sight of the tears forming in her eyes. he had crossed a line. but not only had he done that.. y/n had killed someone.

“i-im sorry, y/n,” he spoke, shaking his head. “i shouldn’t have-”

“it’s fine, tommy,” she whispered, wiping at the tears in her eyes. she quickly spoke, “let’s take the afternoon off, alright?”

he nodded, leaning back slightly in his chair. “alright.” 

he watched y/n sighed, dropping her hands tensely back to her sides as she voiced, “go relax.” she gave him one final nod before leaving the kitchen. he cringed when he heard her bedroom door whip shut, sighing as he looked to the empty kitchen surrounding him. 

technoblade, dream, and wilbur were all in love with y/n. or at least, had once been, and enough so that a war broke out for her heart. but as tommy considered what he had heard from y/n, he began to realize that the war may have began over y/n, but the boys became so blinded by their competition between each other that they allowed that love to turn to possession.

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[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers LUNATIC PARADE ;; Kanato Route ー Finale

ー The scene starts at the roller coaster’s boarding gate 

Yui: K-Kanato-kun...Does this rollercoaster go that high up...!? 

Kanato: Yes, it does. Are you scared perhaps? 

Yui: Eh? Ah, that’s not...

( Kanato-kun seems to really want to try this ride, so I can’t ask him to get off the ride now because it seems scary... )

Kanato: Hmm, I see...

*Rustle*

Kanato: But your hands...They’re shaking, you know?

Yui: ーー !

( He’s holding my hand...!? )

Kanato: Don’t worry. I’m right here next to you. 

Yui: Y-Yeah...

Kanato: Besides, you might actually end up enjoying it more than you expected? 

Yui: ( Hmー... I wonder...? )

Kanato: We’re here now, so you have to try and make the best out of it. Ah, look...Seems like the ride’s starting. 

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to Saint Nore Park’s venue

Yui: ( I didn’t think I’d have such a blast on the rollercoaster...! )

( The Tea Cups ride and the Shooting Gallery were both very fun too... )

( I wonder if it’s because Kanato-kun was with me...? )

Hey, Kanato-kun! What do you want to ride next? Or would you like to take a short break? 

I was told earlier that there’s a store which sells Parade-exclusive gelato. 

Kanato: Fufu...

Yui: What’s wrong? You suddenly started chuckling... 

Kanato: I was just thinking that you really seem to be enjoying the Parade. 

Yui: Ah, I’m sorry...! I’m the only one getting all excited...

( I’m just having so much fun walking around with Kanato-kun, I completely lost sight of my surroundings at some point... )

Kanato: Oh, please don’t mind. I’m having fun as well. 

It’s a little sad knowing that this is the final day of the Parade. 

Yui: Yeah...If only it lasted a little longer. 

Kanato: Shall we just come and live here then? 

By doing so, we can have a fun time together forever. 

Yui: Fufu, good idea. You might be on to something. 

( I’m sure we’d feel very blessed if we were able to live such a life... )

ー Somebody approaches them

Apple Pie Shop Owner: ーー Ah! You two...!

Yui: Eh...? You’re the Owner of the Apple Pie Shop...

Kanato: Yes? Do you need anything from us? 

Apple Pie Shop Owner: Yeah! I’ve been looking for you guys this whole time! I wanted to apologize for what I did the other day. 

Yui: ( I wonder if he’s talking about the poisoned apple pie he gave us...? )

Apple Pie Shop Owner: I’m sorry for putting you to the test like that...

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: O-Oh no! Please don’t bow your head...!

Kanato: She is right.

Thanks to the poisoned apple pie you gave us, I was able to learn a valuable lesson myself. 

Apple Pie Shop Owner: ...Ah...

Kanato: Besides, it led to some good things as well...

Yui: Kanato-kun...

Apple Pie Shop Owner: Hearing you say that takes a lot of weight off my shoulders. 

Also...I’d like you to have this. 

*Rustle*

Yui: Eh? This box...?

Apple Pie Shop Owner: It contains the Forbidden Apple Pie sold at my store. 

Back then I gave you a poisoned version after all. But this is the real deal. 

Kanato: We can’t accept it. We did nothing to deserve it after all. 

Yui: E-Exactly...We haven’t done anything. 

Apple Pie Shop Owner: It’s fine. You don’t need to earn it. 

You made it here to the Parade, so I want the two of you to get a taste of what my shop has to offer. 

*Rustle rustle*

Kanato: ...Okay. We will accept this. 

Apple Pie Shop Owner: Yeah! It was worth it to bake it for you two!

Yui: Thank you very much. We will savor every bite. 

Apple Pie Shop Owner: Go ahead and enjoy the little time that is left of the Parade!

Yui: Yes, of course...!

ー The owner leaves again

Kanato: That guy...He was actually a good person. Seems like I got the wrong impression of him before. 

Yui: ...Yeah, you’re right. 

( There’s a bunch of kind souls even down here in the Demon World. I’m glad I was able to discover that... )

Kanato: Let’s go back to the hotel then. We can eat the apple pie there. 

Besides, I want to spend the last few hours of the Parade with just the two of us. 

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the balcony of Mondstein Hotel

Yui: Waah! So this is the real Forbidden Apple Pie? 

Kanato: Yes, it looks very delicious!

*Cling* 

Yui: Here, Kanato-kun. Try it? 

Kanato: Are you sure? 

Yui: Yeah, of course!

It’s all thanks to you that I was able to get my heart back after all. 

So, I want to enjoy this pie together. 

Kanato: Fufu, I see. 

*Cling* 

Kanato: I will gladly have some then. ...Nn...

Yui: ...How is it? Is it to your liking? 

Kanato: Yes. It’s delicious...Very much so. 

It truly lives up to its name. I think this is the best apple pie I’ve tasted in my whole life. 

Yui: I see, I’m glad...!

*Rustle*

Kanato: ...Here. It’s your turn to try it next. 

Yui: Eh? But...

( This is Kanato-kun’s fork, isn’t it? )

Kanato: I will feed you. 

Come on...Say ‘aahn’, please.

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Aahn...Nn...

Kanato: Fufu, what do you think? 

Yui: Nn...It’s super yummy! Just like you said!

( The sweet and sour aroma of the apples spreads inside my mouth...It truly is delicious...! )

Kanato: I’m glad to hear that. You can have the rest then. 

Yui: Eh? You’ve already had enough? Do you not like it, perhaps? 

Kanato: Oh no, I do. 

But in the end, I think I still prefer theseーー 

*Smooch*

Kanato: Nn...

Yui: ...!

Kanato: ...Fufu. Thanks to the apple pie, your lips taste even sweeter than usual...

Nn...Nnh...

*Smooch*

Kanato: Nn...You really are special. 

You might be my very own forbidden fruit...

Yui: ...Nn...

*Rustle rustle*

Kanato: ...Say, I want to kiss one more time...

So Yui-san, please look my way.

Yui: ...Sure...

*Rustle*

Kanato: Nn...Nnh...

*Smooch*

Kanato: I love you...You are mine, forever and ever...

ーー THE END ーー

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