#Waffle Maker!MC

[sanctum-of-ramshackle]

Egg Waffles, anyone?

[TWST AU]: MC/Yuu sells waffles (and other desserts) to get by.

[Synopsis]: In this timeline, what if MC/Yuu starts selling the Hong Kong-styled Waffles and other delicious snacks from their home world? That way it can provide enough Madol for both Grim and themselves than whatever allowance Crowley has given them. (Cheapskate bastard-)

[Gender Neutral MC/Yuu]

[TW]: Little bit of Ace slander

[(A/N)]: I actually work at my mom’s dessert bar and we make fresh waffles with ice cream + toppings or just plain with the option of adding sugar powder. Another note is if you don’t know what it looks like. It’s something like this:

[Original Image Source]: https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.cnn.com/travel/amp/hong-kong-bubble-waffles/index.html

[(A/N)]: There’s also a recipe I found that maybe anyone can try out.

[Egg Waffle recipe]: https://youtu.be/VNDvNUpT-f8

Ever since falling into Twisted Wonderland, MC/Yuu and Grim were the only ones staying at the abandoned building widely known as the Ramshackle Dorm at Night Raven College.

With money being tight and Crowley who probably is a stingy crow, the two need to find a solution for their financial troubles.

Then MC/Yuu remembers something: The Egg Waffles.

MC/Yuu: Wait! I have an idea to earn more Madols!

Grim: Really?! What?

MC/Yuu: Egg Waffles!

Grim: *Confused* What waffles?

MC/Yuu: They’re waffles that were sold back in my home world. They’re delicious. It’s like mini edible pockets: crispy on the outside, fluffy in the inside. I don’t think anyone around here thought of this. Come on. Let’s experiment.

For the next week, the Ramshackle Dorm is filled with the scent of freshly made waffles.

The smell even attracted some troublemakers: The ADeuce Duo.

You see, Ace and Deuce only want to visit their friends as someone wanted answers for Professor Trein’s history assignment. (Looking at you, Ace. You jerk /j.)

Deuce only came along to try talking Ace out of cheating- Taking advantage- purposefully finding answers without effort.

*Sighs* Who am I kidding? He will and always find shortcuts to everything- Little Bastard Boy…

Anyway, the two Heartslabyul students are heading to the ol’ dorm and when they arrived, the fresh smell of Hong Kong style-Waffles hits their olfaction receptors.

Ace: Prefect, we need your-

MC/Yuu: Ace, Deuce! Thank god you’re here. Quick, try these samples. *Shoves some waffles in their mouths*

Deuce: *Muffles* Mm! These are…delicious!

Ace: *KOFF!* *KOFF!* What was that for?!

MC/Yuu: Sorry. I needed honest reviews for these waffles. I’m planning to sell some so Grim and I won’t suffer in money troubles.

Deuce: They tasted amazing. What kind of waffles are they?

MC/Yuu: They’re called Egg Waffles that originated from a country back in my world. Traditionally eaten as plain, but they are trendy with ice cream and other toppings added inside. Anyway, there’s work to be done before it’s ready for everyone.

Ace: Wait. Before you continue these experiments, you did the assignment for Professor Trein’s class, right?

MC/Yuu: …Do you want another waffle shoved up your a-?

Anyway, the ADeuce duo left, with some waffles.

The following week, MC/Yuu asked Crowley if they can open a small business within their dorm so they won’t pester him every time for allowances.

Surprisingly he let them. (Not for their sake, but he also heard rumors within the school that the Ramshackle Dorm is scented of baked goods. He wanted to try them.)

Now, business is open!

[Waffle Joys Official Opening!]

MC/Yuu: I can’t believe this isn’t a dream. We’re gonna be okay, Grim.

Grim: You said it! Can’t wait for limitless tuna… *Salivating from the thoughts of tuna cans*

[Doorbell jingles, revealing the First Years as the first customers.]

MC/Yuu: Welcome to Waffle Joys!

Ace: Yo, MC/Yuu!

Deuce: We came by to congratulate you on opening day.

MC/Yuu: Aww thanks guys.

Sebek: What are the specials? I must know as I heard you can make some with ice cream inside. Not because of me, but for Waka-sama.

Epel: Yeah! I want one before Etiquette class.

Jack: Small snack after practice.

MC/Yuu: Coming right up! They’re based on familiar desserts.

[🧇THIS WEEK’S WAFFLE SPECIALS!!!🧇]

Cherry Pie Waffle

Purin Waffle

Cinnamon Apple Waffle

Sweetened Pear Waffle

Macaron Delight Waffle

[After waiting for their orders, they got their respective desserts and thanked their friend before heading out back to their usual routines.]

MC/Yuu: *Counting the money* You think this will start a successful business one day?

Grim: I think so? Whatever. As long as I get tuna.

MC/Yuu: *Sighs* You and your tuna.

[DING! DING! DING!]

MC/Yuu: Welcome to Waffle Joys! Wait, Azul?

Azul: Charmed to see me, Prefect~?

Jade: It’s a pleasure seeing you again, Prefect~

Floyd: Hey, Koebi-chan!

MC/Yuu: Azul, I’m not falling for another deal after what happened back then. What is the real reason why to came to Ramshackle?

Azul: Oh, how harsh of you to assume I would drag you into another deal.

MC/Yuu: Just spit out what you want.

Azul: I want your business to collaborate with the establishment of the Monstro Lounge.

MC/Yuu: *Wields up their waffle iron* Absolutely not. First of all, I started this business because Grim and I aren’t getting enough support from Crowley and second, how do I know I’m not trapping myself into another unfortunate end because of you?

Azul: I’m not making you a deal. I only decided to come by because, well…

MC/Yuu: *Realization hits them* I’m stealing your customers, aren’t I.

Azul: *Grasps on their shoulders* How did you do it?

MC/Yuu: Easy. I just remember something nostalgic and whipped them up with modern takes.

Azul: *Lets go* I need you at Monstro Lounge. Now.

MC/Yuu: No way. If you want your “precious regulars” back, how about advertising both our respective eateries and with a fair price on our ends. Is that fine with you?

Azul: Hmm…If it attracts more customers, then it’s a deal.

MC/Yuu: *Slams an unsigned contract in front of Azul* By my contract, not your Unique Magic.

Azul: *Taken aback* How long were you holding this?

MC/Yuu: Since I first experimented, I knew you’ll come around.

[DING! DING! DING!]

MC/Yuu: Welcome to Waffle Joys!

Crowley: Greetings, Prefect!

MC/Yuu: Crowley, this is surprising to see you as you’ll only come because of “favors.”

Crowley: Oh no no! I only came to try this Egg Waffle because some students were posting pictures on MagiCam and it’s trending.

MC/Yuu: Well, I did ask permission and you given in the idea. So what waffle would you like to order?

[10 minutes later]

MC/Yuu: Here’s your waffle, Headmaster Crowley! Enjoy your order!

[He ordered a Charcoal Black waffle with Black sesame ice cream and sliced toasted almonds, sprinkled with powdered sugar. On top of that is drizzled with condensed milk.]

[Now Crowley joined the Waffle Frenzy.]

Now I’m imagining that if an Overblot breaks out, MC/Yuu would pull out their waffle iron.

Then, “WHAM!!!”

Knocks over the person in despair, coughing out a Blot stone (Which they caught before Grim could eat it).

The Overblot victim comes back to their normal state, and MC/Yuu gives them a waffle as an apology since they “didn’t know their own strength.”

✨[Reblogging helps creators and creates more content.]💫

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[inspiringimarah]

update** all mods should be good now 🥰

I am keeping an eye on the Scarlet's Realm list so I will continue to update the list and with any new mods I add to my game 💕💕

overrides

Refreshed Main Menu - mine is Glade

Urban Erotica (functional books)

No Tune After Loading

Nap Replacement Mod

Restaurant Default Menu

MyxDoll Fenty Beauty Override 

HighSchool Years Textbook Override

Toothbrush override by dsco

Paintbrush Override

The Ultimate Default Underwear Collection by vixonspixels

Paired Selfie (in game photo overrides)

iPhone 12 Override OR H&B Smartphone Override (ONLY CHOOSE ONE)

UNO Card Replacement

 Photo replacements (in game)

Pink Build Buy UI 

Black Sitcom TV Overrides 

San Sequoia Bridge Override

Realistic TV Mod (Reality TV)

Realistic Phone Icons (multiple available on CoCo Games patreon)

Phone Wallpaper Kit OR Phone Wallpaper Override (only pick one)

Control Any Sim

San Myshuno Billboards

PC Game Overrides 

CocoGames Video Game Bundle

Starbucks on Campus

My Wedding Stories Engagement Ring Recolours 

Stand Still in CAS Poses

Hidden Highlight 

Functional Airpods

Hello Kitty Infant Seat

The Missing Plumbob

No zzz (when sim is sleeping)

Towel After Shower

Functional PS5

Black Art Painting Mod

The Sims 2 Font or Life is Strange Font (only pick one)

Gallery Poses (female)

Gallery Poses (male)

Gallery Poses (couple or duo) 

Take Off Shoes With Animation

Stop Random Accessories on Townies

Parenthood Recolour - link is at the bottom of the thread

lighting

check my updated lighting mod list here

cas & loading screen

CAS background

Loading Screen Plumbob Replacement  OR by pinkishwrld

Minimalist CC Wrench Override

More CAS Columns (I use 5)

Map Replacements Overhaul

I alternate my CAS backgrounds so see below for my fave creators:

- MeekGames

- Ellcrze  

- LadySimmer

- SlimmazSimz

- Essemelle 

- BougieChloe

- SierraTheSimmer

- Xurelia

- DonavinGames

- NeriSims

food

Somik & Severinka (I use the Realistic Cooking Mod & all others they have)

ONI Custom Food

QMBIBI Stirring the Pot

QMBIBI Thee Kitchen Tablet

Functional Breakfast Cereals

Airfryer

Waffle Maker

Pressure Cooker

gameplay

misc

Computer Side Gigs

Kuttoe Mini Mods: Small Additions

Bed Cuddle

Carry & Kiss

Longer Parties & More Guests

Functional Magazines

Better Social Media Sponsorships

Higher Lifestyle Brand Payouts 

QMBIBI Skincare Mod

QMBIBI Express Delivery

QMBIBI BabyCare Overhaul

Online Skills 

It’s Movie Time 

BabyCare Mod

Basemental Drugs

Basemental Gangs

Celebrate Adoption

Sip & Paint Event

Luxury Real Estate Career

Recipe Notebook

Functional Selfcare Set

Sulani Events Calendar and Flyer

Functional Personal Care Products

Go For A Jog... Together

Morning Routine

Everyone Can Sleep Together

Spa Day Face Masks From Mirrors

Pole Dance Mod

Online Apprenticeships 

Turn the TV on

Ask For Money 

UI Cheats

MC Command Center

Self Manicure & Pedicure

Make Functional Perfumes

Shear Brilliance - Active Hairstylist Career

Cute Romance

LOT 51

- Ring Doorbell 

- Dust Buster 

- Plumbros (heating, plumbing & cooling)

- Alarm Clock 

- Simlink (wifi)

High School Years

Fashion Authority   KimbaSprite has a tutorial on this mod here

More Classmates

Adeepinigo

I have many mods by this creator, check out their website here

Lumpinou

There is an index on Lumpinou’s Patreon with all the below mods listed, see here

- LGBTQIA+

- Memory Panel Mod 

- Open Love Life

- RPO Collection “Realistic & Pregancy Overhaul”

- Science Baby Tweak

PandaSama Childbirth 

SimRealist 

- Mortem 

- Real Estate

- Private Practice

- Sim National Bank 

- Sim National Bank Bills

- Sim National Bank Financial Center

SimWithShan

- Cyber Teacher Career

- Homebody Prefences

- Housewife Aspiration

pose player mods (for in game photos)

- Andrew Poseplayer 

- Teleport Any Sim 

Go to creators for poses & animations: 

- KatVerse 

- King Black Cinema 

- Frxsk0sims

- helgatisha

- AfroSimtricSims 

- Gawdly Games

- Hardswae

- Maysbat

- TS4 Poses (tumblr blog)

♡

#the sims 4 #the sims 4 mods #sims 4 mods #ts4 #ts4mods

[ebonysplendor]

Trembling Essence (Extended Demo)🌲

TL;DR: Noah is cute and all, but what isn't cute is the fact that he wants us to stay holed up in this mouldy ass house with him. Like, I get that you live around, or possibly in, a swamp and everything, but damn, bitch, you live like this...?

Game Link: https://zombeebunnie.itch.io/trembling-essence-extended-demo

Notable Features: Self-Insert, Yandere LI, Choice-heavy, HP Bar, Affinity Bar, Gender Neutral MC Spiciness: 0/5 -- Unfortunately, because this man is fine as hell... LI Red Flags: 1.5/5 -- Pretty bossy, pretty moody, and a lil' sassy, but other than, pretty solid dude (so far)

Wanna know more? Well, let's get into it!

So, listen. I have been meaning to finish and get this posted for like three, maybe four, or possibly even five weeks now, and damn it, I'm finally going to, so overlook the excessive grammar errors or whatever; I was lowkey rushing lol. This ain't about that though; it's about this visual novel, and let me tell you, I think it's really good, and it's super promising so far.

I know, I know, I know; I say that about every game but hear me out!

If you've read my reviews before, then you know that there are certain qualities about a visual novel that just scratch my brain in a particular way and absolutely ruin me in the most perfect way possible. One of those things is a choice heavy game. As I've said many a times, I am an absolute slut for a choice heavy game. It is something about every decision that you make mattering in the most detrimental way possible, bonus points if the consequence isn't immediate. Like, yes, make me hesitate and overthink if I should have waffles or cold pizza for breakfast, dev daddy...maker mommy...program parent? Program parent doesn't have as 18+ of a ring to it, admittedly, but we'll make it work.

Anyways, as I mentioned, the game is super good, and as far as I can tell, it's pretty choice heavy. Like, I'll play a route damn near the same way, but respond differently to one thing, and there's a whole new option the next time around like huuuuuuh? Absolutely love the visual novels that do that.

I'll get more into how amazing the actual game itself is in a second, but I'm a little impatient, and I want to jump into the synopsis. Nothing even really popped off as far as showing the LI's yandere side -- well, at least not as crazy as it could be. It was implied, and there were little peaks, but nothing too wild popped off -- but this has some damn good build up for the rest of the game.

Right now, and tragically, it's just the (extended) demo, but it is damned good. But, no, seriously. I'm going to go ahead and jump into the summary. As per usual, ya girl is going to tell you as much about this game as possible without ruining the game itself as a whole. Why? Because, duh, I want you to play it! That's the whole reason for the reviews, big dawg!

So, without further ado, I'm going to get into storytelling mode and summarize the game for ya!

So, boom.

When this whole thing pops off, we're lost in the woods.

Because we're lost with, like, zero bearings of our surroundings, we just kind've wait around in this hollowed out, rotten tree for someone to come along and help us. Admittedly, kind've a tall order, but we're trying to stay hopeful in this hopeless situation, so we wait it out.

We wait, and wait, and wait, and wait some more. We're sleeping on and off, and it's honestly making us feel worse. Why? Well, first off, it's hard to sleep in the current situation we're in anyways. Not to sound ungrateful, because at least we're somewhat shielded from the cold and wind and rain -- yeah, we're dealing with that, too --, but sleeping in a literal swamp area is not the most pleasant sleeping condition, let alone sleeping outside in general. The second is, since we aren't actually fully sleeping, we just feel tired whenever we wake up. It's just an all around sucky situation, but it'd be stupid to continuously wander around when we just see trees and more trees.

With not really much of an option other than to wait and get more crappy sleep, we wait and get more crappy sleep. The next time that we wake up though, it's because we hear the crunching of leaves and someone staring us down until we wake up, and when we do --

GYATT DAAAAAAAAAAMN.

Well, well, well!! Are we still asleep? Are we dreaming because I'm about to act ALL THE WAY up. Like, my most pleasant and ladylike woof for you, my good, visually pleasing sir, and I mean

Woof~♡

Even still though, going from seeing no one to seeing someone, especially this damned close, is pretty startling, so we try to go further back into the tree, but there's not really much further back that we can go.

This guy -- his name is Noah, by the way, and is an absolute bae -- sees us do this, and he's just like "Ayo, calm down. It's just me. Also, you look rough. Haha, sorry, that was rude, but like, this is what happens when you run off". ...Huh?

"Run off"...? Oh. Oh right. This is one of those games. Lmao I almost forgot that this man is probably psycho.

Anyways, he's pretty much lowkey talking shit. Like, he's not trying to from the tone, but he's pretty firm about what he's saying. Basically, we've been gone for about 2 and a half days now, and he's like, either we can come back with him and ensure our safety and survival or we can fuck around and find out. The reason why I say this is because apparently there' s another storm coming, and it's implied to be worse, not to mention that it's going to get mad cold.

...Well, we definitely don't want to fuck around and find out, so we go with him.

He's lowkey still talking shit, though, saying that he's glad we're being "very reasonable" this time and all that, but he's being pretty sweet about being gentle with us; he even helped dust our clothes off and offered to be better company this time around.

We make it back to his cabin, and it's still kind've ghetto and mouldy, but it's better than the last time we were here, so he must've been serious about trying to be better company. That being said, Noah starts trying to rizz us up a little...or that's how I took it, because I'm highkey down bad for this man.

In actuality, he just knows that we're in pretty bad shape and is trying to help us out by getting us on the couch, cleaning our face, feeding us, getting us warm, and, honestly, trying to be as gentle as possible. Partially, because he probably doesn't want us running off again, which he makes super clear because, as most people like him do, he explicitly tells us to never pull that crap again and that he just wants to keep us safe and all that.

Anyways, he gets us some clothes and let's us take a shower. Just because I feel that it's necessary to be said, there's mould in here, too, but it's only a little bit, and it's at the corner of the ceiling. Now the thing is, we can smell some kind of cleaning products so whether he used it on the walls or the utilities that were in the bathroom, we're not sure, but it reassures us that he does at least make an attempt to clean. I mean, the mould is still gross, but at least we aren't outside in the storm and freezing cold.

After a bomb ass shower, we head back out into the living room and regroup with Noah. He makes sure that we're all good and heads into his room to call it a night, but not before very sternly -- what's up with the random sass? -- telling us to not wake him up. Like, yeah, because there's so much to do in this dank, mouldy-ass, minimalist cabin that would cause such a ruckus, Noah. Like lmao be for real, homie.

Whatever, though, we just kind've let him go on about his business. Once he's gone, we look outside and oof...

He wasn't bluffing. Not only did it rain like he predicted, but it's coming down mad hard.

...

I mean, it would be totally stupid, yeah, but we could take our chances and escape for realisies this time since we're refreshed, or we could wake up Noah like he specifically told us not to do, maybe look around a bit which he also told us not to do for whatever reason.

Hmmmm...decisions, decisions.

Super sorry if the storytelling didn't flow as well as usual (if it even did beforehand), but I was pretty excited about getting to the review.

Me, personally, this was a demo done so absolutely correct. I'm honestly anticipating this visual novel so hard, and it's more for the story than the actual game because Noah is so...normal so far? Like, right now, he just seems like your typical tsundere hard ass that gets sassy for no apparent reason but has those really soft moments. I'm so ready to see this man come totally undone. Like, I need to see how psycho this man actually gets, because why did we run off the first time? Did we get kidnapped? Did he help us and wouldn't allow us to leave? Are we actually his partner and we tried to call it quits but our memories got wiped and now he's trying to start fresh so that's why he doesn't want us looking around? Was the reason we left because of the mould? Like, I have so many questions, and I'm invested in this story.

Can we also talk about the affinity and health bar? Such a nice touch; I love it. The way that everything in me just drops whenever either of those bars starts dipping down, and then the apprehension I got when they'd get dangerously low. Like, wait, what's going to happen to me? I'm honestly so excited to see what kind of turmoil the dev decides to create with it. I wonder if it's not what it seems though. Like, I wonder if you have to get his affinity in a certain range versus trying to max it out or as close to max as possible. You know, like you can't just always be a "yes" person towards him, but you're not supposed to be super combative either; just enough to get that cozy 72% and unlock a true ending or something.

This game has so many possibilities and so much potential, and I'm just damned excited about the direction that it's going in. The art style is sleek, the LI is a total bae, and the story is storying; it's an experience and a damned exhilarating one. Like, I'm in deep just because I'm so curious about, first off, what's going to happen next and, second, what tricks the dev still has up their sleeve that they hadn't showcased yet.

Okay, I think I've gushed enough. I absolutely recommend playing the game if you haven't already. Like I said, as far as the LI goes, nothing too out of pocket happens, just some sass, but the build up is damned solid. Definitely give it a good playthrough if you're willing, not to mention, there is multiple "endings" just in the demo which is wild. But yeah, if you want to give it the ol' college try, here's a link to the game. If you end up liking it and/or want to give the dev that extra push to keep going with a classic "Ayo, this game is kind've dope, and you are you. Give MOAR", head over to the game page (or the dev's tumblr) and post those encouraging words; if you're able, drop a few coins for them, too -- I'm sure they'd appreciate the extra support.

That's all from me though, so now, I'm going to somewhat awkwardly close this out and use this as a transition sentence since I can't think of anything better.

As always! A huge reminder! Drink water, don't be dumb, and hope to you around~!

Trembling Essence

Dev's Tumblr Page

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[vendetta-if]

HI WKJA';L;P.L';EWFLKFDS.;; its the same idiot who asked whether it was okay to post my sequel mc so ummm- here am i in all of my glory (and by glory i mean repulsiveness 💔) i unfortunately lost the drawing i had of my sequel mc so for now use your imagination while i try to find it 💀 but anyways- my sequel mc's name is Rei :D (he/him) he is mixed in terms of ethnicity but he does have some Scottish blood inside of him 😎 REI'S APPEARANCE: ➭ clothing style: cutesy and pastel coloured clothing (he also has an obsession with overalls <3) ➭ height: gremlin (short, 5'4) ➭ eye colour: hazel ➭ skin colour: rosy ➭ hair texture + colour: strawberry blonde and wavy ➭ hair length: shoulder length

»»————- ★ ————-««

FACTS ABOUT REI: ➭ loves to put colourful stickers on literally everything he owns (motorcycle, phone, motorcycle helmet, etc C:) ➭ pranks his family at every time the opportunity presents itself (luka, jackal, and his older brother 😋) " DAD 1 AND DAD 2 HOLY SHIT SEND HELP I ACCIDENTALLY DROPPED MY TACO BELL CRUNCH WRAP SUPREME AND NOW THERE'S BIRDS IN MY ROOM " *proceeds to sneak up behind them and dump a bucket of feathers covered in maple syrup when they enter his room* ➭ frenemies with ash and rin (context; rei is ridiculously overprotective of my other mc, remedy / remi) ➭ an actual menace to society ➭ loves to wear loose fitting / baggy clothes (because it makes him look cool with his clothes flapping everywhere when he zooms on his motorcycle and get chased by the police for going over 200 mph) ➭ i would say he would be crushing HARDLY on santana and skylar and cries because he cant choose but i dont even know if they are both ROs in the sequel 😭 (totally because i dont want the two of them to feel left out because i love the four ROs in the main story 💦) ➭ has an unhealthy obsession with exploding things (he wants a grenade launcher for his birthday) ➭ loves to fight on vehicles (by that he means shooting at his enemies while riding his motorcycle because he feels like john wick in a michael bay action movie) ➭ stubbornly believes that he makes the best waffles and refuses to use the waffle maker because he, and i quote: " I CAN MAKE BETTER WAFFLES THAN A GODDAMN STENSIL " (though everytime he forces someone to try it they end up vomiting because it's overcooked to oblivion - which he covers it up by putting unholy amounts of whipped cream and sprinkles) ➭ loves to bother his dads and brother for attention and affection every time after he completes an assasination (he likes getting showered by compliments and receiving strawberry milkshakes from his family) ➭ may or may not have a depressing past before getting adopted ✨ »»————- ★ ————-«« anyways i think thats all i have for rei so far- SORRY ABOUT THIS CESSPOOL OF CRINGE BY THE WAY 🤡

Ayy, hi, hi! ☺️👋 Thanks for sharing your Sequel MC!

Always love little gremlins 🤭 The big brother will have even more of a blast teasing short MC.

RIP to both Ash and Jackal for the pranks, though💀 But they would still love and be proud of Rei ☺️ And aww, Rei being protective of your Vendetta MC is so sweet 🥹

Fight on vehicles though 🤭 I might or might not have plans for that in the sequel 😏 As for MC’s past, Luka and Jackal adopted MC when they were still very little, so there might not be too many memories that your MC could even remember before being adopted 🤔

#asks #char: sequel mc #mc info share #vendetta sequel spinoff #if: vendetta #vendetta if #if vendetta #if game #if wip #dashingdon #choicescript

[ohbae-me]

Satan thinks he knows the ins and outs of the human world, but he really don't. Everyone knows it. He refuses to acknowledge it

"No MC, we just hold our hand out like this and the cab will pick us up" "or we could just use the app like a normal person?" (I don't know about other places, but you definitely don't hail a cab where I live like in movies lol)

"Coffee shops are the most common place to fall in love, MC" "..this isn't a movie, Satan."

At a bar with live music: "it's so nice to see a band before they make it big. We should get their autograph." "....."

Any sappy, romantic, or inspiring thing Satan has ever read or seen on a drama show, he expects to happen constantly. Someone bumped into MC in the grocery store, and Satan was incredibly upset about it because he thought the stranger and MC were going to fall in love now.

He also pretends to know what human world devices do, but he's always wildly wrong. Can openers, waffle makers, and blue tooth devices blow his mind. He also discovered he really likes ferrets? MC doesn't know how that one happened, but he's obsessed.

Send me your favourite Obey Me headcanon: Human World edition!

#obey me #obey me satan #satan #obey me headcannons #obey me headcanons

[still-a-morosexual-help]

OBEY ME! LESSON 59 DETAILED SUMMARY + DISCUSSION/THEORIES

*I wrote this days after the lesson was first posted and never bothered to go back and edit it so meaning there will be me theorizing about the next lesson as well

*I write a small para for each chapter and I write it immediately after finishing that chapter so there’ll be theorizing about the next chapter too

*I swear more than usual here

*Some of the dialogue is heavily plagiarized and a few is lifted directly from the story, the game is to figure which is which.

*Summaries and Discussions/theories for all the other lessons can be found on this blog under #obey me spoilers or #my theories or #my headcanons

There’s spoilers for The Arcana down there too in the 6th para…. Don’t ask me how or why it just happened

Asmo greets them in the morning and they have normal breakfast/early morning talk sprinkled in with things like how great the waffle maker is and ‘get a cuppa coffee yourself it’s just a button on the espresso machine’ and ‘remember when Satan thought the Roomba was a vehicle was cats?’. Satan blushes and says he meant it can ALSO be used as a cat vehicle but Levi says they all know that’s BS. Lucifer already looking tired tells Levi to sit down and eat and that Beel’s got whipped cream around his mouth. MC, now power crazy after becoming a legit sorcerer, uses their magic to make a napkin float and wipe Beel’s mouth. Beel blushes and thanks them. Belphie says it’s impressive that they don’t need to recite an incantation to use simpler magic. Mammon comes down half asleep and yawning and nearly trips over the cat’s vehicle when MC uses wordless magic to create a gust of him to pick him up and drop him on the couch. Lucifer praises them for it and Mammon snaps at them to be gentler next time they do something similar. Belphie asks if getting the full seal means anything has changed in MC’s magic and they say they can use more spells in this world now. Mammon says ‘cool just don’t use it to send me flying about again’. Beel asks if they can use summoning magic. Satan says it’s not the type of thing novices can do and even though Solomon will teach it to them now it’ll take a lot of practice. Lucifer tells them to start practicing soon and Asmo remembers the rest of them will be leaving soon (ugh I knew this was coming but I still hate it). Mammon asks if they really have to go back. If they can’t stay here longer and call it a homestay. Beel and Levi agree saying there’s more food/anime events here they want to experience. Lucifer tells them all to quiet down and eat breakfast, MC’s quiet an contemplates having to say goodbye again soon.

In Levi’s room he’s playing Devil Crossing and gushing over it. Asmo says he doesn’t get the game at all and Levi (kinda) explains why it’s so great. Satan asks Crowe to play the theme for “Another Purrrfect Day for Kitties in the Devildom” at max volume. Levi asks if Satan did that to be mean and he says the two of them were being so loud he couldn’t read his book, Levi tells him to go read in his room then. Beel tells Crowe he’s hungry and they say they’ll send a snack recipe to his DDD, Beel says forget snack and to send him one for a huge amount of food. Levi scolds him for ordering crowe around when they belong to him and Asmo says he thinks they should ask Barbatos to connect this house and the HoL together via portals so that they could visit whenever, and that it’d be the best example for friendly relations between their worlds. MC says they don’t know if Diavolo would agree and Levi agrees with them. Belphie says when Diavolo talks about peace and harmony between the three worlds he doesn’t think he means visiting the human world whenever. And Levi agrees with that. Asmo asks what makes them so sure and that they’re no fun at all. Satan says the two angels will probably stay here for longer. Asmo asks why angels et to stay and they don’t. Beel asks why they were sent down to the human world in the first place. Belphie says probably for the same reason they were sent to the Devilom – to learn about the world. Mammon comes to the door asking if MC’s there and they reply, he asks if they all never get sick of gaming (isn’t he the one who has weekly gaming nights with Levi, MC and sometimes Beel?). He tells MC they need to go to the angel’s halo asap cause Lucifer needs to deliver something to Barbatos. Belphie says that Lucifer probably told Mammon to do it and he’s heaping it on MC. Mammon tells him to stay quiet, that he’s busy and MC’s free. They don’t get much of a choice but I like to think they put up some token protest.

On the way they run into Diavolo and ask him where’s headed. He says he’s on the way back from the market. He asks where they’re going and when they reply he says he’ll join them as he’s craving Simeon’s coffee. They tell him that they heard about them all having to head home soon, he says he wants to stay longer but the new term at RAD is starting. He says they don’t need to feel sad though cause as a sorcerer all they need to do is learn summoning magic. He laughs and says that he’s never heard of a sorcerer summoning demons to their side just to hang out though. He says he knows Solomon can be a drill sergeant but he knows MC can do it and to hang in there. MC says that’s cool and all but I want to meet up with you too. He thanks them for saying that and says he feels the same and is sad that they won’t be able to see each other but without a pact between them they can’t summon him. And MC who has bigger balls than I could ever imagine having, whose bluntness gives me anxiety irl says cool so let’s forge a pact (WHEEZEEEE. You can’t just say that!? He’s the ruler of an entire dimension he can’t be under your control you dumbfuck I’m- Pls stop saying the first thing that comes to your mind! That moment in S2 where Diavolo and Solomon were acting all secretive and shady and MC just goes up to Solomon and says I wanna know the secret too still gives me anxiety. Fucking stop have some subtlety pls) And they don’t even ask it as a question? They just say “I’d like to forge a pact with you.” Ugh. I love MC but I could never be them. Diavolo, as expected, is stunned and speechless. He then bursts out laughing and later apologizes for it saying he didn’t mean to laugh and it just took him by surprise cause not even Solomon has had the guts to ask him that (You just know if the demon king was up and active MC’d just walk up to him and demand a pact too). And that he is happy they said that. He then gets serious and says he can’t cause as the future demon king he has his position to think of (Do you think the demon king will ever wake up? Or pass away? I mean Diavolo’s already doing his job I feel like this is something that can’t stay stagnant in the long run. And the demon king waking up would be an interesting storyline cause he’d technically outrank Diavolo but it was Diavolo who called the truce with the Celestial Realm so the last he knew the Devildom was still stuck in a war with the Celestial Realm, Lucifer and his brothers were still angels and humans were probably still on the menu…) Diavolo says though they can’t forge a pact he’ll always be there when they needed him and tells them not to forget that.  They can then hold his hand or put their arm through his. If they hold hands he asks if they can hold hands the rest of the way to the café and if they don’t mind that it feels a bit like a date. If they link arms he blushes and ask if they could slow down a bit cause it’s nice to walk through town together.

Luke and Simeon greet them at the café. Barbatos is surprised to see Diavolo but thanks MC for the delivery. After Simeon brings the coffee he’s told about the start of the new term at RAD. Luke is surprised that Lucifer and the brothers are leaving and asks if this means Diavolo will be going too, Diavolo says that as sad as it is they will have to. Luke looks really sad and says “…oh…” and says he hoped at least he’d be able to stay longer. This initially shocks Diavolo before he says he wishes so too but that in addition to the new term he has lots of personal business to take care of as well. Luke then asks if Barbatos will be leaving too. He says his place is at Diavolo’s side and he must follow him wherever he goes. Luke seems even more upset and doesn’t reply. Simeon says he understands that Luke is upset but if he keeps looking that sad it’ll only make it harder for everyone else. Luke blushes and says he’s not sad and that all he was thinking about was how boring it’d be without all of them around causing trouble. MC asks if the two angels will still be there. Simeon says they will be able to still each other and Luke cheers, Simeon then says it’ll still be sad that they won’t be able to see everyone whenever they want to, Luke blushes and insist he’s not sad. MC suggests throwing a farewell party. Diavolo thinks it’s a great idea and Simeon suggests calling it a ‘till we meet again party’ saying it has a nicer ring to it. (I really really love how far they’ve all come since S1, that they’ve all made this mix and match chaotic friend group and that they’re all really sad that they won’t be able to hang out as a group anymore). Diavolo becomes very excited about doing “the thing”, “the thing?” asks Luke, “ah the thing…” says Barbatos. Simeon’s surprised that Barbatos can actually understand Diavolo and Barbatos says it’s because they’ve known each other for so long. Luke says being a butler is like having superpowers.

On the way home MC runs into Solomon, they ask him where he’s heading, he’s says he’s heading over to the café for a cuppa. He asks if something good happened to them, and then specifies and says he’s not using some sorcerer’s clairvoyance to see that cause their expression is telegraphs it. They tell him about the party and he says it sounds fun. He then tells them he’s been thinking about where they go from here and how to improve as a sorcerer they’ll need training, and he asks what sort of magic they’d like to specialize in, in the future. A.) Summoning magic – he says that makes sense cause it was why they wanted to become his apprentice/a sorcerer in the first place. B.) Healing magic (which MC used once in S2 without even having to be taught after observing Satan doing it just once – given their protective nature I’d think they’d be good at it) – He says that sounds like something they’d want to learn. C.) Badass attack spells (which they used against Diavolo’s kidnapper) – He says he’d be happy to teach them but asks he exactly they’re planning to fight (the way in S1 the answer would have genuinely been Lucifer is so funny to me for some reason). He says as a novice there’s a lot they need to learn about the magical arts and not just the spells but its history and origin in the three worlds. He says in order to master the stronger spells you need to understand its origin and relevant background. And that it might not be a bad idea to go back to RAD to study these things (the way my hopes soared at this, the way I got giddy imagining starting S4 already in the Devildom after MC leaves at the end of S3), then Solomon gets sad saying if they’re around the brothers he’d get to spend less time with them (BRO leave aside your jealousy and do what’s right for your student! If they need to be around 7pretty boys who just so happen to be in love with them, to study then that’s what needs to be done, I have no biases here I swear!) MC says they’ll do whatever he thinks is best (or they can say that he’s special to them and no one else will make them feel what he does). He’s surprised that they’d leave the decision up to him and says he’ll give it more thought and choose what’s best for them. He then hands them a ring. He says it’s a sorcerer’s ring and that cause they have the ring of light protecting them (aka stopping them from going super nova and destroying all three worlds) they don’t technically need another talisman but he wants to give this to them. They thank him (or they ask if it’s okay if they kiss him). He says they ‘re welcome and says that as his student and his apprentice they deserve nothing less and that they’re important to him (wonder if S4 will give insight to his first apprentice). He says there’s still so much he has to teach them and that he’s looking forward to it and that he’s happy to have them at his side.

Even from outside the manor MC can hear Levi and Mammon arguing. Mammon’s apparently got a part-time job in the human world and yesterday for payday and Levi wants his money back (and okay this is a question I’ve always had…where does Levi get his money from?????? As far as ik Mammon’s the only one with a stable part-time job but Levi always seems to have so much money? Not only is he able to spend a lot on akuzon but he always has money to spare for Mammon??? Where the fuck is he getting it from? Also does Diavolo pay Lucifer?) Mammon says he already spent it all and Levi says he wishes he would keel over and die, Mammon tells him to shut up and show his older brother some respect, Mammon tries to run away and Levi summons Lotan right as MC steps inside (Do you think Lotan ever gets tired of being summoned into small cramped spaces for no reason?) Mammon screams and asks why kinda idiot summons a sea monster inside a house, Levi screams at MC to watch out as (guessing by the noise) MC’s swept back outside the house by a tidal wave. In the bathroom, Levi’s sobbing and apologizing to MC, he says he was so pissed at Mammon he lost his cool, MC asks if they should be fighting like that as brothers, and he says they weren’t “fighting” fighting and the way I’ve said this same thing multiple times to my mother as a kid/teenager is…. Levi then says Mammon’s the worst cause he keeps buying things through crowe without asking Levi, he says that no matter how many times he changes his password Mammon keeps guessing it, MC tells him to stop using TSL passwords, he’s surprised that they figured it out as well (I mean…) He suggests they combine a word to make his new password -  something related to a special date or time and they spend more time in the bathroom bouncing words off each other until they come up with the perfect one. Levi blushes and says it feels special to have a password only the two of them know. IF you tell him it’s cause their relationship is special he asks them to keep telling him that he’s different from the others so that he’ll feel less anxious and that he wishes he could stay with them forever and that they could be a family and MC asks if he’s proposing to them and that’s when I screamed HOLY SHIT and noped outta there because HOLY SHIT!!!??? S2 the last two lessons was MC going around collecting special items from the brothers, is S3 gonna be them going around tryinta have a shotgun wedding with one of them so that they don’t have to stay in the human realm??? God MC’s so fucking proactive I could never. Remember early in S2 when MC told Mammon things would be easier if he just admitted to being in love with them!??? It’s the same with The Arcana and Last Legacy MC’s too??? Last Legacy’s MC is such a fucking little shit I actually prefer them over the LIs but the way they’re so forward scared me like YES she’s super pretty but she’s also holding a sword to your throat should you really be flirting with her rn!? And The Arcana’s MC is on a whole other level (specifically in Julian’s route) like this is the second time you’re meeting him why the FUCK are you trying to strip search him on your doorstep in broad daylight WHILE he’s wanted for a murder YOU were hired to investigate!? Or better yet this is just the third time you’re meeting him why the fuck are you pinning him to a wall and pressing your palm into his open wound on the off chance he turns out to be a masochist!?? Actually wait. MC had known Julian for possibly years and worked closely with him for sometime before shit went down and they both lost their memories of each other, but after meeting again even without memories they both realized the other was familiar to them so do you think it’s possible some deep unconscious part of MC that already knew it sparked the strong hunch in MC that Julian was a masochist??? BACK TO OM! MC can also say it’s all in levi’s head (a little too harsh for my taste but whatever) Levi says he’s lost his happy moment - crushed into teeny tiny pieces and that of course he’s the only one that feels like it’s special. He sniffles. (CAN’T WE SAY IT’S SPECIAL IN A FRIEND WAY!?)

In the kitchen Beel is trying to get Belphie to eat celery by offering to juice it and mix it with other stuff so you can’t taste it (I’ve never had celery but someone said it was like water but crunchy which doesn’t sound that bad?) MC asks what they’re up to, they’re using the juicer to make juice and are trying to decide what to add to it. Belphie says they’re making fresh fruit juice and want something a little extra and ask MC what they think should be added. “Celery,” says MC. Because they’re a shithead and I like to think this is revenge for that one time in S1…y’know what I’m talking about. Beel likes the juice, Belphie says he cans still taste the celery >:) Despite only making juice the kitchen’s an absolute mess and they’re all about to clean it before Lucifer sees when Belphie hears the ice cream truck. Belphie says he’s never bought anything from the ice cream truck before and Beel says he can go check it out and when Belphie brings up cleaning the kitchen Beel volunteers MC and himself to do it (y’know MC should really start putting their foot down) Once Belphie runs after the truck Beel says that Belphie being unable to stop himself from checking out something fun has never changed. Beel asks if they want the remaining fruit. They can ask him to feed it to them or say he can have it. After the second option he eats it before they can even get their whole answer out. He then gets sad about how after he leaves they won’t be able to do stuff like this again. He asks if there’s something they can do so that they can stay this way together. (MC can ask to take their relationship to the next level) MC says they can be made part of the family leaving whatever that means up to Beel’s interpretation (watch Beel go up to Lucifer and ask him to sign the adoption papers of a fully grown adult human being). He agrees that this could work and says while he already thinks of them as family that alone wouldn’t be enough to make it official. And says they should ask Belphie and that together the three of them will have to think of something. He says eventually they’ll think of a good way to keep them all together forever. He then tells them he’ll put the dirty towels in the laundry room and that he’ll catch up with them and Belphie later.

Outside Belphie hands them one of three ice creams and says they should head to the pool, they ask about Beel and Belphie says he’ll just follow the smell of ice cream (does ice cream have a smell? Like even a faint one? I mean it must right?) Belphie says that the twins also have a way of always knowing where the other is because they know each other the best, he says though it’s fainter he’s also sort of able to tell where the other 5 are and what they’re doing. And recently it’s become the same with MC as it is with the others. MC asks if it’s because they’re all family. He laughs and says that’s probably it. Before amending it and saying he’s sure that’s the reason. Belphie says that the brothers – Specially Mammon and after Belphie pauses to give it some thought, Asmo – would be thrilled about MC officially becoming family. MC – cheeky lil shit that they are – asks if only his brothers would be happy. He tells them of course he’d be happy and he asks them if they want a bite of his ice cream (they can ask to be fed it), they tell him no, it’s okay. He asks if they don’t like the flavour and then Beel shows up. Belphie says, “see when you’re family, you just know.” And When Beel asks what they’re talking about he smiles and says nothing.

So that’s the semi last lesson and then we’re done and each time they have to get separated again I feel so emotional but this time I feel like S3 really set up S4 with all this talk about the angels and Lucifer and Simeon’s worst fear and Simeon’s backstory and Simeon and Luke’s purpose in the human world, and possibly Solomon’s backstory too and maybe even Barbatos and just ugh I’m so excited for season 4 and the last lesson of S3 hasn’t even been released yet???

#obey me spoilers #my theories #my headcanons #obey me #obey me! #swd obey me #shall we date? obey me! #obey me shall we date #obey me leviathan #om! leviathan #swd leviathan #shall we date leviathan #obey me beelzebub #om! beelzebub #swd beelzebub #shall we date beelzebub #obey me belphegor #swd belphegor #om! belphegor #shall we date belphegor #obey me levi #om! levi #swd levi #shall we date levi #obey me beel #om! beel #swd beel #shall we date beel #obey me belphie #swd belphie

[zackcrazyvalentine]

It’s all fun and games until Mc turns out to be a cat person and Che’nya steals everyone’s waifu/husbando/waffle maker in 0.5 seconds

Everyone @ Grim & Leona: ....TIME TO FIGHT BACK, BITCH!!! GET OFF YOUR ASS AND HELP!!!

NRC HAS A CAT-MONSTER AND A LION MAN (and Lucius.. and many NPC cat beastmen, I’m sure)!!!! NO ONE WILL TAKE MC AWAY FROM CATBOY PARADI- I MEAN, NRC!!!

#zask #twisted wonderland #che'nya

[the-passenger-if]

Fiama and MC having to deal with a teenager Bruno who has a crush for the first time? How would Fiama give advic to their son about it? Also! How would a big bro Bruno act with a young sibling?

and

Would Fiama have more kids with Newman? If she does, can we have a fluffy big bro Bruno, little eldritch sibling and proud parents moment? Need myself that soft content.

The advice I see Fiama giving him is "For the love of god, wear a condom," xD She would be quick to add that he's the best thing that happened to her, but raising a kid isn't a walk in the park. If his crush can't get pregnant, she would still tell him to use protection. Bruno would be so embarrassed tbh.

Now for the prompt:

“Hey, watch out,” Bruno says sounding just slightly annoyed. “Aw, man. Look what you’ve done; there’s strawberry ice cream on my shoes.”

“Told you carrying them on your shoulders was a bad idea,” you comment.

He rolls his eyes at you, and then tilts his head slightly to look at the perpetrator. “My new shoes. What are you? A baby? Don’t you know how to eat yet, Boogers?”

“Don’t call your sibling Boogers, Bruno,” Fiama scolds him, but ‘Boogers’ is already laughing at the nickname. She shakes her head and throws you a resigned look.

“Why not?” Bruno says, “They are a big fat pile of boogers. Aren’t you?”

“Ew,” your kid answers with another delighted giggle.

“Give me some ice cream, Birthday Child,” he says and his little sibling watches him for another second before finally nodding and complying.

Not for the first time, the fact that your youngest is sharing their treat with somebody else takes you by surprise. Bruno is the only person they allow to get close to their food.

“Incredible,” Fiama mutters next to you, and you have to agree.

You and your family are out celebrating ‘Boogers’ fifth birthday while visiting the artisan fair. Fiama is talking about buying a new waffle maker while admiring a bunch of tiny miniature dollhouses. You know her enough to realize she’s trying to convince herself not to spend money on what she would label as useless nick-nacks.

“Now that I had my fill of ice cream I think I want to eat…” Bruno says next to you before grabbing your child’s leg and making them yelp in excited fear, “Boogers! Nom nom nom! I’m eating boogers, I’m eating boo—Ah! Um, h-hey, Sam. Didn’t see you there.”

You turn around to find three teens around Bruno’s age standing behind you. They are all dressed in an eclectic mishmash of checkered fabrics, neon fishnets, and just a cluster of skulls everywhere. The one Bruno is talking to—Sam—has fluffy bangs falling over one eye.

“Hey, Bruno,” they drawl. “Sorry, didn’t want to interrupt your… dinner.”

Bruno barks out a throaty laugh that has you doing a double-take.

“Yeah…” he says looking at his feet and then wincing at the stain of ice cream on his white shoes. He quickly looks up, back at Sam. “Um, this is my Boogers—sibling! This is my little sibling, today it’s their birthday.”

“Oh, hey,” the teen says smiling at your youngest, “happy birthday.”

“Thank you.”

Bruno’s smile is slowly shifting from a nervous wreck to a more genuine thing… until he remembers you and Fiama are standing here too, watching the scene unfold. He frowns at you and then his eyes jump to Fiama and he looks as if he’s about to have a stroke. You look at her too and realize why. She is beaming with unabashed glee; something tells you she’s just a second away from flashing Bruno two thumbs up.

Your oldest looks at you with big puppy eyes, practically begging you to drag his mom somewhere far away. You lift your eyebrows, So now you need me? He doubles down on the puppy eyes, his silent begging becomes desperate. Now you’re the one who wants to roll their eyes.

“Go with your friends,” you tell him, “we will meet at the entrance in—“

“An hour?” he asks all smiles.

“Half an hour.” You can see that he wants to retort but you send him a pointed look and he nods. You grab the birthday child, and watch Bruno and his friends walk away.

“Is it me,” Fiama says next to you as she runs a hand through your kid’s hair, “or Bruno was embarrassed by us?”

“He was embarrassed by somebody alright,” you tell her, then wince when she slaps you on the arm. “He’s fifteen, babe,” you tell her softly.

“Fourteen and eight months,” she says and then rests her head on your shoulder. “We’ll have to have the talk.”

“Haven’t you already?” you ask. “Two years ago, with a condom and a banana. He hasn’t eaten another banana ever since.”

She muffles a laugh against your shoulder before kissing it, and when you turn to look at her, she kisses you on the lips too.

#ask #tp fiama #tp bruno #valentines day 2 #Anonymous

[chemist-ana]

The New Rules- Sams POV

Book: The Nanny Affair

Characters: Sam, Ana Schuyler (MC), Robin, Sofia, Mason Sr., Mickey and Mason

Pairing: Sam Dalton (male) x Ana Schuyler (MC)

Rating: 18+

Content Warning: Sexual Language, Adult Language, Sexual Situations

A/N This is a brand new series that I was inspired to write. I am going to go chapter by chapter in Sam Daltons POV. This story is completely inspired by Choices The Nanny Affair. I have used most of the dialogue from the actual story, anything written in BOLD was taken directly from the book and therefore is not my writing- credit to our good friends over at Pixelberry! All characters are credit to Pixelberry except for my OCs

Summary: Life with Sofia around isn’t easy, but we are determined to not let it get to us.

Word Count: 5018- I just can’t seem to control myself with this story.

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I rarely used to have sleepless nights. Now? They are the new norm. I always wake up before dawn, and try to run the sexual frustrations of my restless dreams of Ana out of my system. I should have known by now, months after introducing her into my everyday life, that running alone doesn’t seem to satisfy my craving of her.

I step out of the shower, feeling the all too familiar burn of my exhausted muscles. I place my hands on either side of my bathroom sink and eye my reflection in the mirror, noticing the dark circles that have formed under my eyes. I take a deep breath and shake my head, here we go again, duty and responsibility right Dalton? Who the fuck am I kidding?

I pad into the kitchen, desperate for a cup of coffee to kick start my clouded mind. I pause for a moment when I see Ana, barefoot in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the boys. God, I could get used to this view. I think she senses my presence, because she looks up and flashes me her beautiful smile.

“Morning, Ana. Something steamy to start your day?” I ask as I grab the coffee pot and two mugs.

“You read my mind.” She responds with a smile.

I mix her a cup, a little sugar, a little cream. Just how you like it. I hand it to her, our fingers brushing for a moment before she takes it out of my hand. She takes a sip and her lips curve into a small smile.

“So, you are the kids are hitting Coney Island this afternoon?” I lean back on the counter, bringing my coffee to my lips with a grin.

“All the rides and games we can handle. Sure you can’t come?” She glances over her shoulder at me as she mixes the ingredients for breakfast. Waffles I assume, god she does love my boys.

“Tempting, but-“ I hear the elevator ding. The only person who would show up here this early is Sofia. Why didn’t she text me that she was coming over? I drop my shoulders and fight the urge to sigh, I just do not have the energy for this right now.

“Darling!” Sofia walks into the kitchen, setting a grocery bag on the counter and walking up to me, throwing her arms around my shoulders, what the fuck?

“Oh! Sofia, what are you-“

“Saying good morning to my boo-bear, duh!” She chimes, as she tries to pull me in again but I step back with a smile. My eyes flick over to Ana who is watching us with a frown.

“We have company.” I turn my attention back to Sofia and her eyes narrow at me.

“It’s just Ana.” She bristles.

“Yeah… I’ve lost my appetite anyway.” Ana moves to set her coffee cup down on the counter. Damn it Sofia.

“Ana, you don’t have to leave. This is your home too, and Sofia needs to remember that.” Boy I am going to be eating those words later… but Sofia just rolls her eyes at me.

“Whatever. I’m here to see Ana anyway.” Her lips turn up in a devilish grin as she turns her attention to Ana. “Grab me a cup of coffee, and let’s chat.”

I clench my jaw, and take a deep breath as I watch Ana’s face turn to annoyance.

“Sofia, we talked about this. It’s not appropriate to ask Ana to fetch you things.” I see Sofia’s shoulders stiffen at my words, but she turns to the coffee maker and pours herself a coffee. I watch as she purses her lips, clearly biting her tongue.

The boys come running into the room, perfect timing.

“Morning. What’s for breakfast?” Mason asks pushing his glasses up on his nose as he takes a seat at the bar.

“Oooo, waffles! Score!” Mickey smiles as he takes a seat next to his brother.

“I thought you boys could use a little treat for breakfast.” Ana grabs the plate piled high with waffles, a loving smile on her face. I watch her face turn to frustration as Sofia grabs the plate out of her hand.

“Hey!” Ana exclaims.

“Sofia, surely that’s not necessary-“ I try to diffuse the growing tension, but Sofia interrupts.

“This kind of unhealthy eating is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about, Ana.” Sofia says with a smile. Oh great, we don’t all want to eat your cardboard Sof.

“But waffles…” Mason looks at his brother, their excitement turning to anguish.

“Don’t worry, Mickey. I grabbed some fresh spinach and mushrooms to put in an egg white omelette for you and your brother.” Sofia removes the contents of her grocery bag onto the counter.

“I’m Mason.” I cringe at his tone but Sofia appears completely unaffected.

“That’s what I said.” She responds without even looking up.

You are making this so difficult Sofia… why can’t you just get it right? Her matter of fact tone sends a clear message, she doesn’t care. I try to catch her eye but instead she walks over to the trash can and dumps the fresh waffles right into the garbage. I pinch the bridge of my nose.

“Sofia!” Goddamn it.

“Nooooo!” Mickey calls out.

“Sofia! That’s so wasteful! You just threw out perfectly good food!” Red hot color is spreading up Ana’s neck, her fists balled up at her sides.

“We can afford it.” Sofia sets the dish into the sink and gives Ana a smirk.

“Food waste is about more than just money, you know.” I can see Ana’s knuckles turning white as the resentment in her tone grows.

“Sam, back me up here.” Sofia finally turns her attention to me with a challenging look. Oh fuck.

I look back and forth between Ana and Sofia. Shit shit shit, ok, diplomatic answer time Dalton.

“While I don’t agree with her methods… maybe Sofia has a point?” I think that was good?

“Really? Not you too…” Mason trails off. Not now Mason.

“Sam, I know you gotta defend your fiancee, but seriously?” Ana turns her blazing emerald eyes on me.

“We should try to eat a little healthier… as a family.” I give her a pleading look.

“See?” Sofia chimes with victory.

“But Sofia, you owe Ana an apology for throwing her breakfast out. That kind of behavior is not acceptable.” I turn my attention back to Sofia. She narrows her eyes at me and I can see her bite the inside of her cheek.

I clench my jaw, don’t back down Dalton.

Sofia slowly turns to face Ana and utters a quiet apology. God even Mickey could apologize better than that. I shake my head and turn my attention back to my coffee, which has grown cold. I set the mug on the counter.

“Can we still get cotton candy at Coney Island this afternoon, Dad?” Mason has disappointment written all over his face when I look up at him.

“Coney Island? That rat-infested germ factory? Absolutely not! Boys your age need to be educated, not entertained. There are plenty of museums you could go to instead.” Sofia places her hands on her hips and looks back and forth between Mason and Mickey.

I manage to stifle my aggravated laugh. Goddamn it Sofia.

“But Dad! You said we could go ages ago!” Mickey’s eyes widen as he looks between Sofia and I.

“Boys… Sofia is a part of this family now, and we have to respect the adjustments that might require.” I say imploringly. “Besides, a museum doesn’t have to be boring. You two loved it when Ana took you to the planetarium, right?”

“That was totally different.” Mickey looks down at his empty plate.

“Yeah, no one promised we could go to Coney Island first.”

I bite my lip in frustration with a shake of my head. It's going to be a long day.

***

“Isn’t your father back in town now?” Sofia asks breaking me from my thoughts.

I bite the inside of my cheek and take a deep breath. Why did I agree to ride with her again?

“Yes.” I answer without breaking my focus on the people walking down 5th Avenue.

“Sam, darling, you better not be upset about this morning.” She purrs as she places her hand on my thigh.

I turn my attention back to her.

“Sofia, I really would rather not talk about it. I have other things on my mind.” I turn my gaze back to the window. Like Robin, my father, and our meeting this morning. I pull my leg out from under her hand right as the town car pulls to a stop outside of Dalton Enterprises. Perfect timing.

“Well alright, bye boo-bear!” She leans in and presses a soft kiss to my cheek.

“Bye, Sof.” I exit the town car before her driver can open the door, stepping out into the humid morning.

***

I tap my pen against my desk, my mind racing. I glance down at my watch. Are they both actually late? I haven’t seen Robin since my engagement party, fuck, I hope he doesn’t bring up Ana in front of my father.

I hear my office door open and look up to see Robin, his usual cocky smirk plastered across his annoying face. I narrow my eyes at him and it makes him smile even bigger.

“Mornin’ Sammy. How is my favorite nanny?” He sits down in the leather chair across from my desk.

“Rob, I swear to god, leave her alone.” I clench my jaw and ball my hand into a fist on my leg.

He laughs and puts his hands up in defense.

“Sam, really dude? What is going on between you two anyways? Clearly she is into you, you know that right?”

I don’t entertain his question with an answer, instead I look down at the quarterly numbers.

“Sam. What the fuck? You do know. Dude, what are you doing? You are going to be the one to hurt her. I should be telling you to leave her alone.”

“You have no idea what you are talking about.” My eyes fly up to his.

My office door opens again, and I look over Robin's shoulder to see my father enter the room. I turn my gaze back to Robin and shake my head. He gives me a scoff and looks up at the ceiling.

“My boys, it feels good to be back in the city.” My dad takes a seat in the chair next to Robin, looking between the two of us. “What? Did I interrupt something?”

“Did you know Sam got a new nanny for the boys?” Robin places his hands on his knees and leans back in the leather chair. “She is pretty great, isn’t she Sam?”

My whole body stiffens at his words. I clench my jaw and bite the inside of my cheek. Fuck I want to punch that look off of your play boy face, you ass hole. My dad shifts his attention to me.

“Thats great Sam. We want to meet her, I will have your mother call you later to arrange that. Let’s get down to business, shall we?”

***

When I get home that evening, I find Sofia in the kitchen. I walk up and place a soft kiss on her cheek.

“Are the boys home yet?” I set my stuff down on the bar.

“Nope, just you and me. By the way, this house was full of junk food. I took care of it though.” She makes a point to brush her hands as if she was cleaning up a mess. She walks up to me and wraps her arms around my waist pressing her hips into mine. I look down at her brown eyes.

“Soon this will be our home together Sam, I just want everyone to be on the same page.” Sofia bats her eyelashes at me.

“I get it, let’s just take it one day at a time okay? These boys are dealing with a lot of major changes, we need to be a little forgiving.” I lean down and kiss the top of her head. I pull away from her embrace and grab the New York Times off of the counter. “I am going to go read this.”

I take a seat on the couch, my eyes settling on the darkness that is settling over Central Park. I am lost in the transformation that happens between the day and night in this city. I have lived here for damn near my entire life, but I still can appreciate this view. I hear the elevator ding, and then the sound of footsteps echoing through the penthouse. I look up and my eyes land on Ana.

“You’re back. How was your day-“

“We went to Coney Island, and it was the best day of my life!” Mickey interrupts with the biggest smile on his face.

“Don’t tell Aunt Sofia. Okay, Dad?” Mason walks up next to his brother with a matching smile.

“Excuse me?” Sofia walks in behind them, her mouth twisted in anger.

“Uh, boys… why don’t you go start your bath?” I look between the twins and flick my eyes towards their bathroom.

“Dad, are we in trouble?” Mason asks his eyes growing wide.

“Not at all. I’ll come help you in a few minutes.” I give them both a reassuring smile and they turn and run out of the room, avoiding Sofia’s glare.

“You took them to Coney Island? After I explicitly told you not to?” I see Sofia turn her sights on Ana, her scowl deepening.

“Sofia they still had an educational day.” Ana doesn’t back down and color rises on her cheeks. “I taught them about physics and-“

“That’s not the point!” Sofia interjects.

“It seemed like the point this morning…” Ana takes a step towards Sofia, her hands balled into fists at her side.

“Calm down, Sofia.” Shit that usually has the opposite effect. “It sounds like the boys had a good day, plus they got to let off some steam after all these new changes.” I look at Sofia imploringly.

“Are you seriously siding with her?” Sofia wheels on me, narrowing her eyes.

“It’s not about sides. It’s about what’s best for Mason and Mickey.” I say calmly, trying not to get defensive. “And while art galleries certainly have their place in a well-rounded educational experience, I approve of Ana’s decision to take them to Coney Island today.” And I am their father. I hold my breath, gauging her reaction to my words. She stares at me for a moment, I assume because she thinks I am going to back down. I rise to her challenge and straighten my shoulders.

“Fine. I can tell when I’m not wanted.” She narrows her eyes at me one last time before turning on her heal and walking out of the room to call the elevator. Fuck, I am going to be answering for this later.

I take a deep breath as I watch her leave the penthouse, pinching the bridge of my nose and shaking my head. I turn my attention back to Ana, her emerald eyes trained on me.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go after her?” The corners of her lips turn up in a small smile.

“It’ll be better for everyone if I give her some space before we try to talk.” I bite my cheek to keep myself from matching her smile. “She’s gotta learn this relationship is going to have its compromises at some point.”

I cross over into the kitchen, inhaling the sweet scent of Ana as I graze by her. I fight the urge to wrap my arm around her waist and pull her delicious body to my chest. Instead, I open a bottle of merlot and pour us each a glass.

“So, Coney Island, huh?” Our fingers graze as she takes the wine glass from my hand, igniting that all too familiar spark. I lean against the counter and take a sip of the smooth wine.

“Yup.” Her eyes dancing with humor.

“You could at least pretend you feel bad about starting a fight.” I watch as her cheeks turn a rosy pink and she looks away with a smile.

“I could, but we both know you’d see right through me.” Her emerald eyes rise back to mine.

“True.” I admit, taking a deep breath. “Honestly, I’m glad you went. Sofia can be unreasonable, and she doesn’t get the boys… not like you. You make learning fun for them, and you let them be kids. I appreciate that.”

I finally notice the prize she has tucked under her arm.

“I guess the twins aren’t the only ones you let still be a kid.”

“Oh, this old thing?” She pulls the stuffed penguin from under her arm with a smile. “I got this for you.” She take a step towards me and boops me on the nose with it. Eva used to do that… it makes me laugh out loud as I look at it in my hands.

“I’ll think of you every time I see it.” I look back up at her eyes which have grown dark. I feel her gaze in my core. Goddamn it woman.”Seriously, Ana. Thank you.”

“Sam, I wish you could’ve been there. You were the only thing missing from an otherwise perfect day.” She studies my face for a moment before looking back down at the penguin in my hands..

“It would’ve been nice to enjoy the day with the twins… and you.” Like a real family. “Next time. I’lll fake sick. Promise.”

“I’m gonna hold you to that.” Her eyes lock back on me.

I can’t help but stare into her eyes, and I hear her breath catch. The electricity arcing between us. Before I realize it, our bodies are only inches apart.

“Sam…” Ana whispers, her lips parting in anticipation. What are you doing Dalton? Robin’s words echo in my head. You are going to hurt this beautiful woman and its going to be all your fault.

“Dad, how full are we allowed to make our bath?” Mickey calls from the bathroom. A blessing in this moment before I do something else I am not supposed to…

The moment between us broken, Ana’s laugh echos in the room.

“You should probably go.”

I nod, searching her face. I wish I could tell her that we can’t do this… but the words die on my lips. I leave to finish the routine with the boys, her infectious laugh bringing a smile to my lips.

***

I glance at my bedside clock and groan. God, I am so hungry. I get out of bed and pull on my jeans and a plaid button down. I need to find something else to eat.

I pad out into the dark penthouse, flipping the lights on in the kitchen. I take a deep breath before digging into every cupboard, she had to have missed something, right? Nope. She got it all. I sigh before opening the fridge.

“Sam? What are you doing?” I jump slightly at the sound of Ana’s voice before shutting the door and focusing my attention on her.

“Same as you, I’m guessing. Searching for sustenance. Fair warning, it’s every man for himself out here.” I say with a mocking smile.

“Are you threatening to eat me?” She says her eyes growing wide.

I take a moment to appreciate her pajamas, the way her yoga pants hug her curves and the thin sheer fabric of her t shirt exposing her hard nipples.

“I wasn’t thinking about that, but now that you’ve mentioned it…” I see her blush at my words and she gulps, which makes my cock twitch. I know you taste sweet beautiful girl, but I need more tonight. “Seriously, though, you don’t have nearly enough gluten to satisfy me right now.”

I turn my attention back to the kitchen, closing all the cupboards with a sigh.

“Giving up?” Ana leans her hip on the counter.

“Going out. I’m thinking of sneaking off for a burger and fries… maybe a slice of pie… definitely a milk shake.” I look back to her.

“You’ll have to burn any leftovers.” She says with a smile.

“Oh, there won’t be any leftovers. Would you like to come with? The boys are asleep, and I’m sure Carter can hold down the fort while we’re gone. I think we both could use a little something sweet to tide us over…” Plus I wouldn’t mind spending an evening out with you…

She bites her lip and gives me a small nod.

“Let me go change first.” She turns quickly on her heels and leaves the room.

I type out a quick text to Carter and meet Ana in the foyer. We take the quick ride down to the street which is still bustling with people.

“Dare I ask where you’re taking me?” She smiles as I place my hand on the small of her back leading her down the street.

“You can ask… but I won’t tell. It’s a surprise.” I glance sideways at her with a smile.

“I’m not so sure I like surprises.” She says in a defeated tone. If only all surprises were as good as you.

“Really? I’ve recently come to like them.” I wrap my fingers around her waist as we dodge oncoming pedestrians.

“You mean like when Sofia surprised you on your birthday?” She looks up at me.

“God no, I was thinking more about when you suddenly appeared in my life…” I look down at her to see her lips spread wide in a smile. There’s that beautiful smile. “Ah, here we are.” I stop in front of Clements and open the door, ushering Ana inside.

“Ohmygod, is this heaven?” I watch Ana’s eyes flutter closed as she inhales the smells.

Close beautiful, especially being here with you.

The waitress gives us the go ahead to sit wherever we would like and I follow Ana to a corner booth in the back. I slide into the booth and Ana slides in right next to me, settling so our bodies are touching. I hear her sigh and I look down at her, a content look on her face as her eyes wander around the small diner.

“Comfy?” I ask her quietly.

“Very. I could stay like this forever.” She looks back over at me, her emerald eyes shining. Oh beautiful there are a lot of other ways I would rather spend forever with you, like on top of you, or under you.

“Really? There are a few other positions I’d prefer… although all of them do involve having you in my arms.” I remark, a familiar surge of desire shooting through me. ‘

Her eyes darken in response and I see her clench her thighs together, you have the same effect on me.

“What can I get started for you?” The waitress brings me out of my fantasy.

“What are the specials today?” I ask turning my attention to her.

“We’ve got the Sweetheart Special right now. Perfect for a couple like you two, if you’re interested…”

“Us? A couple? You caught us!” Ana says quickly before I have a chance to respond. I look at her out of the corner of my eye and I see her lovely smile. She reaches for my hand and we intertwine our fingers together. “We’re newlyweds, actually.”

I will play this game with you.

“Yeah, I can’t imagine my life without her.” I pull our locked hands onto my lap and flash her a loving smile, your hand feels perfect in mine.

“Makes sense! You have that glow about you.” The waitress looks between us writing something down on her pad. “Consider the Sweetheart Special on the house.”

I order the rest of our meal, and as the waitress leaves, an uncomfortable silence descends on our table. I can feel the nervous energy pouring off of Ana as she avoids my gaze.

“You doing okay over there?” I look over at her, our hands still intertwined on my lap, her gaze focused on the table.

“Totally! I was just thinking about how I’ve never been here before. It’s nice. I cook all he time, but it always tastes better when someone else does it for you. Especially if your cooking is terrible. Which maybe mine is. Ohmygod, I never asked you guys, I just assumed-“ Ana’s cheeks have turned rosy as she answers my question. She’s nervous Dalton, why?

“Whoa, whoa, slow down.” I give her hand a squeeze and I watch her take a deep breath. “It’s just me, Ana. You don’t have to be nervous.”

“Sam, I can’t help it. You’re you, and I’m me!”

“Exactly. We’ve had tons of conversations, just the two of us. Nothing’s changed.” Except everything is different right now, I know…

“This is… well, it’s different. It’s not the same as all the other times we’ve talked before.” Her eyes have grown wide as she finally looks up into mine.

“‘Cause we’re at a diner?” I ask casually.

“‘Cause we’re basically on a date.” She puts emphasis on her last word and her face drops as she looks back at the table. “And you’re still engaged to Sofia.”

She pulls her hand away from mine and places them in her lap. I watch her wring her fingers together for a moment. God, I definitely didn’t mean to make you upset… comfort her asshole. I take a breath and bring my arm around her shoulders, she immediately leans into my touch with a soft sigh. You fit so perfect…

“I’m sorry, Ana. I was being insensitive to your feelings. I didn’t invite you out here to make you feel bad. I just wanted to treat you to a piece of pie, promise.” And I wanted to spend time with you… alone… like a ‘normal’ couple.

“I know, it’s just… it’s all so confusing.” She responds quietly.

I know she was about to say more when the waitress returns to the table, setting down a large strawberry milkshake and two straws. When she leaves my eyes return to Ana’s face, hoping she will elaborate.

“Sam, let’s just enjoy the night. Starting with this milkshake.” She leans away from me, grabbing a straw and taking a sip.

“Are you sure?” I narrow my eyes at her slightly, not convinced she is alright.

“Positive. Dibs on the cherry.” She says with a laugh as she pops the cherry in between her pink lips. God I can think of something else I want to put between those pretty pink lips. The thought makes my cock twitch. The waitress returns with the rest of our meal and I watch the smile spread on Ana’s face. So beautiful…

“I was right, this is heaven.” She surveys the burger and fries.

“Wait ’til you try the pie.”

We eat in a comfortable silence, the nervous energy from earlier suddenly gone.

“Wow, you really don’t know how much you miss sugar until it’s completely eradicated from your diet.” Ana sits back with a sigh.

“In the future, we’ll just have to satisfy our sugar craving in other ways…”

“Oh? Got something particular in mind?” She looks up at me, her emerald eyes darkening.

Oh you know what I mean, beautiful. The waitress shows up with the pie, removing our empty plates and setting it down between Ana and I with a smile. Ana’s eyes never leave mine.

“You’re not getting out of answering that easily.” Her voice laced with desire.

“You already know exactly what I’m thinking, Ana.” I clench my jaw and lower my eyebrows. I watch her breath catch and a blush creep up her neck at the intensity of my gaze. I turn my attention to the cherry pie. I can see Ana’s eyes still trained on me as I take a bite of the pie.

“I want…” Her voice trails off.

“What do you want, Ana? Tell me, and it’s yours.” I look into her eyes.

“I want you to feed me.” She says breathlessly.

“Consider your wish granted.” I take another piece of pie and lift it up to her lips. She opens her mouth and a surge of desire shoots through me.

“Ohmygod…” She moans her eyes fluttering shut. Fuck you are making me hard, and you have the smallest bit of cream on your lip.

“You’ve got a little something on your lip.” I lean towards her, inhaling her scent, and reach my thumb up to wipe the cream from her lip. Before I have a chance to move away her tongue darts out of her mouth and licks my thumb. Fuck. I moan her name as I reach out and place my hand on her cheek. Her eyes flutter shut again, her long eyelashes fanning across her delicate skin. I can imagine you taste so sweet right now… cherries and Ana…

Suddenly my phone buzzes on the table. Ana’s eyes fly open and she leans back in the booth. I grab my phone to silence the incessant noise with a loud sigh.

I clear my throat when I see its my mother calling.

“Hello?”

“Hello Sam darling, your father told me that you have a new nanny for the boys.”

“Oh… yes. I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

“Robin told your father that she is quite the young lady and great with the boys.”

“Yeah, she’s great.” My eyes flick to Ana as she stares at me quietly.

“We want to meet her, and of course I want to see my grand children. Why don’t you guys come to the club next week?”

“You want to… Next week? A-alright, Mom. See you then.” Shit… goddamn it Robin.

“Ciao, Sam and say hi to the boys for me.”

I hang up the phone with a sigh. My eyes meet Ana’s.

“What was all that?” She eyes me curiously finishing another bite of pie.

“My parents. They want to meet you.”

I turn my eyes to the people walking by outside the window… fuck.

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[asra-arcana]

Asra’s life with his parents?

okok so

-little asra was very much a trouble maker (though he usually meant well)

-they started teaching him magic a little too young tbh

-he didn’t quite know how to control his magic at first, so there was a lot of accidents

-his mom made the best waffles every sunday (he always tried to recreate them for mc but never could get them the same)

-his parents both worked at the palace fairly often, so a lot of the staff knew little asra

-he accidentally set stuff on fire

-a lot

-and his father had to put out fires

-a lot

-when he had nightmares he’d crawl into bed and snuggle with his parents (though i think most of us did that)

-his father made the best apple cider he’d ever tasted but then lost the recipe and never made it the same way again

anyways i hope these were to your liking <3

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[sanctum-of-ramshackle]

Welcome to the Sanctum

“I was expecting you to come here.”

“My name is Miyeon Choi, the Master of the Mystic Arts from another world. I go by many names, many identities. You can call me who I am when I change.”

“There are rules in the Sanctum, if you don’t wish to be banished forever.”

No homophobia - It’s unacceptable as this place is a sanctuary for the LGBTQ+ community. This also implies to everyone’s preferred pronouns, respect who they are as living beings.

No sexism - I won’t tolerate anyone who feels negative towards others just because of their sex. Respect and accept who they are as human beings/beast-people/mer-people/fae-people. Also others from my world.

No racism - I also won’t tolerate racist idiots who have ill intentions towards people just because of where they came from or who they are. Still implies to human beings/beast-people/mer-people/fae-people.

Just don’t be an asshole - When I say don’t be an asshole, I mean don’t sent hate or threats in this dorm. (Don’t send anon threats or hate on this blog.) This also implies for anyone harassing others. No hating/threatening towards other people.

[Inbox is open for questions or creative ideas to share.]

[(OOC): Just for the head’s up, this is my secondary blog for a character. Who I am portraying is my TWST MC OC, Miyeon Choi. Also to clear up any confusion, I’m not Korean or Russian outside of this blog. I just have some knowledge when it comes to the cultures.]

Main Blog (if anyone is curious): @swiftyangx12

[This blog will contain posts related to K-Drama (Asian Entertainment Industry in general), Anime, and some Marvel related content.]

Miscellaneous posts at #Sacred Reblog

Everything on the blog is mostly reblogged posts.]

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[TWST MC OC Bio]:

Miyeon Choi

Miyeon’s Magic

Eldritch Master’s Watchlist

[Stories]

The Master of Sorcery in Wonderland [Marvel OC x Disney: Twisted Wonderland]

Prologue Part 1

Prologue Part 2

Hot Pot/K-BBQ with TWST

TWST Isekai JPRPG AU ft. Miyeon Choi

💀Date Night💫

[Different Timelines (AUs) with MC/Yuu variants]

💫100 Followers Special!!! (Ft. The MC/Yuu variants)✨

⚙️Jigsaw!MC/Yuu (SAW Franchise)⛓

😈Demon Lord!MC/Yuu (Hazbin Hotel)🎙 #1

❤️🦁🐙Great Seven!MC/Yuu🐍👑💀🐉 [Credits to @/twistedoverbloat]

🌙Moon Knight!MC/Yuu🌙

✨Double MC/Yuu💫

🚂Toy!MC/Yuu🧸

☣️[REDACTED]!MC/Yuu⚠️ #1 #2

🥚Gudetama!MC/Yuu🍳

🌲MC/Yuu Pines💫

🐉Martial Artist!MC/Yuu💥

🎮Gamer!MC/Yuu/[Y/N]🕹️ #1

⚜️Agent!MC/Yuu🔫 #1

🔷Agent!MC/Yuu #2👹 #1

💨Agent!MC/Yuu #3🔪 #1

👹Agent!MC/Yuu #4🖤

🧇Dessert Master!MC/Yuu🍨

🐦‍⬛Ancient Folklore!MC/Yuu🩸

♦️Iron Force!MC/Yuu🩵

🕷️Spider-Man![Reader] ft. MC/Yuu✨

🎃HALLOWEEN/HORROR COLLECTION OF MC/YUUs💀

[Asks from Beyond]

[REDACTED]!MC/Yuu #1 [#2] [#3] [#4]

Great Seven!MC/Yuu #1

MC/Yuu Pines #1

T.O.H.!MC/Yuu #1

MC/Yuu Morgan #1 [#2]

Gudetama!MC/Yuu #1

Overlord!MC/Yuu #1

Waffle Maker!MC/Yuu #1

[A day in a life at Night Raven College ft. Miyeon Choi (TWST MC OC)]

Crowley, Pabo

Personal Attack

My Universe

“Friendly” Words

Old Habits

The Hippo Song

Cuddle Time

🏳️‍🌈Pride Joy!🌈

Real causes of problems

💀OBJECTION!!!: Special💍

🎃HALLOWEEN!!!💀

There can be one MC [#2]

[Personal Performances]

💎GAMBLER🃏 [by 몬스타엑스 (MONSTA X)]

🥀A Man Without Love🌙 [by Engelbert Humperdinck]

🦈Rocking The Boat🩸 [Ice Nine Kills ft. Jeremy Schwartz]

🚿The Shower Scene🩸 [Ice Nine Kills]

🎥Welcome To Horrorwood🔪 [Ice Nine Kills]

❤️‍🩹GUY.exe⚛️ [by SUPERFRUIT]

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[takingcourage]

Color and Light

Characters: Thomas Mendez, MC (Allison), and MC’s daughter (Kira) 

Word Count: 2,400

Summary: With Luz away and Allison occupied for the morning, Thomas has a special strategy to pass the time with Kira. 

Note: I’ve been wanting to write a story about Thomas and MC’s daughter for ages. The lack of scenes between them is one of the very few complaints I have about MotY, so I thought I’d fill in a little bit of that gap with this fic. It was originally intended to fulfill a Choices August Challenge (kaleidoscope), but life got hectic in August and it this story was pushed to the back burner. All of that to say, the summer setting and inspiration for this story aren’t quite as random as they may seem. 

I hope you enjoy! Thanks so much for reading. : ) 

Crick. 

Crack. 

Thomas's stride broke as he became aware of the noise. Brow furrowing as he continued toward the kitchen, he mentally filtered through the possible causes: pipes, dishwasher, trash compactor... He was relatively certain that he hadn’t left anything running after making Allison’s coffee a half hour before. Whatever was happening in the kitchen must be taking place without his influence. 

Bracing himself, he rounded the corner. 

Though the room had no windows, the morning light still made its way into the space, relieving his fears before he'd even had a chance to flip the switch back on. 

Nothing.

There was no burst pipe, no invading animal waiting to jump out at him from the countertops, nothing at all out of the ordinary.

It was the ice maker, he realized in relief.

Thomas couldn’t recall the last time the house had been quiet enough for him to make out the background noises. With Luz around, there was always music or the television or the steady thud of soccer drills against the outside wall...With a quick shake of his head, he padded to the other end of the silent kitchen to brew a second carafe of coffee.

The air conditioner was working; he could hear the distinct hum from the upstairs unit keeping the house a pleasant 74 degrees. Soledad had chosen the best. Almost fifteen years in this house, and it had never needed more than routine maintenance to keep things perfectly cool. 

And yet, there was no mistaking the sheen breaking out on the back of his neck.

Stress had been mounting for the past twenty minutes -- ever since Allison had kissed him and slipped through the front door. Ordinarily, he'd be lacing his running shoes by now, determined to master the involuntary responses that his body was lapsing into. Today, he needed to work through it in another way.

Thomas glanced at the microwave clock, performing the calculations as he opened the refrigerator door to retrieve milk and a pair of eggs. Kira had gone to bed around 9:00 the night before. Based on the many nights she'd stayed over at the house since the start of summer, she’d wake up to join him any minute. Hot sweat returned with the confirmation.

This was hardly the first day he’d spent alone with a ten year old. It certainly wasn’t the only time he’d been with Kira without Allison there. But it was the first morning he’d spent without Luz serving as a buffer. Somehow, ten years of experience with one child hadn’t left him feeling prepared to take on the other. 

He was a lawyer and a recovering workaholic, for goodness sake -- hardly the sort of person a preteen girl wanted to spend the day with. 

Lowering the lid on the waffle maker, his eyes glazed over as the steam rose from between the metal plates. He bit down on the inside of his cheek, finally glancing away when the indicator light flickered on.

A creak sounded from the bottom of the stairs, and his heart flew into his throat. He cast a quick glance around the room before peering across the counter to the house’s other occupant. 

“Morning, Kira,” he greeted, voice sounding mostly normal. “How’d you sleep?” 

“Fine. That bunk bed is really comfortable."

“Great!” His response was a little too hasty. Pulling himself back, he topped off his mug of coffee, blew, and watched the wave ripple over the glassy surface. “I took a gamble and made some waffles for breakfast. Does that sound okay to you?”

Kira looked at the metal contraption with a curious half-smile. “It sounds delicious!”

“With orange juice?”

“Mmhmm, thank you,” she confirmed, already climbing onto a barstool. “Did my mom leave for class?”

Thomas snagged a plate from the overhead cabinet and used a pair of tongs to extract a perfectly golden-brown waffle from the mold. “She headed out about half an hour ago,” he answered before sliding her breakfast across the countertop.

Kira’s face puckered with disappointment. “She doesn’t usually leave so early; I thought I’d be up in time to see her.”

“She had to run an errand on the way," he explained. "Do you need to talk to her? You can borrow my phone if you want.”

Food forgotten, she set the syrup upright, its contents slowly oozing back down toward the bottom of the bottle. “That would be great! I wanted to wish her luck on her test.”

Passing her the device, he turned to give her some privacy. By the time he’d rinsed the mixing bowl and unplugged the waffle maker, Kira had composed the message. 

“Keep in in case she texts back,” he suggested, reaching for his coffee again.

“Thanks.” She went back to pouring syrup, alternating squares in the waffle until she’d achieved a checkerboard effect.

Concealing his raised brow, Thomas took another sip of his drink. The two girls could not be more different. With Luz, it was always a challenge to keep her from using half the bottle. Kira’s measured approach was far less troubling by comparison. If the girls already fought like real sisters, they complemented one another perfectly as well. He’d lost track of the number of times that one girl’s vice had been counteracted by the other’s virtue. 

Yet another sign that this is meant to be. 

The phone screen came to life before their eyes, and Kira tapped to view her mother’s message. “She got it in time.” With a grin, she handed it back to Thomas. “Thank you!”

“You’re welcome.” Based on the angle, there was no way for him to take it without casting an eye over the messages.

Good luck, mom! You’ve got this!⚡️

Thanks! Love you, kiddo. ⚡️

Something within him melted on reading the exchange, though the sensation was quickly replaced by something far less pleasant: fear.

Allison knew Kira so well. It was one of the things that had stood out to them when they’d first met, and it had only become more abundantly clear in the months that had followed. And while Guy didn’t take much of an interest in his daughter’s life, Kira still seemed to thrive on the time they spent together. In short, she already had two parents. Where did that leave him?

Sighing as he slide the phone back into his pocket, he walked around to the other side of the kitchen so he could join her at the counter.

“Thanks for making breakfast,” she acknowledged as he sat down. “You didn’t have to do that for me.”

“I wanted to. It’s not often that the two of us get to have time together.”

Kira met his eyes with an amused smile. "True, but Luz is going to be jealous when she finds out we had waffles.”

“We’ll make them again when she gets back,” he promised, feeling the anxiety stir his stomach again. Breakfast was easy. If the rest of the morning ran as smoothly, it would be a miracle.

Kira cut another bite and chewed thoughtfully. "You're really good at it. The machine my mom has always burns the middles. Yours are better,” she whispered, green eyes narrowing with the conspiratorial whisper.

“Maybe we should buy her a new machine one of these days.”

Swallowing her bite, Kira regarded him with a creased brow. “But she can just use yours -- we’re over all the time! And it would be silly to buy another one when you’re just going to get married.”

Thomas could only hope that the girl wasn't perceptive enough to notice the way his cheeks darkened at the suggestion. He forced a sip of coffee down and tried to counteract his mortification. “What makes you think we’re getting married?”

“Luz told me she found a ri--” her face froze. “Nevermind. I don’t know anything. Forget I said that.”

Sensing an opportunity, Thomas pressed her further. “Do you want us to get married?”

"Yeah." The corner of her mouth lifted as her eyes crinkled. “Mom’s really happy when she’s with you, and Luz and I would get to be sisters for real! It would be perfect.”

He smiled in agreement before deciding it would be prudent to change the subject. “How should we spend the rest of our morning?” 

Inadvertently, the question came just as she’d placed another forkful of waffle into her mouth. Thomas offered a repentant chuckle as she worked over the bite of food, though she didn’t seem to hold it against him.

“I brought a book,” she informed him after swallowing. “I can be super quiet while you’re working. Oh! Or do you have a case I can help with? I could read tracking numbers to you again if you want.”

“Actually,” he began, growing almost shy with the suggestion, “I was hoping you might be up for a science project today -- whatever you like.” He set his near-empty cup on the marble surface, hoping he hadn’t misstepped.  

“Really?” Her eyes flashed to life again, scrunching up at the corners in exactly the same way Allison’s did when she was passionate about something. Even if he’d never met her mother, the girl’s expression would have been impossible to resist. 

“Really. It would be fun to make something we can show your mom when she gets back this afternoon.”

“And Luz, when she gets back from soccer camp!”

“And Luz,” he added with a grin. He wondered vaguely if the two girls would be so eager to see each other once they were living under the same roof all of the time. “I’ll let you decide on a project while I clean up from breakfast. Doesn’t matter what it is.”

“Okay!” she took a pensive bite while he walked back around to the kitchen. “You’re sure it can be anything?”

“Uhhh,” he wavered, remembering too well the sorts of things that ten-year-old girls were capable of when there were no boundaries. It’s Kira, he had to remind himself. At worst, we’re looking at a bunsen-burner fire or some kind of mild chemical reaction. “Anything,” he confirmed after a pause. 

“Okay, I figured it out,” she announced moments later as he was wiping down the countertops.

“And...?”

“I wanna make a kaleidoscope!”

“Sounds perfect, though I think we’ll need to go on a supply run. Can you make a list?”

She held out one hand to begin ticking items on her fingers. “Well, I’ve already got confetti for the bottom. Faye gave me a bunch from one of her promo boxes and told me to use it for something cool. If we can run by our apartment, I know exactly where it is. After that, we’ll need some PVC pipe, mirrors, a glass cutter, a petri dish....” Still bending her fingers, she paused for further consideration. 

“You’ve really thought about this, haven’t you?” 

“I’ve wanted to make one for forever!” Catching herself, she backpedaled a bit. “If you’re sure it’s okay...”

“I have one condition...” Squeezing the excess water from the towel, he draped it over the faucet to dry. Kira’s eyes were glued to him when he turned, her brows slanted with something approaching consternation. “You have to explain what you’re doing each step of the way so I know how it works.”

Her mouth fell open for a beat before snapping shut again. “Sure!”

This time, the smile that came to Thomas’s face was a little more confident. So far, so good.  

_____

For the next several hours, all worries were in vain. There were no awkward silences or stumbling uncertainties. Each minute was consumed with questions and explanations, safety tutorials for cutting glass, excited strategizing, and careful construction. They’d just started clearing up their lunch dishes when Allison’s key clicked in the lock. 

“Mom!” Kira rushed to finish loading her plate in the dishwasher. “How was your test?” Her whole face was lifted in anticipation. 

“I passed with a 96%.”

“You’re so smart, mom!”

Retrieving the elastic band from her wrist, Allison swept her hair into a loose bun at the nape of her neck. “And you’re so sweet. Thanks for the energy zap this morning.”

“Welcome! Do you wanna see what Thomas and I made?”

At Allison’s eager nod, Kira led her to the den. Thomas stayed behind until the rest of the dishes were in the machine, content to hear their lively chatter a couple of rooms away. 

When he joined them, Allison was waiting by the arched doorway. “Kira’s never going to forget this. I can’t thank you enough.”

"The pleasure was mine. And I have to admit, it was a very educational day for me. I didn’t realize how rusty I’d gotten in geometry and physics.”

“She’ll keep your mind sharp, that one.”

“One of the many perks to having the two of you around.”

“Ooh! Look at this!” Kira called out in the closest thing to a shriek that he’d ever heard from her. “The pattern is sooo cool. It looks like a gamma-ray burst!”

Taking the proffered object, he held it to his eye and squinted until he had a proper view. Between the mirrors and the lights, Faye’s bits of paper had taken on new life in a pattern that was at once both uniform and wild. And though he had only the faintest idea what a gamma-ray burst looked like, satisfaction took hold of him as he gazed through the tiny opening.

Since her birth, Luz had been his light. She’d carried him through on the days when he hadn’t even been certain he wanted to go on. For a time, that light had been all he’d needed. But Allison and Kira had brought more to the equation: a beauty, a vibrance, a curiosity and passion for life that he hadn’t even realized he’d been missing. Together, the three of them made for a fuller world than he had ever thought possible. 

“Did you know they’re the brightest explosions in the universe?”

“I didn’t,” he whispered, careful not to shift the design as he passed the cylinder back to Kira. 

Thomas settled next to Allison, her shoulder a comfortable weight against his while they listened to the enthusiastic science lesson that followed. As her fingers sought his, Thomas’s thoughts drifted (ever so slightly) to the ring Luz had found a few days before. If all went the way he was hoping, his home -- and his life -- would never be colorless again. 

#playchoices #playchoices fanfiction #mother of the year #thomas mendez #thomas mendez x mc

[foreficfandom]

Mystic Messenger - Cooking For MC (Headcanons)

--- Zen ---

He spent the last decade never having to cook, and instead relying on South Korea’s amazing take-out culture to survive. One only has to pay just a liiiitle bit extra when buying meals from convenience stores, or from specific take-out eateries. 

But now he has a significant other! And he’s already made a big fuss about how he believes he’d ‘make a good husband’, so now it’s time to prove it. How hard can cooking be? 

Unfortunately, Zen quickly realizes that making good meals demands more than throwing rice into the cooker and boiling some sweet potato leaves. Different types of meat from different animals and different cuts needed to be cooked differently, vegetables need to be washed and paired with the right heat and oil, not to mention knowing what spices go with what.

His cooking odyssey starts when the two of you began to get more domestic with each other, and he wanted to surprise you with a home-cooked evening meal rather than going out to eat like the two of you always did up to this point. 

Good thing he started early in the afternoon, because his first attempt was a disaster. The catfish fillets kept flaking and getting stuck to the pan, the rice was way too soggy from being overwatered, and he accidentally seasoned the green beans with pickled plum powder instead of white pepper. 

Googling saved his ass and he instead steamed the fish with ginger and scallions, fried the beans in sesame oil and garlic, and the rice came out fluffy. By the time you came home, you were greeted with a romantic home-cooked dinner for two. (He didn’t know to remove the stems from the green beans, though)

As time goes by, Zen really steps into that supposed ‘husband’ role and learns to cook properly. His meals are almost exclusively healthy options of whole grains and lean proteins, with no excess salt or oil. 

--- Yoosung ---

He can cook! He’s a pretty good one, too. At least, compared to most other students. He doesn’t burn things, or over-salt them. But he never made complicated dishes, mostly due to a lack of time or energy. Still, he did enjoy making the occasional dish of omurice in his dorm. His plating tended to look a bit sloppy, but they always tasted fine.

Once you enter the picture, he finds himself daydreaming about cooking for you, and serving delicious meals over a candlelit home dinner with a sweet dessert to top it off. He imagined being a loving husband wearing an apron, peacefully tossing vegetables in a pan while you came behind him and wrapped your hands around his waist. 

And then he’d turn to his pile of dirty dishes still sitting in the sink for the past four days and realize that he’d have to step up his game if he wanted to bring that fantasy to life. He may have the ability avoid food-poisoning in his dishes, but that’s not good enough for you!

So his renewed interest in life was largely spent re-focusing on his studies (while also spending his spare time with you), and after he finally got his diploma and began getting internships, he moved out of the dorm and into a real, actual apartment with a stove that had more than one burner! And also an oven! 

When he started cooking for the both of you, he began simple; store bought tteokbokki and gochujang, and into which he’d chop scallions, onions, and clams - kinda like the Korean equivalent of boiling dried pasta, and adding your own ingredients to the store-bought jar of marinara sauce. 

He got older and with age came a greater patience for homesteading. His dishes became more complicated, and also better! You always looked forward to the days when he’d cook. And he couldn’t help but brag sometimes about how good of a boyfriend he was, because of his abilities in the kitchen.

--- Jaehee ---

She grew up in a household that almost exclusively dined on home-cooked meals, so it was with great internal shame that she had to resort to take-out when she began working at C&R. Take-out can be filled with preservatives, sugar, and salt, not to mention the depressing image of eating off plastic trays all the time.

Before the two of you began living together, but after beginning plans of opening a cafe, Jaehee began cooking a lot more. She’d experiment with cafe recipes of sandwiches, baked goods, desserts, and artisanal coffees. You were her favorite taste-tester. 

As the cafe managers, you and Jaehee don’t cook everything sold at the cafe, and most of it is too sweet or carb-filled for Jaehee to serve it at home. So she busted out her family’s old notecards (or, like many families, nobody ever wrote down classic Korean dishes on notecards so she had to call her parents to ask how to make sundubu jjigae) to serve to the both of you.

She truly believes in the value of home cooking. It’s so much healthier and wholesome. And being able to cook something for the both of you to sit down and enjoy is so domestic and peaceful. 

You two manage the cafe takes up many days of the week, but usually not the whole day, so there’s time for at least one cooked meal at home every day. Sometimes you cook, but mostly she does. She missed the freedom of this particular creative expression.

Her favorites are replicas of dishes she grew up eating - hand-made dumplings, beef noodle soups, roast dakjjim, seaweed salads. Her mood is just so much better since leaving C&R, and she’s gotta believe that’s partially due to her improved diet. You being in the picture is another big part of it!

--- Jumin ---

Surprisingly, this pampered 1% CEO-in-line can indeed cook some specific dishes. Home-ec was part of his schooling, and he’d retained the lessons he’d learned to this day. During the first few days you stayed in his penthouse, he had made a stack of strawberry pancakes that tasted perfectly fluffy and sweet, almost mathematically calculated to maximize their pancake-ness. 

And technically it was in fact calculated, since that’s how Jumin approaches cooking. Measurements are precise and exact, temperatures to the perfectly right point. Which is also why Jumin knows how to cook, like, four different dishes and nothing else. He was more interested in treating you to his private chef’s gourmet meals, and only wanted to cook when he thought a personal touch would be appreciated.

Pancakes were one of the recipes he learned in junior-high home economics. The other three were; beef stroganoff, frosted cinnamon rolls, and tteokguk. He can cook them to exact perfection ... which is, they don’t taste gourmet nor mind-blowingly fantastic, but instead ‘perfect’, with perfect temperature and perfect seasonings. Nothing more, nothing less.

He’s aware that he can’t cook something that has anything particular to offer. He’s always struggled with being creative, and his cooking is no different. It’s hard for him to deviate from established tried-and-true recipes. It’s even harder for him to tackle new ones.

Living with Jumin means little opportunity for him to cook. Or for you to cook, for that matter. If Jumin’s chef isn’t booked for the day, chances are the two of you are eating at some five-star restaurant. His penthouse does have a very fancy and equipped kitchen (is that a soda gun??) so one day you decided to encourage Jumin to exercise his creative skills a bit more.

With your help, he modified his pancake recipe for the waffle maker, and customized a fruit syrup using his gut feelings and not a written recipe. It came out fantastically and lovingly delicious. He was so happy to have created something special for once, and named the dish after you.

--- Saeyoung/707 ---

He never had any reason to cook before he met you. He lived off of a trash diet that only the nastiest of gamer geeks would stoop to. But when his life turned around and you entered the picture, he realized that he needed to clean up his act sooner or later.

You’ll almost certainly cook more than he ever will, but he’ll step up to the plate once and a while. “Seven, work today was brutal and I’ll be coming home late. Can you cook up something for the both of us?” 

“Ah, never fear! I’ll make sure you’ll be fed something nourishing and delicious. Trust in your god 707!”

By ‘nourishing and delicious’ he meant pulling out a box of buchimgae mix, and frying it with sliced zucchini and onions before serving it with dipping sauce. He had to cheat and quickly buy a box of barbecue chicken wings to go with it. 

It’s a simple and quick meal, but it tastes perfectly decent. And simple dishes are as far as he’s willing to go, ‘cause he never wants to make something gross and force you to eat it out of gratitude. 

He has a list of easy recipes stored in his brain in case he’s assigned to cooking duty - ham fried rice, oven-roasted chicken legs, Japanese curry, anything that has less than five steps to complete. And he pays little attention to things like sugar and salt levels, so its no concern of his if a meal is less ‘healthy’ than another.

If you’re a cooker, he ends up absentmindedly copying your recipes and methods for when you need him to make meals, and he’s pretty good at backwards-engineering a dish to figure out how to make it himself.

In the beginning, he kept making weird noob mistakes in his cooking, like accidentally leaving the small stickers on the ginger root he’s boiling in the broth, and not knowing you should peel daikon before stewing it.

But he’s perfectly satisfied with the fact that he eventually settles into a position of ‘decent emergency housecook’. But he’ll always prefer to eat what you prepare for him UwU

--- Saeran --- 

Back during Mint Eye, Ray had tried his best to make the most beautiful and delicious meals for you. And he mostly succeeded, carefully following recipes for marinated apricot pork, butternut squash ravioli, and lemongrass scallops the best he could. 

It was a steep learning curve. He hadn’t really cooked before this point, so for your sake he decided to run before he knew how to walk. But he’s a smart dude, so his dishes always turned out pretty okay at the very least. He was so happy seeing you enjoy them.

So when Saeran settled in with you, he began cooking again. He found it therapeutic after a day spent hacking. Very quickly he started getting into even more complicated dishes just for fun; roast duck, elk medallions, fluffy angel food cake from scratch. Sometimes things failed, but mostly his dinners were something to look forward to.

He doesn’t cook a whole lot, and in the beginning he even skipped the meals you’d prepare for the both of them, because he’s depressed and sickly and it’s hard to summon up the appetite for regular breakfast and lunch. And even afterwards, he keeps odd hours which meant dinnertime might overlap with his work, leaving the job to you.

But the times where the two of you can actually sit down to a meal he’s made are some of the most peaceful and happiest moments of the day. He still loves caring for you, and creating food you truly enjoy is a particular source of love for him.

Surprisingly, he’s a lot less talented when it comes to baking. His cookies come out mealy and stiff, his cakes dense and eggy. Something about dedicating so much of the process to the oven just messes up his ability in the kitchen. Even though his stovetop cooking always turn out pretty freaking amazing, he can’t be trusted with desserts.

And unfortunately, he always hates cleaning up afterwards. It’s a pet peeve of his. Why can’t dishes ever wash themselves? He and his brother purchase like, two different dishwashers, and overclock them as well, so he can avoid washing dishes as much as he can.

--- Jihyun ---

A trustworthy cook, who loves to replicate recipes he’s tasted from abroad. But he can’t backwards engineer dishes like Saeyoung can, he has to rely on a recipe for most of the cooking process.

And it can be somewhat a struggle to find the proper ingredients for dishes he wants to make, such as fresh green cardamon for Tibetan lentil soup, or anchovy syrup for authentic Italian pizza. When you began living with Jihyun, the kitchen slowly became packed with foreign spices and ingredients. “Jihyun, what the heck is this thing I found in the freezer??” “It’s a pack of frozen chorizo I’m planning to make into a mash, put it back before it defrosts!”

Grocery shopping involves 40% of buying the essentials, and 60% of Jihyun walking up and down the isles, hunting for rare and obscure ingredients. If he finds something, he likes to excitedly drag you over and show off the hidden package of blue stilton cheese he managed to find, and talk about his memories of visiting the United Kingdom, and learning about how historical and special this cheese is.

Life as an established photographer means his work schedule is pretty irregular. Sometimes, he has huge stretches of days where he has nothing to do, and sometimes he’s got entire weeks in advance where his professional skills have been hired. Not to mention his own schedule involving traveling the world and finding new subjects to photograph. So the times when he can cook for the both of you are kinda unpredictable.

When he does, he always insists on cooking from a culture different from any recent meals you two have had. If it was American potato salad yesterday, its Moroccan tangia tonight. If yesterday’s lunch date was spent in a traditional Japanese cafe, then today’s home-cooked lunch is gonna be Swedish potato pancakes.

And of course, he takes pictures of his especially successful dishes, to put on his personal instagram. If he can get your hand, or other subtle pose in the shot, it makes him 300% happier. 

#mystic messenger imagines #mysme imagines #mystic messenger #mysme #zen mysme #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #jumin han #saeyong choi #saeran choi #jihyun kim

[god-save-the-keen]

Family matters

Book: Mother of the year

Pairing: Thomas Mendez x MC (Tara)

Summary: This was a request for the lovely @desiree-0816, Thomas and Tara decide to adopt the other daughter.

Words: 2155

Warning: a little bit of angst but, like always, mostly fluff.

Prompt: #14 from this list! Although, she asked especially for the adoption thing and I freaking love it 💕

Note: I always love to take request, even if I'm a little slow sometimes 😅💕

Thomas' tag list: @chetachisblog @annekebbphotography @princess-geek @lilyofchoices @ao719 @marycarrillo21 @blackcatkita @kamybelen-blog @cxld-play @vaticanwaltz @thmasmendez @flyawayboo  

Permanent tag list: @gardeningourmet @client-327 @dawn-1994 @malakbesharah

"So, how do you want to do this?" Thomas and Tara were sitting in the living room, a cup of coffee in their hands and the snow falling behind them on the window. She had put her legs on his lap as one of his hands absently caressed her there.

"I don't know…" She leaned against the couch backrest and drank a sip of coffee. "I don't know if we should do it together with them both or separately or if you should talk to Luz and I talk to Rory." Her fingers tapping on the side of the cup, frowning a bit. "I just don't want them to take it the wrong way."

"I know, gorgeous. Me neither." They stood like that, in silence, lost in their own thoughts, thinking about the best way to do it.

"What do you think they are talking about?" Luz asked in a hushed whisper. They were going to the kitchen when they heard their parents talking and stopped in the hallway, hiding and listening.

"I don't know, but must be something important. Normally, they are not this serious."

"Yeah… Normally they have their lips stuck together like with super glue or something." Luz said with a grimace as Rory quietly giggled. "Should we go in?"

Rory observed her mom, her face was worried and she could see she was nervous, still tapping the side of the cup until, a moment later, Thomas took her hand in his, she could see how her mom smiled at him and how she started to relax. "No… I think we better leave them alone. Come on, I know where my mom hid the Christmas candies in their bedroom." And they started walking as quietly as possible, on their tiptoes. She had always liked Thomas, in the last three years he had been more of a father figure to her than her own father had in her whole life, she knew that thanks to him she was with her mom and that alone was enough reason to like him.

"How do you think Luz is going to react?" He hadn't seen her this worried since the trail with Guy. "I don't want her to feel like I'm replacing Soledad." He took both of their cups and put them on the coffee table, his arms encircled her body, holding her close, caressing her back softly.

"I know, Tara. We'll make sure of it." She nodded against his shoulder, hugging him back. "I think maybe the best way to have this talk is all of us together, so they can ask us whatever they need."

She separated from him and snuggle against his chest. "Yeah, I believe you are right. Tomorrow morning?"

"Sounds perfect" He kissed the side of her head, gently leaving his lips pressed there for a moment. "Wanna go to bed?"

"Only if my husband comes with me" She said standing up and taking his hand as he chuckled and followed her. They turn off the lights, only leaving the tree and the fairy lights around the house on and they went to check on the girls. They were in Luz's bedroom, soundly sleeping with a few empty candy packages on the bed and floor. Tara laughed quietly shaking her head, dropping the packages in the garbage, and tucked Luz in bed as Thomas carried Rory to her bedroom, careful to not wake her up. Once both girls were settled, they went to their bed, Thomas spooning her, holding her waist like every night of the last two year. She pressed her back to his chest and entwined their fingers together, making soft circles on his skin with her thumb.

"It's going to be okay, sweetheart." He kissed her nape. "And, if they don't agree, we don't do it and everything continues like always." He said quietly.

"I know… I know you are right, but I'm just so nervous"

"Me too, but right now, we can't do anything about it until tomorrow when we talk to them." He tightened his hold a bit and kissed her behind the ear. "Try to sleep" She snuggled closer to him and, after a while, they were asleep.

When Tara suddenly woke up, the anxiety she felt was driving her crazy, she looked at the clock on the nightstand and muffled a groan with her hands. 5 AM, the house was in complete silence and darkness, Thomas was sleeping beside her, his arm loosely on her waist, snoring a bit and she was completely awake. She sighed, carefully moved his arm and stood up, she changed into a t-shirt and some yoga pants and went to the kitchen as she tied her hair in a messy bun. If she was going to stay up at 5 in the morning she was at least going to use that time to do something. She took a few ingredients from the fridge and the cupboard and started to mixed them to make some cookies, the girls would love them and she couldn't be still, by 6 AM, she had finished cutting the cookies with a ginger man shape and put them in the oven. In a matter of minutes, the kitchen and the whole house smelled delicious. At 7:15 AM the cookies were ready, cooled and decorated, the coffee maker was ready to get started and the mix for the chocolate and the waffles were in the bowls.

"Tara? Are you here?" Thomas entered the kitchen, his eyes sleepy and his hair messy, he was putting on a t-shirt as he walked. "What are you doing up, gorgeous? It's Sunday, you should be resting." He hugged her shoulders from behind, kissing her cheek.

"I can't, I'm too anxious." She leaned against him. "I'm sorry if I woke you."

"You didn't." He took her in his arms, bridal style, and started to walk to their bedroom. "But the girls aren't going to be up for at least two hours so you come with me" She laughed and held onto his neck. They lay on the bed, quietly talking as Thomas' hand caressed her face until she fell asleep, he kissed her forehead and pulled her closer, drifting asleep as well.

The next morning, the breakfast went like always with the exception of freshly made cookies. They ate, chatted and planned the rest of the day, while the girls were finishing, Thomas took her hand under the table and cleared his throat.

"Girls, there's something we would like to talk with you about."

"And we want you to be completely honest with us, you can say whatever you are feeling or ask whatever you want." Tara's voice was gentle and even, her eyes were warm but her hands, under the table were shaking, Thomas' thumb was caressing her skin trying to calm her, to tell her he was beside her.

"We're sorry about the candies!"

"We aren't going to do it again!" Rory and Luz put on their best puppy eyes and looked at them.

"It's not about that, you thieves! Although, we are going to talk about that later." The girls looked at each other. Tara smiled, squeezing Thomas' hand, and continued talking. "We have been talking… And we want your opinion first… We would like to legally adopt you. But only if you like and agreed with it!"

"What about my dad?" Rory asked after a silent pause. In the last year she had seen Guy no more than ten times, always too busy or simply forgetting.

"It's just legal stuff, he will always be your father, but, if we do this, I'll be your legal guardian. Same for you, Lulu." Thomas said, observing both girls reaction as Tara's hand squeezed his again. Luz was serious, a thoughtful look in her eyes, she didn't seem mad just uncertain, Rory, on the other hand observed Thomas and Tara for a while until a big smile blossom on her face.

"I think it's a great idea!" She took another cookie and bit it happily. "We are going to officially be sisters!" She said, excited, watching Luz.

"Yeah, it's great." Luz said and stood up, leaving the table.

Tara felt how her heart broke and her smile disappeared, she didn't know if she should talk with Luz or give her space. Thomas kissed the side of her head and stood up too, following Luz as Rory sat beside her, hugging her mom.

When Thomas reached Luz's bedroom, she was sitting on her bed with a picture in her hands, he sat beside her and hugged her.

"Are you okay, Luz?" She nodded. "You don't have to agreed with this. We don't have to do it." He said, his eyes on the picture of Soledad hugging Luz a few months before the accident. They still had a few pictures of her around the house except in the bedroom he shared with Tara, he didn't want Luz to feel like he was forgetting her mom but he didn't want Tara to feel like she was living in Soledad's shadow.

"It's not that, I like Tara. It's just I'm scared that… someday... I might forget mom, I don't want her to feel like I'm replacing her."

"You think that I replaced mom when I married Tara?" He asked. He had talked with both girls before his proposal and they were okay with it, but right now, he was terrified of what she would answer.

"No dad! Never!" Her eyes widened and he let out a sigh of relief. "I like Tara, a lot, since she came she has been supporting and nice to me. And she makes you happy." She trailed off, smiling for a moment. "I just don't want to forget mom."

"You won't sweetheart. No one wants that to happen. Your mom will always be your mom, no matter what, and she is always going to be part of you" She hugged him.

"You think Tara got mad, for how I left?" He kissed her forehead.

"I know she's not. Tara loves you and will respect whatever you decide."

"Is Rory going to call you dad now?"

"I don't know, depends on her."

"And… should I call Tara mom?"

"That also depends on you… I know she doesn't expect it and she wants you to feel comfortable. She doesn't want to replace mom either."

"I want to do it" She smiled, happier than before, standing up. "I want Tara to adopt me"

"You sure?" She nodded enthusiastically.

They returned to the living room, where Tara was sitting on the couch with her legs on the side reading a book.

"Where is Rory?" Luz asked and Tara lifted her gaze and smiled at her.

"She went to her room, to work on her new rocket." Her voice was as warm as always.

"I… I think it's a good idea too. The adoption thing." Her cheeks a little flushed making her smile thinking of all the times she saw Thomas with his cheeks like that.

"You do? You know you are not obligated to do it, right?"

"I know. But I want to." Tara stood up and hugged Luz tightly and the girl returned the gesture.

"That makes me so happy, kiddo." They separated and Tara kissed her forehead before she went running to Rory's bedroom. Thomas took her hand and led her back to the couch.

"Are you okay?" He asked her cupping her check in his hand.

"I am now." She smiled and kissed his palm. "She really is okay with the adoption?"

"She is. I'm going to start the paperwork on Monday."

"Do you need anything from Guy or me?" She asked laying on the couch with her head on his lap as he smiled, still holding her hand.

"No. It's enough that he doesn't bother you or Rory." Tara smiled wide at him, she loved how much he cared about Rory. "That asshole. What was his excuse this time?"

"None, actually. He just wrote me that he couldn't come." She sighed. "Should I be worried that Rory is used to that?"

"I don't know, in some ways it's better. You say the word and I'll take him to the courthouse again." She chuckled softly as she sat up and kissed him, his hand took her lower back, one of her hands on his nape and the other on the couch, supporting her weight.

"What did I tell you? Super glue." They separated and observed Luz and Rory watching them. Tara giggled as Thomas' cheeks flushed immediately, no matter that they had been dating for two year and married for one, he still blushed like the first day.

"Come on, mom! We were supposed to go to that new park!"

"Okay, okay, we are coming!" She stood up and Thomas followed her, he took his car keys and they drove to the park, feeling like a family more than ever.

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[camillemontespan]

the early morning [AU. Drake X MC]

Before reading, I suggest you read my post 'The Awakening' first because this is the second part of the story :)

The sound of the city outside filtered in through the open window, gently waking Drake up. He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, before turning his head to look over at the sleeping figure beside him. His breath caught as his eyes took in the sight of Camille, who was sleeping facing him. The grey silk sheets were pulled down and her long legs were tangled in the material. Camille's dark hair was rumpled and her skin glowed from the early morning sun that was peeking in. Drake felt like the luckiest man in the world. They had slept together for the first time last night and most importantly, she wanted to be with him. Before he could stop himself, he reached out and stroked her shoulder, just wanting to prove that this was real.

Her eyes opened slowly and she smiled warmly when she saw him. 'Hey, you,' she said sleepily. Drake grinned and moved in closer, giving her a kiss.

'You seem happy this morning,' she commented, stretching her arms out and arching her back. The way she moved was often like a cat; gliding, gentle and fluid. Drake chuckled. 'Well, I had an amazing night. Plus my morning view is pretty hard to beat.'

Camille smiled and leaned into him, kissing his neck. Drake closed his eyes, enjoying the moment. 'I'm going to take a shower,' she murmured. Drake's heart fell. 'But, kissing in bed!' he protested. Camille laughed. She had never seen this side of him before. He was more open, happier, more affectionate. She knew he had held in those parts of himself as self preservation. She was just glad she had managed to break down his walls.

She dragged herself into the en-suite and started up the shower. She let herself in and closed her eyes as the hot water enveloped her. Click. She opened her eyes and felt strong hands reach around her body. With a smile, she turned. Drake was standing in the shower with her. 'Just thought I would keep you company,' he said, stepping closer so the water cascaded down his body. She looked him up and down, enjoying the shine his muscles gave under the water. Camille dragged a hand down his chest, reaching down lower and lower. He took her hand and stopped her. ' No, no,' he said. 'You wash your hair. Don't mind me.'

Before she could react, he was down on his knees on the tiles, wrapping his hands around the back of her thighs as his tongue flicked out and brushed between her legs. 'Oh god,' she muttered, bracing herself. His tongue spiralled deep and it felt like heaven on earth. She clutched his hair, closing her eyes and focused on the pleasure. 'You're not washing your hair, Montespan,' he said, breaking away and kissing her thighs. 'Quite hard to concentrate, Walker,' she managed to say as she watched him slowly stand up, his body pressed against hers as his hands grazed up her hips and waist, curving around her breasts.

'God, Camille,' he breathed. 'You're beautiful.' She blushed. 'I'm not really,' she said quietly. He raised an eyebrow. 'You are. Let me prove it to you.'

She felt his hardness against her and she gasped. Her hand reached out quickly and grasped him. God, she loved it. He watched her, his eyes darkening as her hand moved along him, gently pumping. He exhaled and placed his hands on the wall behind her head. Slowly, he lifted her leg and she dutifully wrapped it around his waist. They were both the right heights for this to be an easy manoeuvre.

'You ready?' he whispered. She studied his face, his eyes so dark and gentle and warm. His broad shoulders with the shower water dripping down them. He was beautiful too. She nodded and he moved to close the small gap between them. Camille let out a cry as he filled her. He kissed her neck and moved up to her lips, catching them. 'You are beautiful, Camille,' he told her, panting as his hips moved against hers. Her hands gripped his shoulders, holding onto him for dear life as his movements increased. She burrowed her face into his neck and lightly bit his skin. 'Keep going, Drake,' she pleaded. 'Oh, I plan to,' he chuckled.

Her hand reached out and hit the glass of the shower screen. Drake pulled her other leg up to his waist and held her beneath her thighs, bucking into her, his groans growing more desperate. He felt big. They fitted together perfectly. Last night, they had made love gently. Drake had focused entirely on her, committing to memory every sound she made. This was more desperate than last night. More carnal. More needing. He could feel her wet body against his and he couldn't help but feel so happy that he could do this with her. That she wanted him. She loved him. 'Drake, I'm gonna cum,' she breathed. Oh Lord. Knowing she was almost there was enough for Drake. He finished just as she threw her head back and cried out his name, digging her fingernails into his back as her body juddered and shook from the sensation.

After they had untangled themselves, they stood in the bathroom, smirking at each other. 'I didn't realise you liked shower sex,' Camille said, raising an eyebrow. Drake wrapped a towel around her body and kissed her shoulder. 'There's a lot you don't know that I like,' he said, smiling. She reached up and wrapped her hands around his neck. 'I'm really looking forward to finding out everything,' she told him. Drake blushed and he led her out of the bathroom.

'Did you know that I make the best coffee in New York?' he asked, giving her a wink. Camille grinned. 'No, I didn't know that.'

'Or that I have mastered the art of waffle making?'

'Oh really?'

'Yup. You got coffee and a waffle maker?'

'Funnily enough, I do.'

Drake gave her a quick kiss and looked like a child on Christmas morning. 'Then let me make you breakfast.'

A few minutes later, dry and dressed after the shower (Camille would have to have another as she never did get round to washing her hair..) she was sat on the sofa reading her newspaper while he made coffee and waffles. It was 8.30am. As he waited on the waffles to cook, he studied her. This, right here, was what he had wanted for a long time. He wanted to wake up with her, give her the best orgasms and make her breakfast. Simple, romantic things. He felt free, knowing he could now do this for her. Camille looked up then and gave him a small smile. Drake's heart seemed to expand in his chest. He was so lucky.

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[itsalliepg]

Domestic Life (Drabbles) -  Zig x Scarlett (MC) - Part 2

SUMMARY: An anthology about the life of Zig and Scarlett (MC) in their apartment.

PAIRING: Zig X Scarlett (MC)

RATING: Everyone

WORDS: 2.198 in total, divided into 6 drabbles 

NOTE: Hey! Here’s my second entry for Favorite LI Week about my OTP Zig Ortega and Scarlett Thomas (MC). I got the ideas from this post here. The first six are here and I’ll post the others still this week. I’ve already written some drabbles before, click here to read.

English isn’t my native language. I write to practice and learn, so please sorry any mistakes. I hope you like it, and if you do, I’d appreciate if you like/comment/reblog! 

Tagging: @kinkykingliam @mfackenthal  @maxwells-nut @seawhite-seafair@molly7998 @ziggy-o @purpledinosaur4ever @writtenbycandy @chenchen731 @thatspicegirlssong @christopher-powell

- Person A waking up to person B cooking breakfast. Person A hugs them from behind, gives them a smooch and whispers a soft “Good morning” in their ear. Person B smiles and replies with a “Good morning”. Words: 335

On a Saturday morning, Zig woke up with the sun warming his face. He rolled over on the bed and saw that Scarlett wasn’t there. After stretching up, he kicked off the blankets and stood up. When he left the room, a noise in the kitchen denoted Scarlett was making breakfast. While she put some raw dough into the waffle maker, he placed behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.

           _Good morning, beautiful – he whispered.

           _Good morning, handsome – she turned her face to him, smiling, and kissed him passionately – the courier delivered my new waffle machine today!

           _Today? And how couldn’t I hear the bell?

           _I don’t know. I wanted to wake you up to see it, I was crazy to test it but you were sleeping so soundly, and I didn’t want to bother you. Sorry to leave you in bed.

           _Hey, I’m not complaining, it’s good to wake up and find breakfast ready – he kissed her again.

           _What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t make such a surprise to my wonderful boyfriend? – she put a piece of waffle with maple syrup in his mouth – what’s the verdict? – he pretended to think deeply as he chewed.

           _You’re the best girlfriend in the world.

           _Thanks, but I was talking about the waffle – they laughed.

            _I know, I was just messing with you – he nuzzled his nose on hers – this waffle maker was one of the best things you ever bought.

           _I told you! Now I just need to set the table, make coffee and we can eat – she turned to him again – can you help me?

           _What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t make coffee for my wonderful girlfriend? – he kissed her temple and she giggled, then left her and went to the expresso machine.

           _Well, you being a barista, probably the worst boyfriend in the world – they laughed and had a lively conversation that morning while they had breakfast.

 - Person A making a grocery list for person B. Person A writes a small note of how much they love person B each time. It never fails to make B smile. Words: 292

           Scarlett came back home after her classes that morning. She opened the apartment door and saw Zig sitting at the kitchen’s table, writing in a little notebook.

           _Hey, Zig! – she greeted and walked over to him, who lifted his face to kiss her – what are you doing?

           _I noticed our fridge and cabinets a little empty – he showed her the grocery list he was writing – but I’ll have to work now, one of the guys can’t go work today. So I was wondering if you could go to the grocery…you can go by car, and I’ll walk to the campus.

           _Of course! I have a meeting with Reyna about the newspaper this afternoon and I can go later.

           _Perfect. You’re awesome – he got to his feet and kissed her again – I made some noodles for lunch, is in that pot on the stove – he grabbed his backpack and his keys – I’ll see you tonight, babe.

           _Have a nice day. I’m going to cook a dinner for us tonight – they shared a smile and Zig left the apartment. Scarlett put the food on a plate and sat down at the table. While she ate, she read the list. A little note at the end caught her eye: “Take a last look if I have forgotten something, as I did so many times before. But one thing I don’t forget is that I love you, my princess”. Scarlett grinned. He also never forgot to write those little notes for her. That’s why she always let him make the grocery list, even forgetting to write something every time. While she looked at the fridge and the cabinets, she took her phone and texted him: “You forgot the eggs. And I love you too, my angel”.

 - Person A is working late. They come home to person B sleeping on the couch with 3 empty cups of coffee close to them. Person B was waiting for person A to come home. Words: 305

           Zig entered the apartment slowly. The lights were off, but the TV was on in a newscast. He found Scarlett lying on the couch, sleeping, a blanket covering her. He noticed some dirty cups of coffee on the table in front of her. He smiled. He knew coffee had never been able to keep her awake.

           _Scarlett? – he whispered as he nudged her softly – Scarlett, I’m here – she woke up, and yawned.

           _Hey, Zig – she said in a sleepy voice – what time is it?

           _Nearly midnight – she startled.

           _Were you working so late?

           _Didn’t you received my text? – she picked up her phone on the table and saw a text from Zig saying that he had a problem in the coffee shop and would come home later.

           _I think I was already sleeping… - she rubbed her eyes – something happened?

           _Yes. I was supposed to get there at 10, but one of the machines broke and we lost almost two hours trying to fix. We need all the machines to work, or we’ll have a huge delay tomorrow – he stroked her hair – sorry for making you wait.

           _No problem, baby, it’s not your fault – she kissed him – but if you’re feeling guilty, I have an idea to make up for it.

           _Really? What? – he grinned.

           _I want you to take me to bed and cuddle with me until I fall asleep again.

           _This I can do – after another kiss, Zig took Scarlett into his arms and walked to the bedroom, and lay down beside her after undressing.

           _And so? Did you fix the machine?

           _Yes. We read the manual a thousand times but I found the problem and tomorrow morning it will be working – he told, proud.

           _My hero – she kissed him and tucked her head under his chin – good night, Zig.

           _Good night, Scarlett.

- It’s raining. Person A and B stay at home to do some spring cleaning. They put on some music and work, soft rain noises still hearable. Every now and then, they stop for a small kiss. Words: 456

           _It’s a pity that it’s raining – Scarlett said looking to the window covered with raindrops – we could make a picnic today.

           _Or, we could finally do that cleaning we’ve been putting off for so long – Zig approached her, hugging her from the behind – we need to clean the windows, the ceiling fan in the bedroom, the kitchen walls, vacuum and brush the rug, take off the curtains to take to the laundry...

           _Aw, we really need to do it? Couldn’t we just do a simple cleaning like last week? – she complained, and he giggled before kissing the top of her head.

           _Yes, we really need to do it. I can see a web on the ceiling. Soon the spiders will be Aylmer's friends – they looked at the lobster on Scarlett’s desk and smiled – but just because we need to work doesn’t mean it can’t be fun, we can put music, and talk while we work together – Scarlett sighed, and turned to Zig.

           _You now what? You’re right, let’s do it! – soon, they were cleaning the window of the living room, listening to Scarlett’s songs in her cellphone. She was singing happily to her favorite song – I’m in love with somebodddyyy, found someone who completes meeeee, I’m in love with somebodddyyy, oh yeaaaah, and it’s not you!

           _I didn’t know you could sing too, Scar – he nudged her.

           _Oh, no! I like to sing but that doesn’t mean I can do it well! – he giggled at her wide eyes and kissed her quickly.

           _You aren’t as bad as you think, baby – he winked and she rolled her eyes, smiling – this band is pretty nice, how did you say it’s called?

           _Halestorm. It’s my favorite rock band. After TBD, of course.

           _Totally agree. The Beatles are also my favorite after TBD – they chuckled, and noticed the sound of the raindrops hitting the glass – this rain won’t stop so soon ... I just had another idea ...

           _Really? What?

           _Who said we can’t have a picnic here, in the living room?

           _Good idea! But let’s do it before I vacuum the rug, please – he laughed.

           _Fair enough – Zig bent to kiss Scarlett – you’re adorable, you know that? – she flushed slightly and patted his nose with the rag she was using to dry the window.

           _So do you – suddenly, another song started playing – hey, I love this song!

           _We can make a duo – he grabbed the flask of glass cleaner and pretended it was a microphone – don’t go breaking my heart…

           _I couldn’t if I tried… - she did the same with a broom.

           _Honey, if I get restless…

           _Baby, you’re not that kind… - holding hands and still singing and smiling, they went to the room to continue cleaning.

- It’s not only raining, but there is thunder! It’s late and person B is terribly scared of thunder. Person A hugs them closely, calming them down. Person B falls asleep in their arms. Words: 405

           _Mmm…the rain is coming – Zig said looking at the window. He and Scarlett were sitting on the bed. He was reading and she was filing her nails, but a loud noise made her wince and look for her rag doll.

           _Can you…close the window, please? – she hugged the doll and snuggled into the bed.

           _Scarlett…are you scared? – he arched an eyebrow.

           _No, I’m not – she did her best to disguise her tremble voice, but he noticed she was lying.

           _Oh, my God, you are! – Scarlett blushed deeply.

           _Fine, I am! Thunder really scares me! – she buried her face in the pillow – go ahead, make fun of me, I know it’s ridiculous – Zig leaned over and kissed her head.

           _I’m not making fun of you, I’m just worried, Scarlett – she turned her head to face him, and he smiled – look, I’m going to close the window and hold you until the storm is over, okay? – she nodded, and he kissed her forehead before getting up and closing the window and the curtains. Zig turned off the lights and lay back on the bed, pulling Scarlett comfortably into his arms. He could feel her muscles relaxing – better?

           _Much better – she sighed, relieved – it’s a childhood trauma. When I was little, during a storm, a thunder made a tree in front of my house fall. The noise was so loud, and the tree also burned, it was so scary…

           _I can imagine that – he kissed her cheek – but let’s change the subject for something happier – he pointed to the doll in her arms – where did you get this?

           _Her name’s Giovanna, she was made in Italy and my grandma gave to me for Christmas when I was five. When I’m scared or nervous, I like to hug her and remember nonna – she smiled – I still can remember her voice calling me bambola, doll in Italian…

           _Is that why she gave you this doll? – Zig also smiled as he saw Scarlett calmer.

           _Yes, she’s always called me like that, since I was a baby. And as a tribute, I named my doll after her – they kept a cheerful conversation, and Scarlett even forgot the thunder. After a long time, she fell asleep still hugging Giovanna and wrapped in Zig’s arms. He kissed her temple and snuggled even closer to her.

           _You may be your grandma’s bambola, but you’ll always be my princess – he whispered before fall asleep as well.

- It’s not only raining, but there is thunder! It’s late and person B is terribly scared of thunder. Person A hugs them closely, calming them down. Person B falls asleep in their arms. Words: 405

           _Mmm…the rain is coming – Zig said looking at the window. He and Scarlett were sitting on the bed. He was reading and she was filing her nails, but a loud noise made her wince and look for her rag doll.

           _Can you…close the window, please? – she hugged the doll and snuggled into the bed.

           _Scarlett…are you scared? – he arched an eyebrow.

           _No, I’m not – she did her best to disguise her tremble voice, but he noticed she was lying.

           _Oh, my God, you are! – Scarlett blushed deeply.

           _Fine, I am! Thunder really scares me! – she buried her face in the pillow – go ahead, make fun of me, I know it’s ridiculous – Zig leaned over and kissed her head.

           _I’m not making fun of you, I’m just worried, Scarlett – she turned her head to face him, and he smiled – look, I’m going to close the window and hold you until the storm is over, okay? – she nodded, and he kissed her forehead before getting up and closing the window and the curtains. Zig turned off the lights and lay back on the bed, pulling Scarlett comfortably into his arms. He could feel her muscles relaxing – better?

           _Much better – she sighed, relieved – it’s a childhood trauma. When I was little, during a storm, a thunder made a tree in front of my house fall. The noise was so loud, and the tree also burned, it was so scary…

           _I can imagine that – he kissed her cheek – but let’s change the subject for something happier – he pointed to the doll in her arms – where did you get this?

           _Her name’s Giovanna, she was made in Italy and my grandma gave to me for Christmas when I was five. When I’m scared or nervous, I like to hug her and remember nonna – she smiled – I still can remember her voice calling me bambola, doll in Italian…

           _Is that why she gave you this doll? – Zig also smiled as he saw Scarlett calmer.

           _Yes, she’s always called me like that, since I was a baby. And as a tribute, I named my doll after her – they kept a cheerful conversation, and Scarlett even forgot the thunder. After a long time, she fell asleep still hugging Giovanna and wrapped in Zig’s arms. He kissed her temple and snuggled even closer to her.

           _You may be your grandma’s bambola, but you’ll always be my princess – he whispered before fall asleep as well.

- Person B’s white shirt ends up in the wrong section of the dirty clothes for the washer, sorted by person A. Their white shirt is now a colored mess. Person A apologizes deeply, even though person B isn’t mad at all. Person B cannot help but wonder how he fell in love with this dork. Words: 398

           _Scarlett… - Zig entered the room with his hands behind his back. Scarlett looked up from her laptop, and noticed a strange look on his face.

           _Zig, what happened? – she asked worriedly, and set her laptop aside.

           _Something happened when I was washing clothes today, but it was an accident – he revealed what he was hiding: one of her shirts, once white, was now all stained with different colors – I swear I didn’t see how it ended up with the colorful clothes! – he said, his head bowed.

           _Oh, Zig, that’s okay – she said sweetly.

           _That’s not okay, Scarlett! It was one of your favorite shirts and I screw it! I’m so sorry…

           _Baby, really, no problem – she stood up and took the shirt from his hands – it’s not too bad, maybe I can still use it.

           _You’re kidding, right? – his eyes widened – now we can use it only as a floor cloth – Zig ran his hands through his hair – I’m so, so sorry, Scarlett…

           _Zig, I already said everything is okay…

           _I can buy you a new shirt, it's going to be the first thing I'm going to buy once I receive my salary.

           _Don’t worry… - she giggled.

           _Scarlett, you’re mad at me, aren’t you? – he took her hands – you can say, be honest with me, please.

           _Fine, Zig! I’m so mad at you! – she almost shouted, pretending anger – you ruined my shirt and now I want to kill you! And you’re also a dork who can’t stop apologizing even when I say it’s okay! Your luck is that you’re handsome, otherwise I don’t know how I’d fall in love with you – she arched an eyebrow to him and he smiled sheepishly.

           _I’m really a dork, aren’t I?

           _The biggest I know – Scarlett stroked his cheek fondly – did you really think I’d fight with you over of a shirt? – they shared a grin and Zig hugged her – but hey, if you want to give me a new shirt I won’t complain – he laughed and held her tighter.

           _And I’m the dork one – she turned her head to face him and caught his lips in a passionate kiss – I love you.

           _I love you too – they smiled again – now stop apologizing and let’s make some popcorn, come here to watch a movie with me?

           _Sure – after a quick kiss they left the room and walked to the kitchen.

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