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evilcokito · 9 days

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Had this in notes and never put info on Bleach-Au-Sam. No more mystery. Would love to draw ALL this, but CAN'T *cries*

- 2 Scuad Captain -

A pleasure! What can I do for you, Little Imp?

A captain never present, but in the end always there. As magic! Everyone thinks he excels at Shunpo, but has many more tricks under his sleeve. There are shadows: shinigamis, buildings, a tree. Absolutely always one of those.

Scares everyone by suddenly appearing by surprise, always with a smile! It's a matter of image!~

He can't let them know him.

Of course he loves that respect. Fear? Doesn't care.

He is excelent at collecting information. Partly for his ability, partly because apparently is curious man. Loves observing and know people, sometimes in person, other times hidden in a corner with purest silence.

Feeling watched? Are those attentive magenta eyes. The sight of the second Captain of the squad: Sam.

... just... Sam.

Simply have to trust him, there is no other option.

Sam has a small Shop where sells objects from the Human World, of the greatest variety. It's part of collecting information too, but for a good price, it could be for anyone.

All of his subordinates treat him with the greatest respect, and thats strange to other squads. To them, he is a friendly captain. Funny, theatrical and dramatic. But those who saw him "perform" know the ferocity.

This is a secret. Apparently it is said, that the captain has more subordinates than just the Shinigamis in the squad.

The shinigamis of the second squad not only collect information, in certain cases the target must be eliminated. If fortune is good and the objective is important, the captain himself takes charge. He likes quick and precise work. Don't worry, won't hurt at all.

Unless he must unleash the Zampakuto's potential.

…Panic…

'Sen no Kage no odori o nagameru'

“ View to the Dance of a Thousand Shadows ”

That world is only shadows, one feels watched all the time. It's like waking up and not being able to move.

Being cordially invited... or rather forcibly dragged by Sam to that place is one of those experiences that is never forgotten.

He doesn't need to smile. His extremely serious face is the last thing the opponent will see.

Sam will take good care of that shadow.

Manage to escape? GOOD LUCK!. But now it's more interesting. That shadow will be Sam's one day. The captain has a very good eye! And always wants to have more IN STOCK! How scary, he's making a strange face. It seems that doesn't like losing what already considers his.

Scared? No, Sam is charismatic and kind in the end.

#sam twisted wonderland #twst sam #twisted wonderland #twst #twst staff #twst bleach au #Sam Bleach Au #Probably Riddle. Azul or Cater after this. They have their Bankai finished.#If Sam is such a good shinigami. Why “SLAUGHTER HOUSE” is the background music?#Sam written by Coco's hands is like: everything can go wrong.

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sebek-zigbolt · 4 months

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only important contributions for this fandom

#text #twst #barely any eyebrow variety in this game hmph #like idk caters are slightlyyy more shaped at the ends but overal everyones is just a thin line unless ur like #staff or fellow/rollo #this affects nothing I just like drawing eyebrows so sebek is a treat

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the-scouts-codex · 7 months

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Can we talk about Sam's little sprite?

Excuse the poor quality. Idk why it looks like that. But yeah, can we talk about how cute it looks? How smug he looks! I would talk about Grim and Rook but that's not the point here! I'm talking about Ol' Sammy boy! I love his little Sprite.

(๑•з•)))⋆♡⋆ฺ=͟͟͞͞=͟͟͞͞ I Would love to see teacher cards in twist one day.

#twisted wonderland #twst #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland x oc #thescout'scodex #twst sam #twst ace #twst grim #twst cater #twst rook #rook hunt #cater diamond #ace trappola #twst gameplay #twst culinary crucible #twst staff #twst screenshot

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thegayestmferintown · 12 days

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everyone... Give me your twst requests, please.

Preferably Octavinelle, but I will literally do anything. I am so desperate to write these absolute idiots.

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awkward-teabag · 23 days

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I have to wonder how many people celebrating AI translation also complain about "broken English" and how obvious it is something was Google translated from another language without a fluent English speaker involved to properly clean up the translation/grammar.

Because I bet it's a lot.

I know why execs are all for it—AI is the new buzzword and it lets them cut jobs thus "save" money and not have to worry about pesky labour laws when one employs humans—but everyone else?

There was some outcry when Crunchyroll fired many of their translators in favour of AI translation (with some people to "clean up the AI's work") but I can't help but think that was in part because it was Japanese-to-English and personally affected them. Same when Duolingo fired many of their translators in favour of LLM translation. Meanwhile companies are firing staff when it's English to another language and there's this idea that that's fine or not as big a deal because English is "easy" to translate and/or because people don't think of how it will impact people in non-English countries.

Also it doesn't affect native English speakers so it doesn't get much headway in the news cycle or online anyway because so much of the dominant media is from English-speaking countries and English-speakers dominate social media.

But different languages have different grammar structures that LLMs don't do, and I grew up on "jokes" about people speaking in "broken English" and mocking people who use the wrong word when it was clearly a literal translation but the meaning was obvious long before LLMs were a thing, too. In fact, the specific way a character spoke broken English has been a way to denote their native tongue for decades, usually in a racist way.

Then Google translate came out and "Google-translated English" became an insult for people and criticism of companies because it was clearly wonky to native speakers. Even now, LLMs—which are heavily trained on English compared to other languages—don't have a natural output so native English speakers can clock LLM-generated text if it's longer than a sentence or two.

But, for whatever reason, it's not seen as a problem when it goes the other way because fuck non-English readers or people who want to read in their native tongue I guess.

#and it's not like no people were doing translations so wonky translations were better than nothing #it's actual translators being fired for a subpar replacement #and anyone who keeps their job suddenly being responsible for cleaning up llm output rather than what they trained in #(which can take just as much time or longer than doing the translation by hand from scratch)#(if you want it done right anyway)#hell to this day i hear people complain about written translations of indigenous words and how they 'aren't english enough'#even though they're using the ipa and use a system white english people came up with in the first place #and you can easily look up the proper pronunciation and hear it spoken #but there's such a double-standard where it's expected that other languages cater to english/english speakers #but that grace and accommodation doesn't go the other way #and it's the failing of non-english speakers when an english translation is broken #you see it whenever monolingual english speakers travel to other countries and utterly refuse to learn the language #but if someone doesn't speak in unaccented (to them) english fluently in their home country the person 'isn't trying hard enough'#this is just the new version of that where non-english speakers are supposed to do more work and put up with subpar translations #even as a native english speaker/writer i get a (much) lesser version of this because i write with canadian spelling #and some people get pissed if their internet experience is disrupted by 'ou' instead of 'o' or '-re' instead of '-er'#because dialects and regional phrasing/spelling is a thing #human translators can (or should) be able to account for it but llms are not smart enough to do so #and that's not even getting into slang and how llms don't account for it #or how llms can put slurs into translations because it doesn't do nuance or context and doesn't know the language #if you ever complained about buying something from another country that came with machine-translated instructions #you should be pissed at companies cutting english-to-[language] staff in favour of glorified google translate #because the companies are effectively saying they're fine with non-native speakers getting a wonky/broken version

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 1 year

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If you're wondering how my mom felt about the prologue, she felt concerned that Yuu woke up somewhere random, and Grim was a piece of shit. She thought that the boys were interesting and Crowley was annoying. She wanted to punch Ace when we first met until the end.

As for Chapter 1, She thought Cater was interesting, Crewel is attractive, Train reminds her of her old history teacher, Vargas reminded her of her former coach in highschool, Ace and Deuce we're little shits for asking Yuu to buy them food in return of catching Grim, Trey is motherly, Riddle was way too strict, Deuce's delinquent mode surprised her but his backstory made her sad, Chenya was funny, and she also got mad at Trey for not doing anything to stop Riddle.

"I understand that Riddle suffered and Trey also went through a lot, but that doesn't mean that he should let Riddle get away with everything just because of Riddle's horrible home life. Riddle is his own person, not his mother. He shouldn't be coddled by anyone just because he had a bad life."

She was upset that ADeuce lost.

Hoo boy did she want to punch Riddle for dissing Yuu and she cheered Ace on when he called Riddle out.

Riddle's backstory made her cry.

She thought that Ace getting mad at Riddle though not nice, was understandable in a way.

Overall, she just thought it was a great beginning to a crazy story.

[Here’s the other installments for the Mom Anon: Ep 2/ Ep 3 / Ep 4 / Ep 5]

I think that pretty much sums up the common first impressions many players have when they’re experiencing TWST for the first time! (I’m not going to comment on every single thing because it might be repetitive 💦)

The prologue and episode 1 do a lot of the set up that the later parts of the main story build upon, so it’s important to have that strong (even if it’s kind of basic/expected) start! Riddle is also just a nice example of the pattern we will observe with Overblot boys (ie current behavior being questionable, only for a backstory reveal which helps explain their present behavior). It’s the attitude of Ace and the others towards Riddle that sort of defines the rest of TWST, a mix of empathy + offering social support and yet holding people accountable while also allowing for enough room and time to grow.

#Riddle Rosehearts #Ace Trappola #Deuce Spade #Trey Clover #Cater Diamond #Grim #Dire Crowley #spoilers #notes from the writing raven #Yuu #Divus Crewel #Mozus Trein #NRC Staff #Ashton Vargas #Chenya #Che’nya

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amarriageoftrueminds · 6 months

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favourite genre of hannigram scene:

an incredibly intimate moment with insane chemistry and prolonged eye-contact and then the camera pans out to reveal a bunch of extras in the background trying to act like this is normal

#rewatching s1 #hannigram #also featuring: jack standing like two feet away from them #and you're like 'holy fuck I totally forgot those other people were there.' 😭#always being like 'you're not alone' to each other YEAH because you keep doing this shit in FRONT of people!#hannibal trying to get will to stay telling him he 'disagrees' that he wouldn't be good company...#[EYE CONTACT EYE CONTACT]#and then the camera cuts to reveal that whole damn kitchen is full of catering staff 😭 SIR #'I was worried you were dead' / 'I appreciate the company' etc. ten feet away from a pair of corpses in a whole room of FBI agents? SIR #will eyefucking hannibal doing surgery in the ambulance when literally everyone else is busy arresting a serial killer? SIR??#poor abigail just standing awkwardly off to the side for the entirety of That conversation in mizufuckingmono?!?#sir. do you know people can hear you right now.#“hannibal nbc”#🤣🤣🤣#more of this in fanfic pls #release the cracken

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bones4thecats · 8 months

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Twisted Wonderland Incorrect Quotes

Sebek Zigvolt: Didn't you die?! MC: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change. Riddle Rosehearts: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying. Ace Trappola: And? Riddle Rosehearts: And you are. Floyd Leech: Start talking! Random Octavinelle Student: Well, I- Floyd Leech: Shut up!

Kalim Al-Asim: That sounds super! Doesn’t that sound super, Jamil? Jamil Viper: No. Kalim Al-Asim: I think I speak for Jamil when I say it sounds really super. Grim: I got grounded for a whole week just because I came home late. Leona Kingscholar: Well, you deserved it. I mean, getting everyone's hopes up like that and then showing up again. Vil Schoenheit: OKAY, YOU KNOW WHAT?! TIME OUT! GET ON TOP OF THE FRIDGE! GET UP THERE! Epel Felmeir: *Climbing* THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!! Azul Ashengrotto: Your Honor, I hereby submit the following to the court: Azul Ashengrotto: Floyd, what the actual FUCK? Malleus Draconia: Sorry I'm late, I was doing stuff. Leona Kingscholar: YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS! Ortho Shroud: I don't follow the rules. I follow dogs on social media. Cop: You ran a red light. Cater Diamond: So did you, hypocrite. Cop: I was following you. Cater Diamond: That was dumb, I'm a terrible driver. Cop: Get out. Idia Shroud: I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul. Lilia Vanrouge: I’ve been described as a ‘heartless villain’ and a 'little shit’, but I prefer… 'has alternative ways of having fun’. Vil Schoenheit: Would I rather be feared or loved? Easy. Both. I want people to fear how much they love me. Eliza: Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me. Trey Clover: I'm usually that person who has no idea what's going on. Jade Leech: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck. Jack Howl: Do you think different paints have different tastes? Ruggie Bucchi: They do. Jack Howl: ...Why did you say that with such certainty? Divus Crewel: In your opinion, what is the height of stupidity? Literally Anyone, turning to Ace Trappola: How tall are you? Epel Felmier: Housewarden, I’m afraid. Vil Schoenheit: Just stay close to Rook. Epel Felmier: That's why I’m afraid. Rook Hunt, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way. Sam: Good morning. Mozus Trein: Good morning. Divus Crewel: Good morning. Dire Crowley: You all sound like robots, try spicing it up a bit. Ashton Vargas: MORNING MOTHERFUCKERS! Mozus Trein: Where’s Crowley? Sam: Doing stuff. Mozus Trein: I don’t like the sound of that. Where’s Crewel? Sam: Trying to stop Crowley from doing the stuff. Mozus Trein: And Vargas? Sam: Trying to stop Crewel from stopping Crowley from doing the stuff. Mozus Trein: I see. And what are you doing here, Sam? Sam: I’m supposed to stop you from stopping Vargas from stopping Crewel from stopping Crowley from doing the stuff.

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appsa · 5 months

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My mom dragged us all to watch the latest mammooty movie so imagine my surprise when the movie turned out to be directed by jeo baby and was abt a closeted gay man running for local elections as the rep for the communist party while also getting divorced by his wife and getting outed to his community in the process and it was the most unbearably sensitive yet optimistic portrayal of what its like to be gay in post-section 377 kerala ive seen in malayalam cinema

#i feel like. ive been rubbed raw like......... what the fuck.................#JEO BABY U NEVER MISSSSSS #the way. they interacted like ONCE the whole movie n it was so sooooooo sooooooo #but also also also its about how his wife understood him better than anyone n loved him n his family and also im fucking. dead.#fuck i knew the movie would be good when the credits started off w thanking catering staff by name but ahahdjjdkf

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hella1975 · 8 months

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yes this is a natural series of events when you've worked at the same place for over a year and it also happens to have RIDICULOUSLY quick turnover where very few people wind up staying on consistently, but ive become one of the Experienced Waitresses That Knows What They're Doing at my job and we very suddenly have a lot of New Teenagers That Have Never Done This Before and it's just. insane to me. bc when i started my job i was SO intimidated like it truly is a big very fast-paced place where everyone has to pull their weight (ie you need to be able to do the coffee station and work the floor and run food and help on bar) and the customers are particularly wankerish so the more Experienced Staff that had been there for a while were like mini gods to me. like truly i thought they were so cool and smart and unbothered and now that's me. i have a gaggle of 17 year olds constantly asking me how to do things and I KNOW THE ANSWER. on a government wage no less

#like it's a BIT annoying bc this is just not the kind of place that should be hiring teenage first-time workers #but the catering industry is doing BAD atm and my manager got told off by head office for spending too much on wages #so he's hiring a load of young people bc guess what! young people have lower minimum wages! some of them are literally on fiver an hour #i genuinely think when i turn 21 my hours are gonna PLUMMET but that's a future me problem #but yeah it means there's like. ten of us that have been working there consistently for months to years at a time #and the rest of the staff are just completely new. like everyone i was working with yesterday were college kids #that had been there a handful of weeks. and im someone who still regularly needs to ask management questions #bc for starters that never goes away like truly u do just need help but also bc I NEVER GOT OFFICIALLY TRAINED #EVERYTHING I KNOW I LEARNED ON THE JOB. DO YOU KNOW HOW STUPID THAT IS #so i have these teenagers looking up at me like 'how do i do x thing' and im like idk either babe. let's quit together #hella slaves to capitalism

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raayllum · 1 year

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—Christopher Marlowe

#rayllum #rayllumedit #cube hostage exchange theory #my edits #graphics #personal fave #quotes #saw this quote in another fandom tag had a breakdown over how specifically it caters to me made this #bon appetit bro #s4 #arc 2 #almost used the pinnacle jump for pic 3 but #callum throwing away the sword After already discarding the staff (his crutch) / his anger to Run to her #just hits different y'know?#g o d #snuck some hand motif in there too. as a Treat

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softquietsteadylove · 13 days

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I’m glad you liked the idea!! The result was so perfect and sweet as usual. Here’s another if you’re interested/have muse! Words: curiousity, animals, whispering

Gil gulped, trying to focus on plating more appetizers as the guests mulled about. For the most part, they were scattered around the rest of the sprawling estate, but some of them had gravitated towards the kitchen naturally out of eagerness for the next round.

And they kept whispering.

He couldn't make out what they were saying, of course, but Gil knew when he was being whispered about. He had grown up as a husky but strong boy who loved cooking, he was no stranger to feeling like an animal in a zoo. But the scrutinising glares of a couple dozen millionaires were more than enough to put him on edge.

He dabbed at some sweat on his forehead and heard a giggle behind him. He was glad he had the steam and stove and various other heat sources to blame for the flush in his skin. Clearing his throat, he turned with the platter in hand. "More hors d'oeuvres--canapes with cavier and brie crostini with blackberry and prosciutto."

"How delightful!"

"Wherever did Thena find a specimen like you?"

"I simply must get the recipe to my own chef!"

Gil just smiled, setting down the platter for them to maul at will. He slipped backwards, eager for the refuge of the inner kitchen again. When Thena had described this as a 'monsters' ball' of a soiree, she wasn't kidding.

She had warned him that the guests were technically allowed wherever they wanted to be, including his own space, as much as she wanted to discourage it. There were also warnings about how rude they could be, even if the words were polite, as well as not to let any of them subtly try to poach him from her.

As if that were possible; he had no desire to work for anyone but Thena.

Only a few more hours and it was over. Even if there were still guests lingering, Thena had made it very clear that he could leave after 11. It was pretty sweet, all things considered. It wasn't uncommon for the chef to be stuck there catering to everyone's desires until guests had left, and then clean up after everything too.

"Sir, the food is being received splednidly!"

"Jesus!" Gil cursed, gripping the pocket of his chef's jacket over his heart as Karun - yet again - materialised out of thin air. He glared at him, "dude!"

Karun just chuckled, though, not minding the casual speech in the least. "The Madam is the envy of all present, thanks to you and your recipes, sir. I have heard only glowing reviews throughout the party."

Well, no chef disliked hearing that. And if the guests weren't going to compliment him so honestly, then at least he could hear it from someone he trusted. They hadn't said anything bad of course, but even when they were saying nice things, he really felt like he couldn't believe anything any of them were saying.

"The Madam knew, of course. I have never heard her praise anything so highly as your food!"

Sometimes Gil really wondered if Karun exaggerated Thena's words, at all. She was just so quiet, so hard to read. It was hard to imagine her going on at length about...well, anything. And yet Karun made it sound like it was something she gushed about.

"Where is Thena?" Gil asked, even looking around in hopes of catching a glimpse of her bright blonde hair. He wiped his hands on the towel tossed over his shoulder. "I haven't seen her since the doors opened."

She had stopped by before getting ready, while he was still preparing everything. She had seemed a little nervous, actually, hovering around his prep work as if to procrastinate putting on her fancy dress and doing her hair.

"Ah, the Madam has many guests to entertain," Karun lamented, although still with the same immovable smile on his face. He straightened his bow tie. "Although, she did mention fetching something from the wine cellar."

"Huh," Gil murmured, still wiping his hands, mostly to occupy them with something. He didn't have anything on the fire currently, although he had considered that he could use some sparkling just to float on top of the personal panna cottas. "Maybe I'll see if she needs a hand with anything."

Gil walked down the stairs to the fancy underground wine cellar with heavy steps. He just needed a second wind to get through the rest of the evening. If he could have a little snack and push out the desserts then he would have a clear board. There were dressed up wait staff walking around with drinks and trays of his food anyway.

Maybe Karun had planned it, but Gil turned the corner and found Thena. She was seated on one of the crates yet to be unpacked, probably full of bottles that cost more than his whole salary. She was hunched over a little plate of food with her legs crossed, the slit of her dress exposing the length of them, while also pooling unceremoniously on the floor with her heels. Her hair was still pinned tightly at the back of her head, although he was guessing that the sparkly clip sitting beside her had been in it until she got down here.

She still looked gorgeous, although he had to admit he was more fond of the way she looked first thing in the morning, enjoying one of his omelettes.

"Oh," she looked up, not rushing to polish her appearance again. She rearranged her dress somewhat, starting to slip her stocking feet back into her shoes. "I was-"

"Hey, it's okay," he rushed. He could only assume she had taken off the high heels because her feet were killing her. "I won't tell."

She smiled at him, thankful for his secrecy. She did indeed slip her feet back to the tile floor, holding her rations preciously. "Did you come to escape them as well?"

"Escape them?"

She glanced upward in the direction of her own party, "the animals."

Gil snorted. He had certainly thought of them as such, but he hadn't exactly thought Thena did too. At least, not so literally. "I thought you knew at least some of them."

But she looked downtrodden, bordering on miserable. Gil immediately thought of the times in his life when he felt like a shy little outcast, sitting alone at lunch or being excluded from playing with others. "I suppose I am acquainted with a few of them. But this is largely a networking event. It is my turn to host it, nothing more."

He didn't exactly know everything about Thena's super fancy lifestyle. Actually, he knew very little about it. But he was confident in saying that she didn't ask for any of it, let alone like it. "Really sounds like more of a pain in the ass, than anything."

He usually didn't swear in front of Thena (his boss). Well, he didn't always talk in front of her at all. But she smiled again, her finger playing with a sprig of green onion that had tumbled off a canape. "I would have to agree."

Given that this was the most he and Thena had ever exchanged in terms of words or conversation, Gil decided to push further. He abandoned the search for champagne in favour of leaning against a stack of crates facing her. He slipped his hands in his pockets, although he immediately wondered if it was coming off as 'trying too hard'. "Is there anyone here you like at all?"

She looked up, stared him dead in the eyes, and said, "you."

Gil blushed.

Thena looked down at her lap again. She didn't rush to correct her statement, but her fidgeting with her plate increased as she brought her knees closer to her chest. "Not that I make for good company."

"What?" he laughed, hoping she would follow suit. "I'd rather be down here with you than up there, anyway."

She didn't quite take it as the compliment he intended, but she did look up again. Her lip set in a firm line, "have they been pestering you? I did attempt to make it clear that you were to be left to your work."

They had circled him like sharks observing a wounded dolphin. "I haven't really noticed them."

Thena scowled down at her beet cured salmon rosette. "Not one of them is of the mind to brush elbows with their own staff. I knew that your food would entice them into playing nice, but I did hope they would have some decorum."

He definitely got the impression that, while happy to sing his praises here and now, working for them was probably a nightmare. He would much rather be here with Thena, hiding from her own guests like ne'er do wells under the bleachers.

Thena blinked as he stole the rosette right off her plate. "I beg your pardon."

He gave her a grin, chewing it thoroughly. It turned out well! "What?--you were just playing with it. Someone should enjoy my work."

Her lips tugged up again and he really noticed how the red colour made them look even fuller than usual. "I did not realise my secret stash would have to be shared."

Gil shrugged, leaning forward to steal something else. Despite her teasing reproach, she leaned back and offered her plate to help him select something. He grabbed the remaining half of a mini buratta with a disk of tomato gelee and air crisped basil. He'd never created such pretentious finger food in all his life, but that was exactly what the animals wanted, according to Thena.

"I took two of everything and came down here nearly an hour ago," she confessed, hanging her head in guilt. She finally picked up the blackberry from her crostini and ate it. "Mingling with them is simply beyond my threshold for suffering."

She said 'they're a bunch of assholes' so eloquently.

"I guess I don't blame you," Gil chuckled, taking the rest of the crostini she had left after claiming just the fruit from it. "It's your party, your house--if you wanna play hooky, then who cares."

"Play hooky?" she furrowed her brows at the expression.

He laughed again, which she seemed to take as a scathing mockery of her ignorance. His expression softened and he leaned off the crates.

Thena drew her shoulders up but ultimately made room for him on her crate as he sat down next to her. It was neither too small nor comfortably large. He managed not to touch butts with her, but there was nothing he could do about his shoulder brushing hers.

He glanced at her from his position of having to somewhat perch himself on the corner, "aren't you cold?"

Thena's cheeks took on the most charming shade of pink he'd ever seen in his life. Now that he was closer to her, he could see the faint tremor in her hands and shoulders. She looked down at her plate again, positively mortified. "Freezing."

Poor thing was so eager to leave her own party that she would rather freeze by herself in the wine cellar than mingle a little. Gil immediately wished he had something on under his chef's jacket (although that would only ever create more of a sweating problem).

Gil put his hand on hers, which really was startlingly cold to the touch. "If you don't wanna come up to the kitchen, I get it. Some of your guests do keep poking their heads in."

That certainly was enough to keep her rooted in place.

He gave her frigid hand a squeeze, "but I'll bring you something, okay? Something to warm you up in hiding."

Thena looked up at him as he stood, preparing to leave her again. Those big, dazzling green eyes of hers pleaded with him, "hurry back?"

He would let all of the desserts burn if he had to. He lingered at the door just to wave to her, "I'll grab more rations for us too."

The brightened expression on her face at the promise of his lengthened return was blinding. It was more than enough to convince him to set the desserts out all at once and whatever happened, happened. As far as he was concerned, the guest of honour was down here freezing her butt off, the least he could do was grab a cup of hot cocoa and his hoodie and some more snacks for her.

#Thenamesh Hamptons AU #poor Thena has negative social skills #of course she would rather hide in the basement than attend her own party #everyone attending is just some rich asshole anyway #so their families know each other so what #Karun knows she's hiding from everyeone #and he knows just the cure #so he goes into the kitchen and says oh hey I think I saw Thena going downstairs #Gil: great I just happened to need something down there totally unrelated #I love this prompt so thank you #Thena doesn't really want any of them talking to her sweet and funny chef #she finally gets the chance to talk to him and it's because she's having a terrible time #little does she know Gil is like this is my chance #he pulls everything out at once and tells the catering staff this is what everything is I'll be back whenever #if they ask for something I do not care #he comes back downstairs with a nice hot mug and puts sweater over her shoulders and presents more snacks and desserts for her #and Thena falls even more in love with him #I mean they have an appropriate and professional relationship #Karun isn't matchmaking at all

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