#korean succulent

[hamsterclaw]

Aaaaah my chest 😩😩😩🤧 ex husband joon sounds so 😩😩😩ughhhhhhi want them to work out like TALK IT OUT GUYS!!!!

You know, I read this and immediately thought what this Namjoon would be like trying to talk it out.

Pairing: Namjoon x f!reader

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Sex, swearing, Namjoon's an asshole

Your husband, Kim Namjoon, is generally punctual, but he’s unfailingly, always late to your appointments with your marriage counsellor.

It’s a power play, he wants to show you that you can’t make him do anything he doesn’t want to do, even if it’s your marriage at stake.

Your husband, Kim Namjoon, is unfailingly, always an asshole.

It was hot when you were in college together, when he’d stroll in, thick thighs stretching out grey sweatpants, sit next to you and copy over your shoulder in politics class.

It was hot on your wedding day, when he got bored at the wedding dinner and dragged you into an alcove to shoot his cum down your throat whilst telling you to ‘swallow it down like a good girl, Mrs Kim.’

Honestly, it’s even sometimes hot now, when you’re pissed off at him for being late and he saunters in, manspreads on the couch and nudges your thigh none too subtly when your counsellor Mrs Lee says something he doesn’t agree with.

Namjoon embraces his feral side with a don’t give a fuck attitude you can’t help but admire even as you want to throttle him.

You’ve tried to throttle him a few times but he just laughs and pins your hands over your head and fucks the anger out of you.

You’re in the middle of telling Mrs Lee about your week when Namjoon enters the room. He apologises for being late, the good Korean boy in him coming to the fore just in time to charm her and prevent her from yellow carding him.

If this were a game of football, and you a referee, your husband would be banned for the season for his unsportsmanlike behaviour.

You try your best to hide your sour expression as he presents Mrs Lee with a small succulent for being so accommmodating with her time.

Namjoon excuses himself to make a telephone call, even though he’s just arrived at this counselling session, and you’re sorely tempted to stab him with Mrs Lee’s silver pen.

Your phone vibrates in your bag, and you’re reaching for it when Namjoon returns.

He sits next to you quietly, and to your surprise, the next 45 minutes are spent talking through the difference in the way you and he communicate with each other. He doesn’t so much as roll his eyes once.

As Mrs Lee sums up, you catch him eyeing your thigh where your skirt has ridden up slightly.

Ah, there he is, your familiar asshole. Hidden but never really gone.

Namjoon follows you out of Mrs Lee’s plush, soothingly neutral office, and into the car park.

‘Can you give me a ride?’ he asks.

‘To where?’

‘I have a date. It’s at the French bistro downtown.’

‘We’re still married, Namjoon, why are you going on a date?’

‘Keeping my options open?’ he suggests. The asshole has the audacity to smirk at you.

‘Nah. You can walk,’ you snap.

‘It’s not a date,’ he says, quickly. ‘I’m meeting Yoongi.’

You stare him down.

Finally you say, ‘OK. I’ll drop you off at the subway.’

You unlock the car, get in, and wait for Namjoon to fold his long frame into the passenger seat.

He gets in, pointedly adjusts the seat to accommodate his long legs, reclines the back.

‘C’mere,’ he says, voice low, husky.

He spreads his legs a little, lets the bulge in his crotch show against the thin material of his pants.

Your husband’s at least half-hard, and you’re angry with yourself for even contemplating helping him out.

Shit.

You’ve spent too much time thinking about it.

You can hear the smirk in his voice even without looking at him.

Namjoon says, ‘Look straight ahead, ok?’

His warm hand slips over your bare thigh, under your skirt.

‘I can see your bra,’ he tells you, conversational. ‘It’s that lacy one isn't it? Makes me want to bust a nut just looking at it.’

His other hand skims the front of your chest, tweaks your nipple.

You bite down on your lower lip as he caresses you over the thin material of your blouse.

‘If we weren’t here I’d be sucking on your tits now,’ he continues. ‘Getting your nipples nice and hard for me.’

He laughs softly. ‘Look at yourself, baby.’

Despite your better judgement, you drop your gaze to where your nipple is pressing against his thumb, peaked and so sensitive you could scream.

Namjoon flicks his thumb over your nipples, back and forth, only reluctantly dropping his hand when someone walks past on the way to their car.

Thank fuck you have an SUV.

Namjoon slides his hand under your skirt, fingers reaching straight for your core.

You can both hear how wet you are.

‘Fuck,’ Namjoon swears. His hand ghosts over his crotch, you can see the outline of his hardness so clearly now you know he’s almost fully erect.

You reach out to touch him, and he stops you.

‘Let me feel you first, ok?’

Namjoon pushes your legs apart, strokes his long fingers over you.

‘Look at this messy cunt,’ he grunts. He slips a finger into you, and you whimper at the invasion.

‘Joon!’

‘Use me,’ he murmurs. He slips another finger inside you, and the stretch is so good you’re moaning.

He rocks his thumb over your clit, leans over to mouth at your neck.

His tongue laps over your skin.

‘Wanna taste you,’ he groans.

His forearm flexes as his fingers move in and out of you, curving, hitting your sweet spot with the precision of a man who’s spent years learning what you like.

You come with a gush of wet that makes him groan again, loud.

‘Fuck,’ he pants, using his wet hand to stroke himself.

‘Wait, fuck,’ you cry, beyond caring that you’re pushing the boundaries of public indecency.

You lift your leg over and climb on top of him.

‘Fuck, baby,’ Namjoon grunts. His strong arms curl around you as you seat yourself onto his rigid cock.

He hisses. ‘Fuck, gonna come, fuck.’

He grinds you down into his lap, big hands either side of your hips. A moment later you can feel him twitching inside you.

Namjoon buries his face in the back of your neck.

In amongst the impassioned swearing he moans your name, like he can’t stop himself.

***

A baby wipe cleanup and several muttered curses on both your parts later, you find yourself dropping Namjoon off at the bistro.

‘Fuck, Yoongi’s going to be pissed, I’m so late,’ Namjoon says.

He makes no move to go, though, flashing a dimple at you, mischief in his eyes.

‘Should I just cancel on him and take you home instead?’

‘Don’t be an asshole,’ you tell him.

Namjoon laughs quietly.

‘Yeah.’

He gets out then, and just before he closes the door he says, ‘Hey. Ignore the texts I sent you earlier, ok?’

‘What texts?’

‘I didn’t really have a phone call to make at our counselling session earlier. I spent the time texting you instead,’ he confesses.

‘Kim Namjoon, if you sent me a bunch of dick pics I’ll block you,’ you threaten.

‘Yeah, it’s dick pics, I don’t mind if you save them,’ he says. He winks at you, slams the door closed and then he’s off, hurrying across the street.

***

You’re snuggling into bed when you remember you haven’t checked Namjoon’s messages.

Your husband has a beautiful dick, you’ve seen it plenty but you figure you could always use a visual reminder.

You click on the picture and freeze.

It’s a picture of you and Namjoon in college when you first started dating. He’s got his arm around you, most of his face obscured by a cap but you can see just enough to know he’s smiling. You’re tucked into his side, face bright with adoration.

You both look so young.

You both look so fucking happy.

A tear slides down your cheek.

Your vision blurs but you can see enough to read the next message.

I miss you.

You’re still thinking about him as you fall asleep.

©hamsterclaw 2023

#namjoon smut #namjoon x reader

[martassimsbookcc]

UPDATED SETS June-July 2023 | The complete list.

Hi! ♥ I took a break from converting new stuff to focus on updating old cc :) here's the complete list if you wanna take a look ^-^ Now that this job is done I can finally go back to my converting schedule yay ✨ Going through these old sets was really a pain in the ass, but it made me realise how much I improved. So proud of myself right now!

Sims-KKB - Food Set Novvvas - Loft Life Set 13pumpkin - Attic Ceiling Deco Fallout Dining Set Chicklet/SIMthing New - California Dreaming Set Simmerberlin - Fake Stuff Set Simsinatra - Body Pots SG5150 - Car Wash Set Sims-KKB - Cyberpunk Room Meinkatz - Serif TV Heurrs - Ethnicraft Set Meinkatz - Drop Leaf HM6 Simenapule - Bayla Set Novvvas - Potted Herb Garden Simsinatra - Moravian Set Novvvas - Random Bedroom Set Sims-KKB - One Room Set 6 Simenapule - Modular Sofa Set Slox - Rongmae Pt. 1 MamanGateau - Sacre Charlemagne Old Classroom Set MXIMS - Random Objects Set Sims-KKB - Korean Style Goods Set SG5150 - Jeep Grand Cherokee SG5150 - Lincoln Continental Dscombobulate - Rosa Set Sundays x Raventons - Dunes Set NynaeveDesign - Avis Candle The Sims 4 Laundry Day - Planted Angularity The Sims 4 Laundry Day - Succulent Succulents Leosims - Side Table Leosims - Boddhi Console The Sims 4 Laundry Day - Clean Sweep The Sims 4 Cats & Dogs - You’re Home! You’re Home! You’re Home! Entryway Shelf The Sims 4 - The Source The Sims 4 Romantic Garden - Where The Sunshine Goes The Sims 4 Parenthood - Rack of the Wood of the Dishes 3dhaupt - Indoor Pot Plant

#updatesmasterpost #s3cc #4to3

[theabyssgazesalsointoyou]

random trivial bmc headcanons because i'm bored

christine

plays around with her hair a lot so it seems curlier/messier than it actually is

korean. because i said so.

keeps a journal and it's like 'play rehearsal was so fun! also, i don't get the concept of life [200 word philosophical essay]'

lots of bruises she doesn't even remember getting bc she keeps bumping into stuff

carries around so many fucking pens and she doesn't even use half of them

rich

somewhat caffeine intolerant but addicted to it and doesn't care

an unhinged sense of fashion

an irrational burning hatred for country music

knows a ton of weird niche trivia and party tricks that are practically useless

can fluently encode & decode simple ciphers like rot13

brooke

great at math, it's her favorite subject

sometimes dots her i's and j's with hearts

her vision is slightly mismatched bc her hair keeps falling over one eye

the Most Dog Person you will ever meet

refuses to kill bugs and releases them outside with her bare hands. chloe is horrified

jenna

loves to read

huge fan of horror and supernatural/paranormal stuff

likes animals generally considered ugly/creepy

incredibly niche music taste & uploads her own music to soundcloud

has a 300-day streak on duolingo. she dabbles in all kinds of languages and has like 5 courses

jake

favorite color used to be orange as a little kid

writes in all caps & texts with perfect grammar

cannot keep plants alive to save his life. brooke gave him a succulent once and he killed it within a month (much to her dismay)

gets way too easily annoyed with illogical things

has a habit of absentmindedly scribbling on paper

michael

probably has like. 4 cats

will die on any and every hill just to mess with people. loves playing devil's advocate

very adventurous when it comes to food. he eats the weirdest shit ever

names inanimate objects (his laptop/headphones etc)

little superstitions like wishing on things

jeremy

has a crooked smile he's insecure of

bad at tying shoelaces. they always get undone and he's always tripping on them

keeps the squip squad group chat on mute and checks it like once a week

lowkey needs glasses but thinks he can manage without them so he's always squinting

has 7000 unused apps on his phone bc he downloads them, gets bored of them after a day and forgets to delete them

chloe

secretly really into art (of all kinds)

has a pet betta named gatsby

likes old disney movies

mildly allergic to pollen

loves taking pictures and will make you wait at restaurants so she can take a picture of your food

#idk i think i'm right #bmc #be more chill #squip squad #christine canigula #rich goranski #brooke lohst #jenna rolan #jake dillinger #michael mell #jeremy heere #chloe valentine

[iu-jjang]

[FANCAFE] 230302 IU replies uaenas on fancafe

IU: Ah and if anyone bullies you, tell me! ⚔️😡⚔️

IU: Ah.. ok ok not everyone is able to reply yet..

I totally understand~~! 0_<

So I’m about to meet my dayookies 😌

(t/n: most uaenas just got demoted back to full members as 5th gen had ended. Also, ‘dayookie’ or succulent plant / cactus won the YouTube poll for 6th gen.)

🌵: Unnie, give a word of encouragement for university students starting classes too..

Give me strength too, for I’ve been a uaena since the time back when you endorsed for MyChewㅜㅜ Then I’ll buy a box of MyChew and go to school!!

IU: So there are people starting classes too…!!

🌵: Unnie, don’t forget about the university students tooㅠㅠ

IU: Fighting for your first day of classes!!! 🥹🥹 You’ve been a baby uaena until now!!

🌵: Unnie, is there a more matured snack for university students to offer others, rather than MyChew sweet?

IU: jjondeugi..? (Traditional Korean chewy snack)

🌵: Jieun-nim, my son is starting childcare tomorrow!! As a parent, I’m feeling a little nervous, so thanks for your message heh I’ll hang in there ❤️

IU: Goshㅜㅜㅜ That’s cute. Baby fighting!! Mummy uaena fighting as well!!

🌵: Unnie-ya, is it decided that dayookie will be the nickname for 6th gen uaenas then?? (Does that mean there’s no hope for yukbuley at all then..?)ㅠㅠkekekeke

IU: Yukal (t/n: Meaning ‘six legged’. Watch IU TV for inside joke reference).. I mean, yukbuley is packing its bags🥹

🌵: Unnie, I’m starting classes… I don’t feel like going to school.. I don’t like lessons.. I don’t like to go for orientation.. I don’t like my professor…

IU: I hope you patch things up with your professor by offering him/her a MyChew sweet keke

🌵: I don’t feel like going to school tomorrowㅠㅠ But I have to right? I’m the teacher after all…

IU: kekekekekekepeuhehehehehe

I’ve never been a teacher, so I didn’t know.. Even the teacher doesn’t want to go back to school.. Teacher uaena fighting too ㅜㅜ

🌵: Unnie, it’s my first day as a nurse today and I’m really really worried about whether I’ll be able to do a good job and I don’t like(?) that now I’ve started work, I don’t get school holidays and I’m having trouble sleeping, but right at that moment, unnie came here and made me cryㅠㅠ I’m not going back to school or starting school or a baby uaena,,, but I’ll try my best with your words of encouragement🥹 Thank you so much!!! I love you 💛

IU: Fighting!! Baby member of society!! Thinking of this message, I’ve got to be kind to nurses all the time.

🌵: Unnie, when are you going to bed?

IU: I’ve got to go to bed now. I only came to five words of encouragement, but it was fun reading the comments 😚

🌵: I’m a university student… but I shall go with the MyChew strategy…. Brothers and sisters let’s go~

IU: Based on my experience, MyChew works for those in their 30s too..

🌵: Unnie, I’m on the verge of tears. I missed you so much. I needed this today 🥺 But what if I can’t make friends at school?😭

IU: Don’t be impatient.. How about finding out if there are others who like IU too..?

🌵: Is it decided that we are going with dayookie then? I can’t give up on yukaleyㅠㅠ

IU: We’ve got to decide the winner fair and square…! 🥹🥲 kekeke dayookie is so cute too 😌

🌵: Unnie anyway you never reply to my messages……🥹 I’m going to bed first! Have a good rest as well, unnie!!!!! I wrote yesterday that I hope unnie has a good sleep too. I hope you sleep well today and tomorrow and the day after too!!!! Don’t fall sick!!!!! Stay healthy!!!!! Got it~~? Don’t just take care of uaenas, you must must must take care of yourself too. I love you, unnie. Love love love love love love love love love you 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

IU: Goodbye goodbye good night 💗

IU: I think keke I’ve held back the people keke who actually need to sleep early 😂

That was fun. All of you have got to do a good job tomorrow.

You can’t wake up late, so hurry and go to bed 💗

I hope your day turns out to be better than you were worried about

Goodbye 🙂

Translated by IUteamstarcandy with love

#IU #fancafe #replies #translation

[purplesimmer455]

Cam then gifts Iseul and Grace their presents. Grace gets a cute succulent plant that she can put in in her office, and she thanks Cam before safely putting it away in the guest room where she'll pack it up. Cam then gifts Iseul a red grim figurine. "Thanks Cammy, it'll look nice on my coffee table." Iseul says, grinning.

Plus, Grace shows off her ring* to Min Jun and Cam, who ooh and aah over it. "Nice." Cam says, eyeing the gem. "I hope I don't sound too sappy, but I'm so honoured** to join your family and you all have been so lovely and welcoming." Grace says, and Min Jun, Paenji, and Cam all smile. "We were waiting for my sis to finally propose so you could officially join us." Min Jun adds playfully and Iseul grins. "Seriously, Grace, we thought of you as part of our family since Iseul introduced you and now it's just official." Paenji says warmly, and Grace smiles, her eyes tearing up. "Thank you, Paenji." She says. "Yeah, you're one of us now, auntie Grace which means we can roast and tease each other. Plus, I'll teach you curses and jokes in Korean and you'll teach me some in Urdu." Cam says, and Grace laughs. "I'd like that, Cam." She says.

#ts4 #mysims #Kang Min Jun #Kang Paenji #Grace Siddqui #Iseul Kang #Cameron Kang #*it won't go on her left hand but eh its alright 🤔😅 #**my fasting for Ramadan brain was like yeah shes British lets go with honoured instead of honored 😂

[asianhaven4u]

Succulent, juicy, mouthwatering Korean milkers

#Sejinming #Korean beauty #Asian beauty

[sew-much-to-do]

DIY Creamy Korean Ssamjang (쌈장) Pasta

This Creamy Korean Ssamjang (쌈장) Pasta was inspired by the pork belly ssam (쌈) that I always order at Korean barbecue. Succulent pieces of pork belly in a spicy, creamy, and umami pasta sauce. Topped with parmesan cheese, egg, and green onions. This recipe is so easy!

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sew-much-to-do: a visual collection of sewing tutorials/patterns, knitting, diy, crafts, recipes, etc.

#DIY #recipe #cooking #cook #dinner #lunch #meal #dish #creamy #korean #ssamjang #pasta #noodles #bbq #korean bbq #pork #spicy #sauce #cheese #parmesan #egg #easy #simple #warm

[yeetlegay]

hi yeetle! i trust your taste cause you watched kinnporsche, can you please recommend some other thai bls which are good?

Haha well I can try! Just going off of the fact you've presumably watched and liked Kinnporsche:

If you liked the mafia/crime/action:

Manner of Death—coroner and extremely suss hottie adopt a succulent and solve a murder mystery. Think Agatha Christie but with more domestic gays and ACAB.

Beyond Evil (Korean)—the only reason this isn't a BL is because they deleted the footage of Juwon kissing Dongsik in that basement. But this show is so fucking fruity you don't even need the footage to know they're boyfriends by the end of it.

3 Will Be Free—okay so this also isn't technically a BL but it's super mega gay with the three mains (a gay guy, a bi guy, and a girl so hot I was sweating every time I saw her) in a polyamorous love story while on the run from a gang. SO underrated and you can watch the whole thing on YouTube.

Not Me—activist college students committing arson, fucking with rich men, and being gay as their extracurricular activities of choice. Also features the only cop character ever who deserves rights.

Long Time No See (Korean)—Spidermen pointing at each other meme, the mafia version. A hitman who writes Wattpad fic on the side meets up with one of his readers and they proceed to lie their asses off to each other in a comedy of errors while also falling in love.

If you liked the leads' chemistry:

Manner of Death—again, I know, but MaxTul are the kings of BL for a fucking REASON. They've been working together for what, six years now? And it shows. They're really close friends irl and have a great natural chemistry and level of comfort with each other physically that's hard to find.

We Best Love (Taiwanese, both seasons)—say what you will about the couch scene, my man Shi De had his tongue fully down Shu Yi's throat and did NOT hesitate to keep it there. They're not as physically all out as MileApo and MaxTul but they know how to make the tension so thick you hold your breath like you're underwater.

Why R U?—OKAY HEAR ME OUT 😂 sure the show itself is a hot mess, but Saint and Zee ate and even the haters agree. If you were one of the people championing bottom Kinn (hi fellow intellectual) then may I introduce Fighter, the literal poster child of the service top to pillow princess pipeline, and Tutor, his personal Obi-Wan of gay sex.

If you want something like VegasPete:

Utsukushii Kare/My Beautiful Man (Japanese)—the kink isn't as physical as VegasPete but it's BRILLIANT and the chemistry is crazy. If you want something that makes you go "this probably isn't the healthiest thing, but it's definitely the sexiest" (much like VegasPete) then this is it.

I hope this helps anon!

#I was gonna put in a t*ddies category but it would just be maxtul again lol #yeetle asks #bl recs #kinnporsche #why don’t queue stay

[fff777]

I watched the livestream where Kun, Winwin, Mark, and Jaemin decorated succulent plants

Mark and WInwin taking on fewer succulents because they're clumsy whereas Jaemin and Kun Can Cook and are therefore capable at everything X'D

Jaemin being like "oh no where did Jisung go :<" when he misplaced the Jisung stickers X'D Full aegyo when talking about the baby

Jaemin taught Winwin and Kun to act cute? X'D

They work quietly, though I think it's because there's some unfamiliarity lol. I think Kun and Mark both try to liven up the atmosphere a bit, though I think Mark's goofiness helps a little more than Kun's more formal way of speaking. Jaemin is definitely shy, because he's not familiar with Winwin and Kun and he's really only familiar with Mark. Winwin is familiar with both Kun and Mark so he and Jaemin are a little more formal. So basically I think that's why they work quietly and quickly lol.

I think a fan asked Kun to sing Guren'gui and he's like I will NOT X"D

Jaemin being like "I lost Jeno's stickers :<" He really does talk in pout eh

The way Winwin went all out with Doyoung's cup and covered it with stickers of Doyoung's face whereas for Mark's he just put a lot of the word stickers X'D I think Mark didn't like it too much but he was like ok fine ^^;;

But also Winwin showed of Doyoung's succulent so much hehe :3

Mark being like "Kun knows magic!" after he helped him with the sticker. No, he's just not clumsy lmao. But Kun was like "it's because I've lived three years longer" lol.

It's always so cute when Mark calls the Chinese members gege :3 He calls Winwin Winwin-gege and after Kun helped him with the sticker he was like omg Kun-gege *heart eyes*

Jaemin's massive succulent and Jeno's tiny one ^^;;

Kun went full mom mode when he told Mark to put something on the back of the sticker. He's not wrong, he was just very mom about it lol.

Kun laughing at Mark's joke and Mark was like thanks man

Them comparing how good looking the hyungs are lol (Jaemin with Taeyong, Winwin with Taeil, Kun with Yuta, Mark with Johnny).

Surprise appearance by Doyoung, Taeil, and Yuta :P

Mark asking Jaemin to act out the Korean word that Kun was asking about XD So cute haha. The English subs says the word is "rapidly" but that doesn't seem to be the case from the explanation lol. It seems more like it's growing while spreading and sprawling.

Johnny is Mark's one and only but in the most bro way possible somehow

Winwin ended up doing Chenle's succulent instead of Jaemin because they got confused lol.

And then surprise appearance from Johnny.

Jaemin saving up all the stickers he didn't use :3

I see, so Winwin just went total maximalist with all of his succulents after Mark's XD He just put all of the stickers on.

I was thinking that Chenle's succulent had too little gravel and Kun confirmed it lol

Jaemin: Kun can float the camera! lol

#nct #wayv #qian kun #dong sicheng #nct 127 #na jaemin #mark lee #nct dream #screencaps & commentaries

[yisanged]

hi. i'm in california. the flight was fine it was less scary than being here. it's strange here. there's palm trees. and succulents. just like by the sidewalk. i'm scared of my aunt and uncle they're nice they're just not my parents so i'm scared of them. i'm scared of my cousin too she's supposed to take me to tour some of the colleges here tomorrow. scary so scary. but i will endure. they have a cute dog and there's so many korean restaurants here yummy

[flatteryleadstoruins]

My mom used to be in a cult, and that's had a pretty big impact on my spiritual beliefs. It made me very interested in alternative mystical practices, or even heretical branches like Gnosticism or something.

If you're curious, the cult's called the World Mission Society Church of God — they believe that God got reincarnated as this Korean couple who runs the operation...real interesting stuff, especially with their ideas on "God the Mother"; it's a big thing for 'em.

I was baptized in this cult, as if I didn't already have enough bad juju from being cursed before I was born. My dad didn't approve of the place, so I only went to their services, like...twice, but I remember them having the absolute best, most succulent church bread. I'd let them brainwash me just to have it again, honestly.

#☆ #you can find ex-members talking about their experiences on podcasts and such #my mom fortunately didn't get too deep but still retains a lot of their teachings #like the “god the mother” shit and the idea of people being demonically possessed/literal demons #i obtained a lot of these beliefs by proxy

[archonsoflove]

So here are my strange assorted assumptions:

I get the impression that you live in a Hot Place or possibly somewhere in the southern hemisphere. 

I think you like to wear pretty floral dresses in the summer with wide-brimmed hats and enjoy stuff like iced hibiscus tea or boba (unsweetened) and lots of fresh fruits. You enjoy healthy food in general, but have a weakness for treats like buttery shortbread biscuits or oat cookies with a nice cup of tea.

You like being near nature or the countryside, or enjoy keeping plants or a garden.

You enjoy fairly modern books but also like gothic horror type tv shows or films. Although you don't believe in them, you also enjoy stuff like horoscopes or tarot cards just for fun.

Oh my goodness the way this is like 80% spot on and it's SCARY.

In summer I embrace the cottagecore lifestyle fully!! Summer dresses and jean shorts are what I live in!!

I'm an avid succulent collector, and they all live happily on my window sill in the sun (they have names and special plant food and everything). I raise them from pots and transfer them to the garden once they're big enough! I look after plants better than I could children honestly!

Give me dark, gothic romances any day! Modern books are great, but I still stand by Jane Eyre as a favorite (how did you guess this correctly!? I'm scared, help!)

As for TV shows, I tend to go for Korean Dramas (who doesn't like cheesy romance?) and the occasional horror show (does Under The Dome count?)

Horrorscopes are something ive never really given thought to BUT tarot cards can be so pretty sometimes! I'll see ads online for all these beautiful sets with these intricate designs and think "maybe I'll get a set one day"

#asks

[iu-jjang]

[FANCAFE] 230122 IU replies on fancafe

Uaena: Unnie, how about ‘giraffe’ for the 7th generation (fanclub UAENA)?

[*T/L note: ‘7’ looks like the consonant ‘ㄱ’(g) in 기린 (giraffe).]

ㄴ IU: Oh? Wait a sec this is a good one..

Uaena: Sexagenary cycle (yook-ssibkabja).. Six-cloved-garlic (yook-jjokmaneul)… are the only ones I could think of… ㅠㅠ kekekekeke. Our unnie must be having a headache (because of this) ㅠㅠ

ㄴ IU: Six-cloved-garlic..? That’s kinda cute too..?

Uaena:

6th gen!

Land turtle 🐢 (yook-jigeobugi)

Succulent (da-yook-ie)

Unicorn 🦄 (yoo-ni-kon)

7th gen!

Turkey 🦃 (chil-myeonjo)

Rainbow?! 🌈 (Cause rainbow has seven colors!)

8th gen!

Turking (pal-myeonjo)

Stir-fried seafood & vege (pal-bochae)

Fairy Pitta (pal-saekjo)*

Snowman-shaped rice cake (cause if you turn ‘8’ around, OO resembles the shape of joraeng-ie-tteok!)

[*T/L note: The term 팔색조 (pal-saekjo) is often used to describe someone who has a variety of charms, in a metaphorical sense.]

ㄴ IU: Omg we have a genius here!!!

IU: It seems that everyone has divided opinions so I drew this in a hurry!

If I were to explain the fellas that are competing head-to-head, they look ⭐️ roughly ⭐️ like this.

Since it is Uaena’s name, I shall let UAENAs decide and tell me which one is better!!

I’m going to take a nap now for real!!! 🐥

(You can share this picture outside the fancafe and discuss among yourselves (fans)!!)

ㄴ Uaena: What’s the one on the right?

ㄴ IU: It’s a Land Starfish (yook-jibulgasari)

Uaena: I searched the Korean dictionary and only found these… kekekeke 6 [yook].. how about… striped boarfish (yook-dongkaridom)….? heh [attach pic of search results]

ㄴ IU: Striped boarfish..? Oh.. I see… Nice. It’s original..! Let’s keep looking for other fun names too!!

Uaena: Unnie, but what’s the name of the star next to the succulent (cactus)??

ㄴ IU: Land Starfish. I picked up the idea from the land turtle (yook-jigeobugi). It’s an imaginary animal and it’s wearing shoes.

IU: Guys~ Don’t be too biased towards dayookie (cactus)’s adorable round face and hear me out please!

I’m a bit flustered because the responses are leaning toward dayookie too much

But Land Starfish…

Has the number ‘6 [yook]’ in it (‘6’jibulgasari).

And it includes ‘ㅂ’ (b), the 6th consonant in the Hunminjeongeum Korean script (yookji ‘bul’gasari)

And it also includes ‘f’, the 6th alphabet (bulgasari is called star’f’ish in English)

It’s a very functional idea!

Aren’t you curious about how much things a starfish will experience and accomplish while walking on land?

Though of course dayookie (cactus) is just as good / I like dayookie equally 🙄

Source: IU Daum Fancafe

Translated by IUteamstarcandy with love

#iu #fancafe #replies #translation #from.iu

[cass1x1]

🎮😖🎄🌴💛 for owen, paige, noah, and maurelle!

owen

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc’s favorite hobbies?

Three? Who has time for three hobbies? According to The Lore, he builds lego sets and like keeps them, so that's one. He's def a player of video games but he's picky about which ones. Mostly open world, and only if they're doing something interesting with it. And he likes to garden! He and Dina split a plot at a local community garden.

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

Hmm...probably more of an introvert but not like SUPER introvert-y. He's more shy than reserved. He's not super private or anything but he also doesn't feel like he connects well with other people, so he only tries in a limited capacity.

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc’s favorite holiday?

Hmm that's a tough one! I think maybe...New Years? It's not a holiday that emphasizes family (like Thanksgiving/Christmas) or romance (like Valentine's day), and he does love the idea of like a fresh start.

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

He does enjoy gardening! I don't think Owen would describe himself as having a green thumb, but he's not horrible either. Like, not everything he plants flourishes, but not everything dies either. Perfectly neutral.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

Just one so far. He wants to learn Korean but...eh...it's hard when he doesn't remember speaking it if he ever did.

paige

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc’s favorite hobbies?

Paige is so bad at hobbies and relaxing! She is a workaholic through and through. But I think if she had to pick, she likes to cook. She would also really get into collecting things (coins, stamps, whatever) if she could start. And I think...idk...stargazing? Again, if she could give herself the time to start.

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

Ambivert for sure!!! Paige doesn't like people but can't be alone either.

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc’s favorite holiday?

Hmmm great question! Maybeeeee....idk I'mma say Labor Day. Partially because she was inspired as a younger writer by reading about early industrial unionization efforts and strikes, and partially because it signals that fall is coming and she loves fall.

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

She does not have a green thumb! She can keep a succulent alive but struggles with outdoor plants in general. She likes gardening when she does it but doesn't make time to do it.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

Two--English (fluently) and Spanish (passable in conversation but def not fluent). She isn't learning any now but between stories she plans to work more on her Spanish.

noah

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc’s favorite hobbies?

Noah likes puzzles! Specifically jigsaw puzzles, but also video game puzzles. Noah also likes video games. Idk if he has a third hobby unless hookups count as a hobby.

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

Extrovert! Noah cannot be left alone he needs people and attention

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc’s favorite holiday?

He would probably say Halloween but it's actually a tie between that and spending Thanksgiving with Ashton.

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

Nooooo no no no no he does not have a green thumb. He is a "could kill a fake plant" baby.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

Two! Korean and English. His Korean skills ebb and flow depending on like how often he's seeing family and stuff. He's also making a half-hearted attempt to learn Japanese for anime reasons but it's not his best efforts.

maurelle

🎮 VIDEO GAME CONTROLLER — what are three of your oc’s favorite hobbies?

She likes foraging, swimming, and hiking. Idk if you'd call them hobbies tho.

😖 CONFOUNDED FACE — is your oc an introvert, an extrovert, or an ambivert? do they let people in easily, or are they more reserved?

Introvert. Maurelle doesn't like people or even other fae all that much. She's very very reserved with humans, and only a little less so with other fae.

🎄 CHRISTMAS TREE — what is your oc’s favorite holiday?

Winter Solstice! She likes that it's the longest night and the power it gives her, and she prefers the cold over the hot.

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

I mean inasmuch as any other magical being has a green thumb. She prefers finding things in the wild over the cultivation of things. But she could garden in a pinch if she had to.

💛 YELLOW HEART — how many languages does your oc speak? what language(s) are they learning, if any?

She's got magic so idk how to answer this. At least 4. She has no need to learn others because of magic.

#answered #gerrykecy #answered memes #ch: owen #ch: noah #ch: paige #ch: maurelle

[house-of-slayterr]

Spring Into Offspring:

Tag: @keffirinne @howl-fantasies @flaysthings

Tw: Manipulation, minor violence and possible mentions of self harm.

Maggie’s POV:

Spring had finally come in Gotham, which mean there were two citizens in particular who’ time it was to shine. Me and Ivy Pepper. I growled under my breath at the thought. She’d been dormant for a while, probably biding her time and planning. But I knew she’d come back for me eventually, so all I could do was be ready. I’d make Ivy rue the day she ever step foot in this town, if only I didn’t agree with her. Though her tactics are drastic, we had a common goal. Protect the plants.

Recently I’d convinced my boss to start selling more living plants on the shop. Normally we sell clippings or even sometimes dried specimens, for the few morbid people in Gotham who preferred to gift totally dead things. And I loved each flower the same. Every order I made was like giving a piece of me to Gotham. Oswald didn’t understand it, but I was glad he kept his word on letting me keep my job anyways.

My boss did make the point that most people didn’t want to put in the effort of keeping a plant alive. So we started easy with a few cacti and succulents, working our way up to carrying more difficult plants. But I had a secret weapon. No plant that left our shop would die. I’d been steadily feeding each plant my blood since they’d come into the shop. As long as my blood ran through their stems, they live as long as I would.

And with Oswald doing everything in his power to play over protective best friend. And Jim and Harvey still having my back, I doubt my death would happen anytime soon. Unless of course… Ivy.

“Hello Magnolia!” A sickly sweet voice came.

“Hello Miss Pepper. What can I do for you?”

“I’m looking for a plant.”

“You’re gonna have to be a bit more specific in afraid. You’re a botanist, use your words.”

“I belive the Koreans call it Hangeul.”

I snapped the pen I held in my hands, sending red ink everywhere. A splotch staining the skin of my cheek. I flinched when it hit me. I took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry, we don’t sell that here.”

“Really? That’s a shame. Are you sure you don’t want to check in the back?”

“Right this way Miss Pepper!” I said, loud enough for my boss to hear.

After how I got this job, I doubted he wanted to run in with her again. Ivy could be terrifying when she wanted to be. So I hoped he caught my drift and escaped out the back before it’s too late. I took Ivy to the back room where we kept all the new plants. She ran her hand across a few of them before stopping abruptly.

“The floors all yours.” I motioned for her to continue.

“You know, you’re much smarter than when I first met you My Dear. But don’t worry, I wasn’t gonna hurt him. Not unless he refuses to give you the week of that is. I’ll be needing your services.”

“Yeah, I gathered that. I’ll let him know it’s urgent. I’ll tell him my dogs sick or something.”

“Do you even have a dog?” An amused smirk crawled onto her face.

I had to admit in moments like this she reminded me a lot of Y/N. I was certain they’d had a few encounters before I came along. Y/N seemed to know everyone in this god forsaken city. But I suppose that was the job of an assassin, to know any and everyone who could be perceived as a threat.

“I have a Penguin, that’s close enough. Doubt he’ll question if the Mayor needs my services. Believe it or not there are a few people in this city that actually like to stay out of trouble.”

“Hmmmm, smart. Like I said. I’m glad we met Miss Blossom. If you ever get bored of playing little league you could always join me full time. I actually don’t mind your company. You and Cat are the only two people I can stand.”

I rolled my eyes. More like Cat and I were the only two people that could stand her. She was cold and vindictive, but I had to admit she made it look good.

“So what do you want with the resurrection flower. Stupid question, I know, but I doubt I’ll like the answer.”

“As far as I know there are only two things on this earth that can bring people back to life. But since I have no idea where the Lazarus pit is, and it’s not exactly my area of expertise, I figured I’d stick to what I know.”

“Who are you, we bringing back?”

“It’s not a who, so much as a what. He’s an old friend from out of town, but seeing as he’s not exactly human, I’ll need to tweak the formula. Which is where you come in. You’ve had longer to study plants than I have, considering my life took the fast track to adult hood. You bring him back, ill owe you one.”

“Really, not gonna threaten me for my help this time?”

“Like you said earlier, you’ve worked your way into the Mayors heart. Don’t exactly want to piss off the little bird today. I actually do value my life. You were much easier to threaten when you were a nobody. But we should meet somewhere else, I think your guard dogs are getting suspicious.”

I looked to the front of the store when I heard the bell above the door chime. Y/N was off on another one of her tirades so it must have been Tabby or Butch.

"My apartment, 7:00, I'll ditch the security detail, but if you're late I'm locking the door." The annoyance in my voice was clear.

"It's a date then." Ivy purred.

I could tell she was genuinely impressed my indifferent demeaner. Most people wouldn't dare be anything short of gentlemanly with her. But my temper was on a short fuse today. I sighed heavily as I pushed down the slight blush painting my cheeks. Why was I even blushing? I mean sure, Ivy was beautiful, probably one of the prettiest women in the city, but I didn't like her. Not like that, our personalities didn't mesh. And I prayed they never would. I shook the thought from my head, releasing my hair from its ponytail and letting my messy locks caress my shoulders. I needed a haircut.

I replaced my blush with an innocent smile. If it was Tabs or B today, they'd be easy to fool. Don't get me wrong, they were both incredibly smart in their own rights, but not like Y/N was. She could see through me better than anyone ever had. Even my own siblings couldn't read me like she could. It almost sacred me sometimes. But Tabby trusted me, she'd never assume any foul play on my part. She saw me as some innocent maidenhair fern that needed to be shieled from the harsh burn of the sun. But my Icarus tendency would seep through the cracks eventually if I wasn't cautious.

And Butch, the big old teddy bear, as smart as he was, he was like every other man in my life. Thinking with his dick, instead of his brain. A little flirting could go a long way with him. A little hair flip, caressing his arm, and batting my eyelashes, I could have him melting in my hand. You can do this Maggie, just play your role and the curtain will close soon. I pushed past the literal curtain in the back and sauntered to the front of the store.

"Sorry about that, there was a problem out back, what can I do for you?" I asked innocently.

I mean I wasn't technically lying to them. Ivy was a problem. I fiddled with the plant in my hand, almost hypnotizing myself with how soothing it actually was. The leaves were smooth and cool, calming any nerves daring to rise in my chest. I didn't look up from my feet, meeting their eyes now would be too dangerous. For I was just as weak as they were.

I heard Tabitha let out a stifled huff, almost akin to a laugh. The closet you could get from her at least.

"Not a problem Bunny, we were just checking in, you left our line of sight for a while." Butch explained.

I let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Oh, it's just you."

It came out harsher than I wanted, and I cursed myself under my breath.

"What a way to greet us, Princess." Tabitha jeered.

I met her gaze first.

"Sorry. It's just been a long day."

It wasn't hard to feign exhaustion. That conversion with Ivy had been emotionally draining enough. Butch approached me quickly, reaching out his hand, but I instinctively flinched. He paused, drawing back.

"Are you alright."

"Hmmm?" I hummed.

I didn't miss the look her shared with Tabby. But just as quickly his eyes were on man. And damn it where they pretty. I could easily stare into them all day if he'd let me. His eyes held every scar, every crack in his polished demeanor. Sometimes it hurt if I looked too hard, read too much into every imperfection they adorn. I'd almost forgotten my mission, wanted nothing more than to pull him into my embrace and never let go. I barely noticed Tabitha coming up behind me, reaching around to take the plant out of my arms, which suddenly felt heavy. I couldn't tell them about Ivy Pepper, I couldn't stand to drag them into this mess. Sure, they could hold their own, but I'd sooner crack then ever entertain the thought of letting them get hurt on my behalf.

My hard flattered, before tensing, crushing the leaves in their grasp. My body was stiff. I was thinking too damn hard. Tabitha strengthened her grip on the plant pot and pried it from my hands. I barely noticed Butches' now confident hand brushing against my cheek. Why was my face wet? Was I crying? Pathetic.

"Where are you, Bunny?" His voice softly broke through my ears.

Tabitha wrapped her arms around my middle, pulling me backwards to sit on her lap. My legs nearly giving out despite my best efforts. But I recognized the symptoms, I was having a panic attack. The burning in my lungs, racing thoughts, the shakiness in my legs. I thought back to my sister and how she would help. Her voice telling me to breath, ground myself.

"Sorry." I muttered.

I accepted defat and sunk into Tabitha. Butch was now crouched in front of me.

"What are you apologizing for?"

God why did he have to be so sweet? It hurt me to have to lie to him, but it would be for the better.

"I'm just tired, I guess."

Tabitha stroked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Maybe you should take some time off work."

"Yeah... maybe I should."

He was looking through me, right at her. Like a silent conversation was being held between them.

"We'll handle your boss for you." He finally offered.

I finally pushed his hand away.

"It's fine Butch. I've got it."

"Let us help you." He nearly begged.

My plan was changing, I couldn't turn this around now. I'd shown too much. I was too vulnerable like this, too open to be hurt. But if I blew off Ivy, it would get so much worse. She never backed down when her mind was set on something.

"I don't need your help."

I tried to stand, wiggling out of Tabitha's arms.

"You're shaking." Tabitha calmly observed.

"I'm not a baby, I can handle my own problems." I nearly growled.

God, why were they so insistent on helping me? Why did they even care? I left home to get away from his feeling, to distance myself from the pain of loving someone. All I brought with me was a plague, a damned curse that ruined everything I touched. Butch stroked my arm lightly, brushing soft circles into my flesh. But I pushed him once more. He looked hurt, but he quickly recovered, hiding his distaste for my actions.

"Maggie-" He satrted.

"Oh my god, will you just drop it already! I don't need this, and I don't need you! Either of you." I seethed.

I pushed past them, ripping the damaged plant out of Tabitha's hands and throwing it into the trash as I wake back behind the counter.

"I've got an hour left of my shift, so why don't you two just go back to your jobs so I can go back to mine?"

"Maggie, this isn't healthy. You know you can talk to us, right?"

Her voice was soft, too soft. I desperately wanted to crack, to run back into her arms and cry myself to sleep. This really had been building up for a while, everything slowly pushing me to this moment.

"Oswald's not paying either of you enough to care. You know what, why don't I call him! He won't be very happy to hear that the two of you made me cry at work." I dared.

"We didn't-"

"Oh, but didn't you? Why couldn't you have just stayed outside, stayed out of my life? Instead of bothering me with you mushy, bullshit! I know the two of you are just pretending to care, because Oswald will be more lenient with you if you're in my Favour. You know he wants to kill you, right Butch? And it's funny, cause the only thing stopping him right now, is me. So, I'll cut you a deal. The two of you leave town, don't bother me again, and it will give you a head start. Maybe in a few years, he'll forget you exist, and you can finally stop running."

The venom in my voice disgusted me. And the looks on their faces made me want to throw up. Nothing stung worse than the bite of betrayal. Tabitha turned cold quicker than I expected, they really believed me. She pulled a knife on me. I smirked; in any other circumstance this would have been hot.

"Go ahead, kill me. See how well that bodes for you and your little boyfriend."

I watched her grip tighten, white knuckling in the process. It sucked to hurt them, but it was better if they left. Then they couldn't become collateral damage to whatever the hell Ivy was planning for Gotham. I knew there was so much she wasn't telling me. But I was certain she'd hurt anyone she needed to in order to achieve her goal. So, my path of destruction had to be faster than hers, cut deeper and leave no room for doubt.

"Oh wait, you can't do anything without the approval of a man, first your brother, then Oswald and now your dear, sweet Butch."

She was shaking at this point.

"What do you say B? Think she should kill me? Damn you too a life of torture at the hands of your Master? You know she'll leave right? Tabitha will save herself, even if it meets letting you rot for her crimes. It's your call Sweetness."

I used Victor's nickname, and I felt sick hearing it leave my mouth. He really was rubbing off on me, and I needed to remedy that too.

"Let's go."

He glared at me, holding Tabitha at his side as they back out of the store. I sent them a sadistic little wave as they glanced back at me from the widow, sealing their fate. They wouldn't know I'd never actually call Oswald, but they had to believe it. As soon as I was sure they were gone, I broke down. Barricading myself behind the counter and curling into a ball. I vaguely heard the back door open, but my mind was numb. My boss was suddenly in front of me, arms firmly on my shoulder, attempting to shake me from my trance.

“What happened? Did Ivy hurt you?"

I couldn't bring myself to explain, saying it out loud made it far too real. So, I just nodded.

"Not physically."

He sighed deeply, leaving my side for a moment to turn off the open sign and lock the front door.

"I've gotta go away for a while?"

"What was that?" he called, coming back over to hear me better.

"I can't trick her, and I have to do what she says, or other people are going to get hurt. Including you. I'll let you know when I'm safe to come back, not a second sooner. In the meantime, just forget I exist."

"You know I can't do that Maggie."

"I literally blackmailed you into getting this job. And Ivy beta you within an inch of your life. You can't honestly sit there and say you've grown to actually care about me. If so, you're a dammed fool and only you can save yourself."

"What can I say, you're a good kid, just got in with the wrong people. Not that hard to do in Gotham. Do what you have to do, but this job will still be here when you get back. You're the best employee I have."

I let out a choaked sob, more akin to a laugh, then a true cry.

"I'm your only employee."

He ruffled my hair.

"That you are, and I prefer my employees alive. So do me a favor kid, don't let her kill you."

I rolled my eyes, finally testing out my legs.

"I have to go. I can't be late."

He walked me out the back door, giving me a sad sort of smile as he locked the door, watching after me. I made my way as quickly as possible to my apartment. Oswald would be upset I wasn't back at the mansion. But I'd just shoot him a text that I needed a mental health week to myself. Surly he'd understand. he'd grown more lenient with me recently. Letting me off that tight leash he held. I threw my stuff down the second I was in the door. Lackadaisically letting my feet carry me to the bathroom as I wanted to wash away the days stress almost literally.

The water felt nice on my skin, soothing any ache from the tenseness I held. And I was almost certain I'd lose track of time if I let my mind wander for even a moment. I had to stay sharp until Ivy lost interest in me again. I threw on some clothes and made my way into the hall, rounding the corner to get a glass of water from my sink.

Suddenly a sickeningly sweet scent filled the air. It smelt of country fairs and aged rum, with the lightest hint of cherry. It was odd, unfamiliar. When I heard the sound of my floor board creeping behind me, so subtle most people wouldn’t have noticed. I panicked. How had I not heard the door open and anyone enter. Ivy shouldn’t have been here yet and this didn’t smell like her. I thought quick and reached for the fire axe I kept hidden behind the fridge, I swung for the intruder but stopped in my tracks when I noticed a child.

“Who the hell are you?” I growled.

I was surprised when they never flinched. But my guard was still high, you could never truly trust anyone in this city, not even a child. I watched as they moved around me, making their way over to my table and sitting down. Biting nonchalantly into a peach from the bowl at the Center. I twirled my axe over my fore arm, letting it hit the ground as I leaned against it.

“You know it’s rude not to answer someone’s question.”

She starred up at me and raised her brow, motioning to the chair across from her with her eyes. I glared but listened nonetheless, what did I have to loose? Maybe she was an associate of Ivy’s, I mean the girl was a child herself not too long ago. She still had a child like mind no matter how grown her body looked, which made me uncomfortable. I slapped the axe down on the table in front of me, a silent threat daring her to try something… anything.

“So?”

“You’re running from something” she stated casually.

“Really, and what would I be running from?”

She looked to the ceiling for a second, almost as of to show she was really pondering the question.

“Yourself, obviously”

The eye contact this kid made was brutal and unnatural. I’d never felt so naked under anyones gaze before. But somehow her eyes felt familiar, like ones that had starred at me 1000 times before, exactly how she was right now.

“And what are you running from, Kid?”

“Not from.”

“Hmm.”

I had to admit, through how little she spoke, she still sounded wise beyond her years. But this saddened me a little. She held the kind of knowledge one only get through learning things the hard way. I finally let my eyes truly take her in. She wore short sleeves which allowed me to see the several scars adorning her arms. Self inflicted? I thought. No… they were deep, old. Something she wasn’t trying to hide.

She awkwardly rubbed her forearm noticing my analytical gaze. I felt bad, tearing my eyes away.

“I’m assuming you know who I am…”

“Yes.”

“And you want something from me?”

I met her gaze again. But this time it was softer, less defensive.

“No particularly, I was just curious.”

“Curious?”

“A lot of people seem to like you. Important people, by Gotham standards.”

I signalled for her to continue.

“But I don’t get it.”

She probably expected me to take offense. But I couldn’t bring myself to be upset. I sighed heavily, brushing back my wet hair.

“I don’t either Kid, I don’t either.”

She chuckled. A cute sound. Far softer than I expected from someone like her. Or rather, someone who looked like her. I had to remind myself she was still very much a stranger. One who had broken into my house. I scanned her once more, looking for weapons. A knife in her boot, poorly hidden. Was it on purpose. She wants me to know she’s not a threat, but you’d be stupid to come to this part of the city unarmed.

“Nice knife.” I complemented.

“Good observation skills. So you aren’t totally useless.”

I rolled my eyes, stealing the peach from her hand and tossing it across the room into the sink. She starred at me like I’d just broken some unspoken rule.

“Only polite guests get to eat food in my house.”

“Yeah? Well your house sucks.”

I threw my head back in a laugh, the first genuine one of the day. It actually felt nice, to not have to be so defensive every second.

“Ain’t that the truth. Look Kid, I’ve got company coming over so you should probably scram.”

“Ivy Pepper.”

I glared at her. She knew too much for my liking.

“If you know her, then you know what she’s like. I don’t want you to be here if she’s in one of her moods. We can finish this conversation later.”

“Oh we most certainly will. See you around, Maggie.”

She said my name with indifference. Almost as if trying to taunt me. I watched as she walked out to my balcony. Normally I’d question it, but this was Gotham. Maybe that’s how she’s gotten in. I watched as she disappeared over the ledge, but something fell out of her pocket onto the ground. I approached the balcony, looking over the ledge to see her disappear into the ally way across the street. She stopped suddenly turning to wave at me.

That wave… I knew that wave. And the way she carried herself, it was an aura that was burned deeply into my brain. So calculating, sadistic, trying at act like they don’t care, but really, deep down they were hooked. I sighed, turning back around to grab what she had dropped. A letter. I turned it over in my hand, first admiring the blood red wax seal on the back. My heart nearly stopped when I read who it was addressed to.

Victor Zsasz.

An: ahhh this chapter went in a direction I wasn’t expecting at all. But omg was it fun to write. I hope you guys like the new mystery character 👀 I can’t wait to reveal more about her later.

#victor zsasz gotham #poison Ivy #Ivy pepper #Gotham #y/n zsasz #gotham oc #gotham #magnolia blossom #maggie #gotham imagine #gotham tv #butch gilzean #tabitha galavan

[abrosexualvagabondcookie]

(SHE / SPROUT FOR HERB ONLY!!!!)

(FUCK THE INSTAGRAM NORMIES THEY MADE ME HC HERB AS TRANSFEM 🤬)

Teee hee another hc edit. This time with our Korean - Italian plant gal. Herbie!!!!

Btw I’m gonna do a Succulent redesign to make her look more like her mommy because why not. Plant woman has plant daughter

Sourbelt and Herb are transfem and transmasc besties because I said so.

#Herb cookie #succulent cookie #cookie run #mama herbie is best herbie #the plant mom will rip you to shreds if you touch her daughter #sprout is a protective plant mom #also succulent was the result of asexual reproduction because I’m leaning towards an aroace herb or smth #sea fairy loves her plant daughter and plant granddaughter