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irradiatedsnakes · 8 months
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important interview
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Characters that would “Ohohohohohoho!”. In my heart.
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anime--food · 3 months
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Nurse Witch Komugi-chan R - Episode 12
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How do you think the boys will react to YN flashing them
Oooh okay, what an interesting idea (for context, let’s say it’s a female reader quickly lifting their shirt to show they don’t have a bra on):
Chan would pass away. Rest in peace, sweet Christopher. His brain functions would be OFF and he would be stuttering so bad that you can’t tell if he liked it or is having a heart attack. Eventually he’d just start laughing and pull you into a short (but nonetheless heated) kiss, pinching your cheek and asking if you could only do that at home where he can see it in private please
Minho would have a 0% tolerance policy for that kind of shenanigans little lady. His face would stay completely stony as he’d march straight up to you, grabbing your wrist as your put your shirt back down, lifting it high up in the air so you’re exposed again and holding it there. As you whine and squirm in his grip, whispering that someone could pass by the currently-empty hall at any time, he’ll just give your breasts a quick smack each and say that isn’t that what you wanted? to be seen? You better beg prettily if you want him to spare you sweetheart~
Changbin would make a LUNGE for you, it’s almost a tackle the way his arms lock into place around you, pinning your arms to your sides and squishing his firm chest against your re-covered one. It would look cute to anyone looking from a distance, an affectionate boyfriend giving his girlfriend a big squishy bear hug, but the truth is his muscles are crushing you against him so you can feel the instant hard-on he got from just a glimpse of you, and him rubbing his face against your cheek is so he can whine in your ear how mean you are and how you two need to go home right now
Hyunjin would pass out omg. Literally throwing himself to the floor in a swoon, exclaiming loudly and not trying even a tiny bit to be subtle. Of course if anyone’s close enough to come running and ask what’s wrong he’ll lie and say he got a stain on his shirt or bit his tongue so it just seems like regular Dramatic Hyunjin, but once the two of you are alone he’s ripping your shirt off of you and kissing whatever he can reach
Han would take that as a signal for a quickie and no you can’t change my mind. He is READY TO G O and you feel like you’ve teleported by how quickly you find yourself in the nearest bathroom. How do you want him? On his knees? You on yours? Front? Back? Pick fast because he’s only going to be able to think straight for another 10 seconds before you’re left alone with a horny beast
Felix would scream and then clap his hand over his mouth while looking around wildly to make sure no one’s close by. Then he’s grabbing both of your hands in his and begging you not to do that again, it’s so mean! You know he has practice after this, why would you tease him when he can’t even touch you properly until tomorrow? You’ll end up having to comfort him, poor kid. 
Seungmin would deadass act like it didn’t happen. Like he reacts to it, eyes bugging out and jaw dropping, but then he gets the poker face back on and keeps talking about whatever the subject was before you pulled your little attack. Refuses to yield up the power and makes you go to him, you have to be direct with him if you want anything. Definitely calls you “his cute slut” next time you’re going at it though lololol
Jeongin would have zero idea what’s going on bless his soul. He’d somehow think it was an accident, trying to be chivalrous and warning you that you forgot your underwear! When you tell him you already know he’s even more confused (*math over the face meme here*), out loud trying to talk through your logic and why you’d show your bare breasts in semi-public. Gets really bashful when you grab his face and say it was to excite him, suddenly going reeeaaal quiet before asking in almost a whisper if he can see it again then
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someonefromyt · 2 months
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Note: I'll only tag the fandoms (Characters) I remember
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Monzaemon D.va and Warumonzaemon Mech (Digimon)
Principal Enzo Doomfist (Crayon Shin-chan)
One Punch Man Zenyatta
Tighnari Zenyatta (Genshin)
Doraemon Wrecking Ball
Griffin Orisa
Golden Cheese Pharah (Cookie Run)
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the-cookie-of-doom · 5 months
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Chan waits three days before he approaches Kim. Determines that three days is enough to mourn the loss of the man he called father. He's right, of course, or Kim tells himself that it's enough.
His feelings on the matter are... complicated.
Kim hasn't seen Chan at all since the funeral, actually. Maybe the three days were for his own benefit. Chan served Korn for a long time, after all. Since before Kim was born. A loyal guard to the end.
Still, he isn't surprised when Chan slots into his space, closer than any other guard would dare, but still with a respectable distance between them. Kim braces himself for attack. He thinks Chan does, as well, recognizes the tightness in his shoulders from their days on the training mat. Days that seem so far gone, now, from another life.
"My condolences for your loss," Chan says, his voice even, betraying nothing.
Kim nods his thanks. He still isn't sure what kind of loss he feels - the loss of a father, or the loss of a burden he's born for far too long, since far too young. Both, perhaps.
Chan draws himself up, and Kim does, too. Here it comes.
"Your father revealed most of his... schemes, before his death, but not all. If you still want answers-"
"I don't." Kim's voice is sharper than any blade. He sets his face with the haughty mask he always wears at home - doesn't know when it slipped, whether it was before Chan walked into his father's office, or after. He makes his voice strong. "I am Khimhant Theerapanyakul. My father is dead. Whatever secrets died with him- none of it matters anymore."
Chan's expression never once wavers. He bows his head, dismisses himself with an even, "Khun Kim," and Kim doesn't allow himself to falter as he watches Chan's retreating back.
He doesn't want an answer to this last question, afraid of what it might be. Better to let himself live in blissful ignorance, and a child's fantasy of what might have been, than have it torn away by cold certainty.
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yumekai-artz · 13 days
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I got him
And then I let him join team with White lily
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This is dark mode)
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auroralix · 3 months
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✩ fairly odd christmas - part 2 ✩
read parts one and three here!
pairing: chanlix. this is still chanlix. this will always be chanlix.
summary: single and lonely on christmas, felix makes an offhand wish to have someone to love. the man who appears in his kitchen the next morning to make that wish come true is the last thing he expects.
song: fictional ~ khloe rose
this section’s word count: 5.6k
warnings: i don’t think there are many ?? ummmm the boys(tm) are in love so if you’re homophobic gtfo, the tiniest bit of angst if you squint bc felix is insecure, also felix is still thirsty he’d like some water pls
small a/n: part two! i highly recommend reading part one before this as this will make more sense. i have part one linked above (: also i’m still in the process of editing this, which i’m going to focus on once all parts are written and posted
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The next several days passed without much excitement, much to Felix’s relief. The time consisted of both Chan and Felix learning to love with each other and become more comfortable in their shared space.
Felix took an extra day off work to help Chan settle in more before having to return and leave the spirit at home. He felt horrible the day after when he had to leave Chan and go back to work, but he knew it was for the best.
During the day, Felix went to work and sat at a desk and dreamed about clocking out and going home to the man waiting for him. He was mildly embarrassed to admit just how quickly Chan had worked his way into Felix’s heart, but the damage was done, there was no going back to how he was before.
Chan was the sweetest person Felix had ever met, he was convinced of it. Yes, he hadn’t known the other very long at all but there was no way anyone else could even compete. All of Felix’s past loves were shadows in comparison to the beacon of light that found himself in the center of Felix’s life.
With anyone else, he would’ve been scared he was moving too fast and getting himself in too deep. He and Chan had spoken about it, made it clear from their first day together that Chan was there to fill Felix’s lovesick heart the way he craved so intensely. And he had, he was there when Felix woke up, came home from work and went to sleep.
That wasn’t to say he catered himself completely to Felix’s every desire. He had his own little quirks that endeared him to Felix even more, one of those being his ability to Christmas-ify any and every room he walked into on a whim.
Felix couldn’t believe his eyes his first day home from work to see his apartment decked out in Christmas decor. Little baubles had been placed here and there and paper garlands were strung across the apartment. His sad little Christmas tree he’d put up in the corner had been completely transformed into a glowing masterpiece, just the same as the sad little tree in “A Charlie Brown Christmas” had been. And to top it all off, the whole apartment smelled like fresh cookies.
Felix didn’t know if spirits were allowed to marry, but if they were, he would’ve proposed on the spot.
His apartment had never felt quite as much like a home as it did once Chan aggressively redecorated, making the apartment look like a scene straight out of a cheesy Christmas movie. It was a bit overboard, but Felix didn’t have the heart to say so when he saw the utterly joyful expression coloring Chan’s face.
Christmas was his favorite time of year but he hadn’t properly celebrated Christmas in too long. The most he’d done was put up a tree and maybe some lights on his apartment balcony as he had been by himself every Christmas since college. He was grateful for Chan coming in and springboarding him right into the Christmas spirit.
Although the two of them were spending lots of time together outside of Felix’s work, their relationship hadn’t progressed farther than cuddling while watching a movie or falling asleep. They had time and while Felix was more than happy to let his inner monologue go crazy over Chan, he didn’t want to jump into anything more physical until they’d been on a few dates at least.
One of those dates Felix had been planning for some time, or at least a couple hours while he was supposed to be working.
Chan had a penchant for cookie baking that nearly put Felix’s brownie skills to shame; he’d made large batches of the tasty treats in three different variations since arriving in Felix’s kitchen almost a week ago. And while Felix figured a lot of people would get tired of the baked goods constantly covering his counters in different little tins Chan found, he was not one of those people. Felix had a notorious sweet tooth that could rival that of a five year old’s so he wasn’t complaining by any means.
It had sparked an idea for their first official date, a metaphorical bulb lighting up above Felix’s head when the thought popped into his brain. An ad had popped up while scrolling through TikTok for a shop where people could decorate their own Christmas cookies. As soon as he saw it, he knew it was the perfect place to bring Chan.
He made a reservation for the next night, barely able to contain his excitement and stop himself from spoiling the surprise to Chan when he got home.
“Someone’s happy,” Chan commented when Felix came home hours later. He was in the kitchen, absentmindedly stirring something on the stove and the smell immediately made Felix’s stomach grumble in interest.
Felix hummed, nodding and making his way over to Chan so he could peek over his shoulder at the pan on the stove.
“How’d you know?”
Chan gave Felix a dimply smile before shrugging. “It’s just one of those things.”
“You say that, but I have the feeling it’s another one of your little powers you haven’t mentioned yet.”
Chan just shrugged again, smile still on his face as he looked back to the pot of pasta on the stove. “It might be, you never know.”
Felix groaned and shook his head. “Why can’t you just tell me?”
“Where’d the fun be in that?” Chan giggled, wiggling his hips slightly in a way that made him look like more an excited, oversized puppy than the powerful spirit he was.
And if Felix’s heart didn’t skip a beat or three at the sight.
“Okay, fine, don’t tell me. You’re lucky you’re cute,” Felix grumbled quietly, hardly realizing the words that were leaving his mouth before they tumbled out.
Moments later, a soft squeaking noise came from Chan’s general direction as he tried not to choke on his own spit.
“Y-You… you think I’m cute?” Chan’s words were hushed, his tone disbelieving.
Felix felt his brain stop for a second as it caught up with his words before nodding quickly, unable to help the adoring little smile growing on his face. “I- I, um, yeah, I really do.”
Chan’s own shy smile mirrored Felix’s, his face flushing a bright shade of pink as he looked back at the pot of pasta. “I- uh, o-oh wow, would you look at that, the food’s done. Do- do you want a bowl?”
Felix nodded once again and went to retrieve two bowls for Chan and himself. He chose to ignore Chan’s blatant subject change after being complimented for the time being. Instead, he decided to bring it up later when the other didn’t seem quite so flustered and was less likely to burn himself on the hot surfaces he was surrounded by.
Chan hurried through serving Felix and then himself, keeping his head ducked to try and hide his reddened face the whole time. He offered Felix an awkward, sheepish giggle, waddling into the other room without another word.
Felix shook his head and followed Chan into the other room, fond smile dancing on his lips as he looked after the other. He settled down on the couch next to Chan, not at all thinking about the way their knees lightly rested against each other as he pushed the pasta around in his bowl.
“So, um, I was thinking we could go out tomorrow night,” he began after a moment. “One of my days off from work is tomorrow and we haven’t been on an actual date yet.”
He looked up from his bowl to once again find Chan beaming at him, dimples etched deep on either side of his mouth, the embarrassment from earlier long forgotten. Felix had the fleeting thought run through his mind that he’d never seen someone as beautiful as the man sitting opposite him. The thought was quickly followed up by another right after of how lucky he was to be faced with that bright smile everyday. And to be the cause of it so often made him feel wholly unworthy.
Chan was the sun, and Felix was a simple sunflower, greedily basking in the warmth of the other’s gaze.
It had only been a few days and already, Felix was unsure how he’d made it this far without the Christmas fairy in his life.
“You want to go on a date?” Chan asked, his voice snapping Felix out of his daze and back to the present.
Felix blinked at Chan dumbly a couple times before nodding and giving the other a small smile in return. “That’s part of why you’re here, right? So we can do cute couple things together?”
“Well, yeah, but I wasn’t sure if you actually wanted to-“
“Channie,” Felix interrupted, scooting closer and putting his face in front of Chan’s so he couldn’t escape his gaze. He also refused to think about how quickly and easily that little nickname slipped out of his lips. “Why would I not want to go out with you? I haven’t known you for a very long time, but I do know that you’re kind, funny, the best cookie maker in the whole world, and quite possibly the hottest person I’ve ever met. I want to take you out and make you smile and let everyone be jealous that someone as amazing as you would be with someone like me.”
Sometime during his short speech, Felix’s hand had found its way to rest on Chan’s arm. And once Felix realized, he kept his hand where it was, secretly enjoying the feel of Chan’s arm under his hand.
Not that Chan had noticed, his face red and eyes wide as he stared back at Felix.
“Really?” he said quietly, tone unsure. “Y-You mean it?”
Felix gave Chan the sweetest smile he could muster, the Christmas fairy deserved nothing less. “I mean every word.”
Chan let out a soft giggle, looking down at his hands for a brief moment. He looked up at Felix again, who had still not moved away from in front of Chan’s face. This time, his expression wasn’t shy, it was the exact opposite. Chan’s full lips were quirked up in a cocky smirk and one of his eyebrows was raised as he gazed at Felix, who suddenly felt much too warm and too close to the other.
“So, you think I’m hot, huh?” Sadly for Chan, his façade lasted only until the end of that sentence, after which he immediately broke down into embarrassed giggles. He set his half eaten bowl of pasta down on the end table next to him and sunk into the corner of the couch, covering his face with both arms. Tiny, distressed groans and squeaks could also be heard coming from Chan’s general direction.
Felix just sat in his spot for a few seconds too long, his entire face now a deep shade of red to match Chan’s. He let out a nervous giggle of his own, trying not to think too hard about how his stomach was in knots over seeing that new, albeit short lived, side of Chan.
He didn’t know what he was going to do with the sweet, and apparently sometimes feisty, Christmas spirit that had found himself a staple in Felix’s life faster than he’d ever admit.
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The next evening couldn’t arrive fast enough.
For Felix, it was torture trying to keep the idea for his date a secret from Chan. And for Chan, it was torture as he followed his human around all day trying to guess what the date could be.
But eventually, it was nearing time for them to head out so they didn’t miss their reservations at the cookie shop.
Felix had told Chan to wear comfy clothes that he didn’t mind getting dirty which was a struggle for Chan as he loved his new, nearly all black wardrobe he’d picked out with Felix the week before. He didn’t want to get any of his new outfits messy, but after much reassurance from Felix that they could be washed, he settled on a set of clothes and the two headed out.
From the moment they walked into the shop, Chan had gone quiet, gazing at the rows of cookies waiting to be decorated in wonder. Felix just followed him around, letting him look at the impressive spread of cookies, icings, and candy decorations they had to choose from. He couldn’t help but smile fondly every time Chan came bouncing up to him, rambling about another type of cookie he just had to decorate and take home.
“Which ones do you want to start with first, Chan?” Felix asked after they started their third lap around the store.
“I- I don’t know, they all look so good,” Chan replied with a slight huff.
“Well, we can decorate a few to begin with and come back for more after. You don’t have to decide on everything right now.”
The smile Chan gave Felix in return was blinding, immediately bounding back to the front of the store so he could start collecting the cookies he wanted.
As he followed Chan around, Felix began to realize just how much he underestimated the amount of energy the spirit truly had. It took another three turns around the shop before Chan was ready to sit down and decorate. To Felix though, the slight twinge in his feet from so much walking was worth it to see Chan’s face permanently lit up with joy.
Another thing that quickly became apparent to Felix was just how skilled Chan was when it came to decorating. They’d barely sat down and already Chan was spreading out the cookies he picked out and icing them to near perfection. He held the little piping bottles expertly, concentrating on filling in every little gap with the colorful frosting.
Felix, on the other hand, was struggling a little more. He’d picked out some cookies for himself and though he considered himself somewhat skilled as a baker, it was clear that talent did not translate over into decorating. While Chan could create the most wonderful little pictures with frosting, Felix was just happy to complete a sad little stick-like snowflake on one of his cookies.
After multiple failed attempts to pipe out a Christmas tree that didn’t look like a blob, Felix huffed in defeat and slumped back in his chair.
“Is it like, a Christmas fairy requirement to just be amazing at cookie decorating?” he asked, looking enviously at the little murals Chan was painting next to him.
Chan shrugged, not looking up from the cookie he was now decorating with tiny candies. “Not necessarily, I’ve- I’ve just always liked it. I can let my creativity be free, you know?”
“I guess, but you’re so good at it, I don’t know how you manage to make every one of them look perfect so effortlessly.” Felix gestured to his tray of cookies with lumpy little pictures on them. “Mine look like they just got run over.”
“They’re not… terrible.”
Giving Chan an incredulous stare, Felix couldn’t help the small chuckle that escaped his lips seconds later.
“What?” Chan asked, voice squeaky in confusion. “Mine just look this nice because I’ve had a couple more years to perfect my ways.”
“Oh sure, because that’s just practice.” Felix nodded again, wholly unconvinced. “Go back to your decorating and let me be jealous.” He waved a hand dismissively and turned his attention back down to the cookies on his tray. The little smilies he’d shakily drawn onto one cookie stared at him tauntingly, like they knew he tried to make them better but was completely incapable of doing so.
Felix scrunches his eyebrows into a frown and petulantly poked at the cookie, offended by its happiness when he was trying to sulk. From his side, he heard a snicker and whipped his head up to look at Chan. “Don’t laugh at my pain.”
“I’m not laughing, I promise!” Chan snickered again and flinched dramatically when Felix reached out to lightly smack at his arm.
“Yes you were! You think my lack of talent is funny.” Felix pouted, poking his lips out in a way he knew his friends and others had a hard time resisting. Chan was no exception to his ways.
“I’m sorry, I- I didn’t mean to upset you.” The smile was gone from Chan’s face, leaving him looking genuinely concerned.
Felix’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d done. Twice now since Chan came to him had Felix accidentally offended him. Scrambling to correct his error he rushed out, “No! No, no, Channie, no. I’m not upset, I promise. I was just joking.”
Chan still didn’t seem horribly convinced at his words, and Felix once again felt like the worst person alive for making his Christmas fairy feel that way.
His Christmas fairy. Huh. That was new.
“I mean it, I’m really impressed by you and couldn’t create anything close to that. I- I say stupid things sometimes, so don’t listen to me, like, ever. I’m really sorry.” Without thinking, Felix reached a hand out to brush a couple stray curls off of Chan’s forehead. He didn’t miss the way Chan stilled at the move, the tips of his ears flushing a dark red.
“You really like my decorations?” His question was quiet, half unsure and half shy.
“I don’t just like them, I love them. Now, let me watch the master work and maybe I’ll pick up something.” Felix lightly poked Chan on the cheek, grinning when a small smile made its way back onto the other’s face.
“If you insist…” Hesitantly, Chan picked up a new cookie and piping bottle, beginning to work on his next design.
Felix just watched him work, sending the spirit encouraging nods every so often when he held up the cookie to show his progress. He smiled as Chan regained his confidence and momentum after a couple minutes, falling back into his decorating groove.
Some more time passed and Felix started to get restless. He’d handed over his undecorated cookies to Chan, letting him make them pretty in a way he never could but now he was left with nothing to do. Until Felix looked at the little bottles of icing laid out before him and suddenly, he had a very stupid idea.
He picked up one of the bottles of red icing and put a dollop on the paper plate in front of him. Felix stuck his finger in the frosting before turning back towards Chan and lightly poking his cheek. Chan stopped mid-frosting swipe, frowning slightly in confusion and a tiny, surprised giggle leaving his lips.
“What was that for?”
Truthfully, Felix had no real answer other than a simple, “Because I wanted to?”
Giggling once more, Chan looked back at him for a moment, seeming to have an internal conversation with himself. He set down the cookie and offset spatula he had been using to decorate and reached in front of Felix, dipping his finger in the frosting on Felix’s plate. Then, with a mischievous smile of his own, he booped Felix’s nose, leaving a smudge of red icing.
“There, now we match,” he announced proudly.
“I guess we do. But maybe I should just…” Felix trailed off, grabbing the bottle with the green icing and putting a dot on his finger. He glanced at Chan and, wiggling his eyebrows, smeared a line of the frosting along the top of his cheek, right above the initial spot he’d left.
Chan’s eyes widened and he reached for the blue frosting to repeat the action of swiping a line across Felix’s cheek. Felix laughed, going for another bottle of frosting.
“Maybe this is the decorating I’m good at,” he joked, making a couple dots on Chan’s other cheek. There was a distant thought in the back of his head that they shouldn’t be doing this with the frosting and they could get in trouble for it. But one look at Chan’s smiling, red face and Felix couldn’t find it in himself to care too much.
The two went back and forth for a couple minutes, sharing laughs and shy glances as their faces became more and more covered in the bright frosting. They probably received some weird stares but neither noticed, too wrapped up in each other to think about anything else.
“I hope this doesn’t stain,” Chan whispered, leaning in close to Felix like he was sharing a deep secret.
“If it does, too bad. At least we’ll both look silly,” Felix shrugged with another laugh. “We should probably try wiping it off soon though, I don’t want the owners to kick us out.”
Chan nodded and picked up one of the paper towels that laid untouched in a pile by their cookie trays. He focused once again on Felix, lightly swiping it over a spot of frosting on his chin.
“Hold still for me.” The soft tone of his voice made Felix freeze, heart thundering in his chest at all of Chan’s attention on him, his face so close. He took in every inch of Chan’s perfect face, the light freckles across his nose that couldn’t be seen from far away, the way his eyebrows furrowed as he realized, “Uh oh. Felix… it’s not coming off.”
Felix was so deep in his own mind he barely heard or registered the other’s words. When the words finally sunk into his brain, his eyes went wide. “Wait, really?”
Nodding once again, Chan sat back immediately, his eyebrows still scrunched together as he studied the streaks across Felix’s face. “I think we’re both gonna look weird for a while.”
“Oops?” Felix offered unhelpfully and scooted forward in his chair, reaching for a paper towel to try and wipe the color off Chan’s face in return. Chan stayed still, closing his eyes while Felix dabbed at his face. Sure enough, the layer of frosting came off, but not the colors of the dye underneath. His skin was lightly stained, the little dots and streaks Felix painted stayed right where they were.
Even with the mismatched colors all over him, Chan was still the prettiest person Felix had ever seen. He was sure, now more than ever, that nobody else on earth would ever change that.
“There we go, all done.”
Slowly, Chan’s eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting Felix’s. Felix was sure time slowed down in that moment as he looked at the beautiful man in front of him, the world fading into static around them. They were so close but so far away, and all Felix could think about was closing the distance that separated them; a couple short inches and he’d have what he’d been dreaming of for what felt like forever.
But not here, not in this crowded shop. His Christmas fairy deserved better, his Christmas fairy deserved nothing short of the whole world.
Felix tore his eyes away from Chan’s, turning back to the discarded cookies beside them.
“We should- we should, um, go,” he muttered. “I’ll go pay and get a box for these, okay?”
Chan just blinked several times, seeming dazed for a second before he gave a hum in affirmation that he’d heard.
Minutes later, they were walking back home, and all either of them could think about was what had happened inside the shop. Felix didn’t like the silence that hung between them.
He hated it, actually. He couldn’t keep messing up like this, Chan deserved better.
Long minutes turned to quiet hours and all too soon, Felix was getting ready to sleep, Chan already in bed in the room next to him. They hadn’t said much, neither of them knowing how to broach the subject of earlier. They made small talk, ate dinner and watched a movie together.
Felix still climbed into bed, curling up on his side. Chan still wrapped his arm around Felix’s waist, pulling him against his chest. Things were a little weird, but wouldn’t be forever. They could handle a little awkwardness for a day or two.
Next time, Felix would get it right, he silently promised Chan, and himself, as Chan’s steady breathing slowly lulled him to sleep.
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Another thing Felix had quickly learned about the Christmas fairy was that he could not sleep. He didn’t know if this was a problem all Christmas spirits had, but it was clearly one that Chan struggled with. More nights than not, Felix would wake up at three am to find Chan gone, in the kitchen baking or making hot chocolate.
Tonight was one such night.
Felix had woken up to again find that Chan was no longer next to him and instead had went off to the kitchen, presumably. Normally, Felix would just stay in bed and fall back to sleep, but tonight was different. He felt a pull, like something was telling him he should get up and join Chan in his late night kitchen adventures. So, he dragged himself out of bed and trudged toward the kitchen.
It had been a few days since the Incident and they still hadn’t talked about it. Things had been awkward at first and it had taken some time, but a couple batches of baked goods later and everything didn’t seem quite as dire as it had before.
Felix wandered into the kitchen and was met with the sight of Chan’s bare back as he stood in front of the stove. While Felix preferred to wear his cute, warm pajamas at night, Chan opted to sleep in shorts; though he suspected the reason Chan bothered to wear anything at all was just to keep Felix from feeling uncomfortable. Not that he would’ve minded if Chan wore less, which was another thought he’d tried desperately to push to the back of his brain whenever possible.
Chan heard the quiet shuffling of Felix’s feet on the floor and turned toward him, offering him a slightly concerned look.
“Felix? Are you okay, what are you doing up?”
Felix just shrugged, because once again, he had no good answer for the Christmas fairy. “I- I noticed you were gone and wanted to check on you.”
To that, Chan smiled softly and turned back to the pot of hot cocoa in front of him. “I’m fine, just can’t sleep sometimes, you know?”
By now, Felix had made his way to stand next to Chan and was watching him stir absentmindedly. “I’ve noticed.”
Things were back to being awkward and Felix hated it.
He wanted to fix it and make things better but he didn’t know how. What was he supposed to say? “You know that really awkward moment a couple days ago? I was really close to kissing you because you looked so pretty but didn’t want to because it wasn’t the right time and you deserve better than that and-“
“Do you want some?” Felix was snapped out of his inward spiraling by Chan’s question.
“I- what?” He asked dumbly, his brain still not having caught up with the moment.
“The cocoa, do you want some? I can make more if you want any.” There Chan was, still smiling sweetly at him like Felix hadn’t been a huge idiot in every way since the first day he showed up. Felix truly didn’t deserve anyone like his Christmas fairy.
His Christmas fairy. Oh fuck, there it was again.
“Felix, are you sure you’re okay?” Chan was frowning now and reached out to feel his forehead with the back of his hand. “Are you getting sick?”
Upon Chan’s skin touching his, Felix’s brain kicked back into overdrive, making him back away quickly. “N-No! No, I’m okay, I’m sorry. My brain’s just been… elsewhere, I guess.”
Chan just tilted his head, giving him a long, considering look. Eventually he sighed and looked away. “I can hear you overthinking again.”
There really was no hiding from Chan with his Christmas-spirit-emotion-telling-thing he had. That didn’t stop Felix from panicking internally.
This was one half of the two things he hated about love. The confessing. He was a chronic over-explainer and always rambled on for too long and weirded the other person out with how much he talked. He couldn’t help it; when he fell, it was deep and hard and there was never any going back.
Not that he was falling for Chan, except that he definitely was.
“Please talk to me, Felix,” Chan said, his voice barely more than a murmur. “I know it’s about the other day, stuff has been weird ever since then.”
Felix took a deep breath. It was time to face his anxieties and be honest. This was Chan, his sweet, lovely Christmas fairy that made him hot cocoa in the middle of the night and looked at him like he hung the stars in the sky. He could tell Chan anything and would still receive that same smile that brightened his mornings and made his nights glow.
“About that,” he began, huffing out a sheepish laugh, “it’s stupid, really. I just- in the shop, you looked so, um, so pretty and I really wanted to kiss you but it wasn’t- it wasn’t the right time. I- I wanted to give you the perfect moment because you’re so amazing and- and you deserve something just as special.”
“Felix… why didn’t you tell me?” Some time during his stumbled explanation, Chan appeared in front of Felix, fixing him with such an earnest gaze that he was sure his legs nearly turned to jelly.
“I- I didn’t know how to. I was scared I’d messed up again and made things awkward and I didn’t want to make things worse.” Felix looked down, feeling a burning blush spread like wildfire across his face. Seconds later, a hand tilted his chin up and he was staring into Chan’s warm brown eyes. He was smiling faintly, his head tilted just slightly to the side with his dark curls falling across his forehead.
“What had you imagined?” He asked, voice barely above a whisper.
That took Felix aback. Truthfully, he hadn’t fully planned it out, but different scenes would float across his mind throughout the day. One minute, it was them ice skating, twirling around with each other; and the next, they were outside as the snow fell around them, glittering against the twinkle lights brightening the night.
He closed his eyes, and concentrated on the scene that appeared most in his brain.
“We’d go out, maybe we’d go ice skating, it’d be at an outdoor rink I know of. There are pretty Christmas lights hanging all around and it just feels so magical; we’d skate and maybe hold hands, I’d stress about having sweaty hands or tripping and falling on my face. We’d take a break for some hot cocoa before skating a little more and when the moment was just right, I’d turn toward you and ask before kissing you.” Felix’s eyes were still squeezed shut, wistful smile gracing his face.
And then there were two large hands cupping either side of his face and his eyes were flying open, once again meeting Chan’s searching gaze. He was close, so close. Felix’s breath caught in his chest as he gazed at the wondrous man in front of him. Mere inches separated them but it felt like a mile wide ravine.
“How attached are you to that idea?” Felix could feel Chan’s warmth breath on his face and his brain short-circuiting in response.
“N-Not very, anymore.”
“Then can I please kiss you?”
Unable to form words, Felix just nodded, closing his eyes once again as Chan leaned in. Softly, almost tentatively, Chan pressed his lips to Felix’s. They were soft, just as Felix had imagined, and he hurried to reciprocate, his hands coming up to gently rest on either of Chan’s sides.
It wasn’t like any other kiss Felix had ever experienced. With other people, it had been nice, wonderful, even. He’d tried to push himself to feel the fireworks spoken about in his favorite books and had never had anything close to that experience. But that wasn’t this either, there were no fireworks.
Instead, kissing Chan felt like coming home.
He felt like a warm hug on a cold day, reassuring and there. He was the sun after a long winter night and a refreshing swim in the middle of summer. This wasn’t the feeling Felix had dreamed of, but one so much better; one he hadn’t known he’d needed and now one he knew he’d never be able to live without again.
Moments passed and all too soon, Chan was pulling away, leaving Felix forever wanting more. He knew right away that he’d never be able to get enough of those kisses, of Chan himself.
Slowly, he opened his eyes, blinking at Chan with a slightly dazed smile.
Chan smiled back, always and forever looking at Felix like he held the world. “Was that okay?”
Felix couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle at the question. “That was the best kiss I’ve ever received.”
Chan’s beautiful, dimply smile grew ever wider as he started to lean in once more. “Then would you mind if I did it again?”
This time, Felix beat him to it, wrapping his arms around Chan’s neck and eagerly pressing his lips against Chan’s. Chan let out a small, surprised noise but still returned the kiss, fitting perfectly with Felix.
As he pulled Chan in closer, Felix couldn’t stop smiling. Finally, he had someone to love and someone who loved him just as much.
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read part three here!
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Felix making cookies with Chan: 1. Sieve flour 2. Melt butter 3. Add salt 4. Add sugar and baking powder. 5. Mix 6. Swoon over Chan's arms 7. Add chocolate chips
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sapphicgoblinblog · 4 months
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Blueberry turnovers are sooooo good! I could eat the whole freaking pack of them omg!
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catshriek · 8 months
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Sneak peak behind the scenes on my next art piece, Kumakko Cookie-chan's 3D Fanart! Kumakko Cookie-chan is an original character by Soreyu-san 💝
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⚡️Sonichu Stimboard⚡️
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Why did I make this lmao
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trick or tree🌳
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steggmatt · 1 year
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Hello there! I updated my price sheet
Will draw:
- OC (humans, anthro, furry)
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