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italoniponic · 2 years

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Can you do the octotrio with a s/o who has a minor sea food allergy to seafood except fish and shrimp . Where anything besides that makes them sick .

𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭

| Notes: Hi, anon! I’m really sorry, I only managed to write Jade and Floyd! The idea was something I never did before and I got excited but when I finished Floyd’s I realized that I didn’t have a single idea what to write for Azul (I left him for last). Especially bc I did a little research about sea food allergy and some bits got commented here but since the tweels had different/opposite approaches to the plot, I didn’t know what to do for Azul. So… I’ll serve you only this pair of mischievous eels this time. Hope it’s okay! Thanks for the request <3 ps: on another note, now I realized that you said "minor" allergy... uh, I think I wrote it more for allergies in general so... again, sorry! |

Jade & Floyd Leech x g!n reader who was seafood allergy / headcanons / fluff with little drops of comedy / mentions of food and bad-timing jokes / use of “you” pronouns

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Seafood Sick

It had been a while since you and Jade had been officially dating. It was a happy moment. You two were having your little dates, getting to know each other more and sharing various things and experiences. Well, this was a discovery Jade would have liked to have known before taking you to a special dinner at the Mostro Lounge;

The first dish of your dinner was served and although you faced that soup with a little hesitation, you didn’t want to embarrass Jade. With a spoon, you took one of the mysterious meats there. In this, two problems came: it wasn’t exactly meat, it was cod, and you are allergic to vertebrate fish;

A few minutes later, your skin began to become inflamed with hives and you felt your throat hurt. Jade was immediately alarmed by your condition but he managed to pull himself together enough to get you to the infirmary as quickly as possible. There you managed to explain to nurse what it was and Jade was faced with the terrible situation of having served seafood to an allergic person;

It was a difficult night but you managed to be treated with good medications and the allergic reaction passed. But Jade returned to the dorm with a somewhat heavy conscience. He was aware that humans could have allergies — major and minor — but he didn't expect you to be allergic to something that was so daily to his life. It was terrible bad luck, even more so for you;

The two of you talked more about it and despite your reassurance that everything was fine and you knew exactly what you could and couldn't eat, Jade still remained thoughtful about this whole situation. He obviously wrote down the more complex details of your seafood allergy and went on to study a little more about it;

The concept of allergy is something extremely out of the ordinary for merfolk living in the ocean. They never had to worry about the immune system overreacting to a certain element of any food, be it other fish or seaweed. You end up a little envious of Jade’s ability to eat whatever he wants without worry, just a bit;

The variety of your allergy turns more to vertebrate fish such as salmon, cod, anchovies, sardines, etc. But Jade clung a little to the fact that eels were also included in this list. “Ah, what a relief,” Jade said, putting his hand to his heart and smiling, “That means I'm safe near you.”;

You stopped what you were doing to stare at him, your eyes empty like a dead fish. Sometimes you forgot that your boyfriend was capable of making jokes like that, only to look at you with a feigned concern and that twinge of irony — because you didn't even have a way to attack him, let alone eat him. But you understood that he was just trying to make you laugh;

Eating together is dealt with more carefully now. Jade prepares everything with great zeal and commitment, not wanting that night to repeat itself again. Of course, you will have some mild crises from time to time if you aren’t paying much attention in the cafeteria but, it's a very rare case. Either way, Jade would take you to the infirmary or give you the necessary medications right on the spot;

And believe it or not, there are some types of mushrooms that can help regulate the immune system and are also used to help allergies. Obviously they don’t replace a good anti allergic but Jade was super excited to know it. Hope you don’t have any problem with those little friends of his — this sounded a little ominous;

In any case, an allergy wasn’t going to stand between you and Jade. Even though you completely avoid seafood and such foods, you still frequented Mostro Lounge and your relationship with Jade even seemed to have gotten stronger. Seeing his care and understanding always makes your heart beat faster. And, thank goodness, it's love and not an allergic reaction!

You wouldn't expect Floyd to understand a lot about humans, but there are things he really liked to learn and know. And being the boyfriend of a human proved to be quite a rich and fun experience. Of course, it was interesting to know more about you too. But nothing would have prepared Floyd for an information you revealed when he asked for a shrimp dish one day in the Mostro Lounge;

You were a little allergic to seafood, more specifically invertebrates — the infamous shellfish and crustaceans. At least it was a funny scene. Floyd was holding a whole shrimp close to his mouth when you started commenting on your situation, his gaze entirely focused on you as that poor guy’s little orange head was crushed by his teeth;

Floyd was beyond surprised. “Koebi-chan, you are allergic to yourself!,” he exclaimed, more desolate by the nickname he gave you had this unexpected consequence than you facing the food well prepared by Octavinelle’s students. You laughed and shrugged, looking at the menu to place another order — you actually didn't know he had ordered that before your talk;

This information perplexed Floyd for a while. If he learned at some point that humans can have allergies, this detail maybe got hidden in his mind for quite a while. Well, in Floyd's defense, he knew some people had allergies to peanuts and milk and he thought it was the most annoying thing in the world;

Researching a little more about it, there was a popular allergy to shrimp and he was sad that these people couldn’t enjoy the softness and finesse that that lean seafood could offer. You mustered all your good patience to assure Floyd that you were already used to it and he didn't need to worry;

Said and done, Floyd recovered so quickly that you even got slightly offended by it. Well, he was still aware of your allergy and would take a little more care not to ask for anything that could literally close your throat — even faster than he would squeeze people. And if you said it was okay, why would Floyd go against it?;

Floyd proceeds to deal with everything in his usual relaxed way, following your example and going with the tide. You teached him a few things about types of antiallergics and foods that you generally avoid, which may seem simple and uninteresting details but Floyd receives everything very a relative fascination;

“But it's so crazy, isn't it, Koebi-chan? It's like a human having an allergy to human flesh...,” Floyd once pondered. He was kind of bored and this thought suddenly came out. You stopped drinking your water at that point, confused if Floyd had forgotten you weren't really a shrimp or if he didn't care that a thing like cannibalism was wrong anyway;

Despite everything, Floyd no longer ordered seafood for you when you went out on a date. He could even have a portion of takoyaki but your health was still important to him. Even if his way of doing things didn't make it too explicit;

At least, if this whole situation was worth anything, it was that Floyd decided it was the ideal time to start calling you by your first name instead of “little shrimpy”. What a pity, you will end up missing those times. But for the rest, he keeps treating you the same, squeezing you with hugs and his love.

#twisted wonderland #jade leech #jade leech x reader #floyd leech #floyd leech x reader #tweels #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #gender neutral reader #cherry's writing #cherry's harvesting

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deeg9 · 1 year

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CH.2: There's something that tells me (that life has changed)

Thank you everyone for the feedback on Chapter One! Chapter Two is up - I may add an epilogue set in the future in the next few days. Comments and engagement on AO3 is always appreciated - Enjoy!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M Fandom: The Rookie (TV 2018) Relationship: Tim Bradford/Lucy Chen, Nyla Harper/James Murray, Wesley Evers/Angela LopezCharacter:Tim Bradford, Lucy Chen (The Rookie), Nyla Harper, James Murray (The Rookie), Wesley Evers, Angela Lopez, Wade Grey, Celina JuarezAdditional Tags:Chenford Canon, anon request, Post 5x10 by 3 Months, Pregnancy Scare, see notes for TW, Drama & Comedy & Heartfelt Goodness, Secret Relationship, Medical Inaccuracies Language: English Published: 2023-01-07 Updated: 2023-01-08 Chapters: 2 Words: 6025

[If you missed Ch 1, it's posted on Tumblr and AO3]

LUCY

“I’ll go pick up another pack of tests,” Lucy offered as they stared down at the one test in question, but nobody tore their gaze away from the faint pink line on the test.

“No, I’ll call my doctor,” Angela said, breaking the spell. “I know she’ll fit us in for a blood test. If we get this over by the lunch hour, then we might even have results by tonight.”

Lucy continued to stare at the test while she absentmindedly followed Angela’s phone call.

When she woke up that morning, it had been just another day. She and Tim took Kojo for an early run in which halfway through, Kojo plunged belly first into a muddy puddle and rolled around. While Tim hosed him off in the backyard, Lucy made breakfast: Salmon for Kojo and an omelet for the two of them.

She loved the pace they’d been taking their relationship. They had found their rhythm. Nothing felt forced and they organically began to spend more and more time together.

Part of that meant spending time with Tim’s sister and her kids. Both Tim and Lucy had gotten involved in the boy’s baseball team earlier in the year and it had been more fun than she could have imagined. These days, Genny and Lucy didn’t need an excuse to hang out.

Tim pretended to be annoyed by the two of them colluding, especially when Genny told embarrassing stories from Tim’s past in painstakingly clear detail, but she knew he secretly loved the friendship they were developing.

And on the flip side … Tim now (unwillingly) knew everything about Sabrina Carpenter after spending many nights and mornings at their apartment listening to Tamara prattle on about her favorite female artist. Tim would tease Tamara and ask if there was a friend she could call to discuss the latest Sabrina celebrity news with instead, to which she’d reply that she preferred the challenge of converting Tim to her way of thinking much more. Tamara even set a New Year’s Resolution of dragging Lucy and Tim to a Sabrina Carpenter concert, not having the slightest clue that they’d already purchased a set of VIP passes to an upcoming show for Tamara’s birthday.

It all felt natural. It felt right.

Would this fracture that feeling?

“Thank you so much, Dr. Stone,” Angela gushed into the phone. “Yes, we will head over right now. See you soon.”

“Do you want to ride with us?” Nyla asked.

“Yeah,” Lucy swallowed. “Let me just tell Tim I’m taking an early lunch and then I’ll meet you in the parking lot.”

“Okay,” Angela nodded. “Be quick.”

Lucy should have anticipated that Tim would be waiting in the hall outside of the locker room. It wasn’t lost on him that Nyla and Angela rushed out from behind her and she was sure he noticed their flustered expressions.

He waited until the other two women were out of earshot before bringing it up.

“So?” Tim asked, drawing out the end of the word into a question.

“The result was … inconclusive,” Lucy said. “I’m going to take an early lunch and pop over to the doctor’s office for a blood test. Can you manage for an hour without me?”

“Of course,” Tim said. He looked around the room. “How is it inconclusive? Isn’t it just like an aim and pee thing with a yes or no answer?”

“Yes, usually,” Lucy whispered, “but something went wrong.”

“What went wrong?” Tim asked, confusion sewn into his expression.

“I can’t go into the details right now,” Lucy said, blushing. It wasn’t like she could tell him what happened without revealing that Angela and Nyla were in the same boat and she wanted to respect their privacy. “Just trust me on this. If I don’t get the results by tonight, we can try taking another test at home after shift.”

“Okay,” Tim conceded. “Let me just get Grey to cover for me and I can come with you.”

“No, he’ll be too suspicious,” Lucy pointed out and Tim’s face dropped. “But I think after today we should make a plan to tell Grey and to tell our friends. It’s time.”

“Alright, if you’re sure?” Tim prodded, his eyes full of concern. He could always tell when she was putting on a front.

“Yeah,” Lucy said with a soft smile. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

She stopped herself from reaching out to him. She really wanted to hug him, but she couldn’t. Not here, not when they were at work and near so many prying eyes. Not when she knew she’d break as soon as his arms slipped around her.

She knew the honeymoon phase of their relationship wouldn’t last forever but to have it potentially shift so abruptly because of this new, incredibly big thing was too much for her to absorb.

She loved Tim and his reaction in the shop earlier had made her love him even more. She wanted to start a family with him eventually but she’d give almost anything to be able to do it their way and on their timeline.

Angela spotted her as she walked through the parking lot and waved her over to the unmarked vehicle. Lucy took a steadying breath and tried to push away the sinking feeling in her gut.

Angela

As they were wrapping up at the doctor’s office, Angela got a call about a homicide scene that they were needed on. After they arrived, Lucy immediately jumped into the action to help Officer Jan set the perimeter and begin canvassing for witnesses while Nyla began to interview the person who’d called in the DB to 9-1-1.

Tim gave Angela the official readout of the scene and she diligently took notes, but she couldn’t help checking her watch every few minutes. The doctor promised to put a rush on the bloodwork and said she’d call each of them with the results as soon as possible.

Angela wanted to know those results so badly. She needed to know.

“Are you okay?” Tim asked after repeating the answer to a question she already asked. “You seem off.”

She sighed despondently.

“You can’t say anything to Wes until I know for sure,” she warned and he nodded apprehensively. “I might be pregnant again.”

Tim blinked.

”For fuck’s sake, is there something in the water? ” He muttered it quietly under his breath and if she didn’t have freakishly good hearing, she would have missed it entirely.

“What?” Angela whispered irritably. “Oh my god, did Lucy tell you?”

“What? No,” Tim stammered. “Unless … What did she tell you?”

“Timothy,” Angela warned, “what did Lucy say?”

“She told me she’s late,” Tim whispered defensively. “That’s it. I had no idea you were going through the same thing.”

“Oh.” Angela shook her head, surprised that Lucy would share something so sensitive with Tim. “Forget about that. We’ll circle back to me in a second.

She knew they were close, but Lucy had to know on some level that Tim had feelings for her.

“I’m just so sorry, Tim,” Angela said with a sigh and gave his arm a light squeeze. “I didn’t even know Lucy was seeing someone.”

Tim’s jaw hung open temporarily as she watched him find his words again. Poor guy. He must be reeling.

“I’m fine,” Tim said slowly. “Really, I am. You don’t need to worry about me. Are you ok with this? You were just telling me you were pretty sure Jackson was going to be an only child.”

“No, I’m not ok,” Angela admitted. “And I feel like a terrible person saying that out loud.”

Tim slung his arm over her shoulder.

“How can I help?”

“Just moral support,” Angela said. “And let me vent and complain if this test is positive about how hard my life is, even when it might seem unreasonable.”

“Of course,” Tim said. He gave her shoulder a quick squeeze and then let her go. “What are friends for?”

“And Tim?” Angela turned so she was facing him. “I am sorry about Lucy. I really thought you two were heading in the same direction.”

She watched Tim’s expression change. She expected him to look sad, maybe a little lost, but instead she found a mixture of guilt and … something else on his face.

What was going on?

“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. “I really should talk to Lucy before I tell you anything.”

“Tell me what?” Angela’s pulse kicked up a beat.

Tim glanced at Lucy in the distance and she saw it in his eyes. This wasn’t a man yearning, this man was adoring someone he already had.

Oh my god, how had she missed the signs?

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you,” Tim rushed to say as Angela’s eyes widened. “Lucy and I really just wanted to keep something for ourselves for a while and then I blinked and three months had gone by. Honestly, there were a number of times I was sure you’d already figured it out–”

“Oh my god,” Angela grabbed his arm and pulled him down to her level. He almost tripped over his own foot. “Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“If Lucy’s pregnant,” Tim whispered with a smile on his face, “that’s my kid.”

Angela felt the shout of glee build in her chest before she could contain it.

“Shhhh,” Tim looked around nervously. She could see several officers looking over at them from the corner of her eye. “You have to keep it a secret. We’re still figuring out the work side of things.”

“I am going to hug the shit out of both of you later,” Angela said with the biggest smile on her face. Then she punched Tim in the arm. Hard.

“Ow,” Tim said, rubbing the spot.

“I have been feeling sorry for you ALL day. You could have told me,” Angela scolded.

“I know,” Tim assured her. “And I trust you. We just wanted to make sure this thing was real first.”

“Is it?” She asked, even though she already knew the answer.

“Yeah,” Tim said with a deliriously happy smile. “As real as it gets.”

Angela was gearing up to tell Tim how happy she was for him when Nyla walked up and narrowed her eyes at the two of them.

“There is literally a dead body twenty feet from you,” she scolded. “Could you stop smiling so much? The other cops are starting to think you’re both sociopaths.”

“Tim was just cheering me up,” Angela explained. “What do we have?”

Angela worked to switch her brain back into work mode, but only managed to quell her excitement down to a half smile on her face as she walked the crime scene with Nyla.

Her best friend was finally happy and she knew it was the forever-kind-of-happy. She had a second-hand happy high that she just couldn’t shake.

NYLA

Nyla reached for her phone after the ding indicated she had a text message. They were getting close to wrapping up their day and had a few more solid leads to run down but it was nothing that couldn’t wait until morning.

From: Lucy | To: Angela & Nyla

Just got the call. Mine was negative! Phew! Good luck <;3

Angela sighed audibly from across the desk. She saw her shoot off a reply and then did the same. Nyla’s pulse kicked up as she realized her chances were now fifty-fifty.

When Angela’s phone rang next, their eyes met and Angela nodded before stepping away to answer. Around the same time, Tim and Lucy went into Grey’s office. It wasn’t something she would typically notice, but their body language was … strange.

Grey hung his head in his hands for a moment before looking up at both of them with a huge smile on his face. He rounded his desk and hugged them both. Lucy hugged him back enthusiastically but Bradford looked stiff and awkward.

Nyla smirked.

It looked like ‘Chenford’ (as Smitty called them) was finally coming clean.

“Nolan,” Grey opened his office door and called out. “Could you join us?”

Nyla leaned back in her chair to enjoy the show. Moments later, Nolan’s jaw dropped in complete disbelief and Nyla chuckled in her seat. She wasn’t surprised that Nolan hadn’t suspected a thing. She’d noticed Lucy and Nolan slowly drift apart after Jackson’s death. Whether that was due to their respective lives getting busier, or a subconscious decision to distance themselves from painful memories, she wasn’t sure.

Regardless, Nolan seemed genuinely happy for them.

“Nyla,” Angela said from behind her. She spun around in her chair.

“What’s the word?” Nyla asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice.

“My test was negative,” Angela said slowly. “Which means–”

Nyla’s heart pounded in her ears as her phone rang. She answered it right away.

“I’m calling for Nyla Harper.” Nyla recognized Dr. Stone’s voice from earlier.

“Hi, Dr. Stone,” Nyla said. “Thank you for rushing the test results. Lay it on me.”

“They were negative for pregnancy,” Dr. Stone cut to the chase. “But I did see something interesting in your bloodwork that makes me think you could have gotten the false positive on the take home test.”

“I didn’t know that was possible,” Nyla responded, letting the news wash over her. So she wouldn’t be a mom again. At least, not yet.

“It’s very rare, but sometimes a UTI can trigger a false positive. You do have minimal hCG levels present for detection but if you were pregnant, those levels would continue to climb throughout your first trimester and then level off,” Dr. Stone explained. “For at home test to be positive, the levels would have had to be much higher earlier today since those tests are far less sensitive than blood tests.”

“Okay,” Nyla said. “What does that mean for me?”

“I see an elevated white blood cell count in your CBC panel, which indicates an infection is probably present,” Dr. Stone said. “If you can come back in tomorrow or later this week, I can run a urinalysis to confirm it. Then we can send you home with antibiotics to treat it.”

“Other than that, I’m fine?” Nyla asked.

“Yes, as far as I can tell, you’re very healthy,” Dr. Stone confirmed.

Nyla stayed on the phone long enough to schedule an appointment and then hung up. She jerked in her seat when she realized Angela was standing right behind her.

“Jesus, wear a bell,” Nyla chided.

“So you’re–”

“Not pregnant,” Nyla finished the sentence. “Doc says I might have triggered a false positive. I probably have a UTI and I’m going back tomorrow to confirm.”

“So none of us are pregnant?” Angela asked.

“Not a one,” Nyla confirmed.

“Then maybe we should all go grab celebratory drinks?” Angela suggested.

“Rain check,” Nyla smiled politely, wishing she could match Angela’s level of relief. “I am wiped.”

“Okay,” Angela said and gathered her things. “Have a good night. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“See ya.”

Nyla sighed and let the disappointment sit with her for a minute. It’s not the right time , she told herself, and she could be okay with that.

There was a silver lining to all of this. Now she knew how she really felt about adding to her family. She made her way home to James to see if he felt the same way.

LUCY

Lucy walked across the parking lot with Tim by her side, grinning from ear to ear about finally having their relationship out and in the open.

“How are you feeling?” Tim nudged her softly with his elbow.

“About telling Grey?” Lucy asked.

“That too,” Tim nodded, “but more so about the negative pregnancy test.”

“Honestly?” Lucy bit her lip nervously. “I’m relieved. You?”

“Me too,” Tim said with a sigh.

“Really?” Lucy prodded. “I know you’re ready to start a family but–”

“Eventually,” Tim corrected her. “But right now? I’m so happy with exactly where we are.”

“Me too.” Lucy smiled up at him and grabbed his hand.

“Wow,” Tim brought her hand to his lips and pressed a quick kiss to her knuckles. “I can’t believe we can actually do this now.”

“It’s almost like we’re a normal couple,” Lucy agreed with a laugh and swung his arm playfully as they walked.

Once they at his truck, Tim twisted her in his arms.

“What are you doing?” Her voice was husky as his face neared her own.

“What normal couples do.” He slid his hand behind her neck and brushed his fingers into her hair before closing the distance between their lips. His kiss felt like a vow, holding the promise of all the amazing milestones yet to come.

“I could get used to this,” Lucy mumbled against his lips.

“You better because I’m planning to keep doing it.”

“Fine by me,” Lucy said with a smirk. “Because I’m planning on keeping you forever.”

“Forever, huh?” Tim smiled teasingly and leaned back a hair. “I’m going to need to check my schedule first.”

“Oh, do I need to call your gofer so he can pencil me into your calendar?” Lucy said with a snort.

“That would be great,” Tim tossed back but she could see the corner of his lip creeping up.

“Don’t make me hurt you,” she warned lightheartedly, swatting his chest.

He captured her wrist swiftly and pulled her in close until her arm was wrapped around his neck. She rested her other palm on his chest, inhaling sharply in anticipation.

“You know what I think?” He teased, the grumble of his voice vibrating against her wrist.

“Hmm?” Lucy hummed, her gaze dropping from his eyes to his lips.

“Forever is a really good place to start.”

When his lips crashed down on hers this time, she felt giddy butterflies take flight in her belly. Their future played like a movie on the back of her eyelids but she blinked them away. The future could wait. She was focused on the here and now with the most important person in her life.

#chenford #chenford fic #the rookie #the rookie 5x10 plus three months #pregnancy scare #anon request part 2 #by deeg9

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poisonouswritings · 2 years

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Hello, this may be a specific one and i hope that's alright for you, i apologies if it's not; but can you write headcanons for the Main3 (Felix, Sage and Anisa) with an MC who is not a native english speaker but speaks it fluently please ?

So they have a rather heavy accent (something like a french accent) and sometimes it can be hard to understand them when they pronounce certain words or even insert words of their native language when they forget how to say it in english, so it goes something like:

"have you seen ze.. how to say ? ...Le tome magique ? You know, ze book i waz readeeng earliair ?"

(also like to insult anyone that annoys them in their mother tongue, so Rime or Escell the person don't understand them but know it's probably an insult or something lol)

Thank you !

Hehe funny props to you for that anon this is a really creative one. Good job.

GN!Reader, Colored Bullet Rule (Felix, Anisa, Sage), I'm learning German so I'm gonna use a German accent

I just think it's even funnier if Astraea does not have any accent similar so every single time you speak everyone around you is like 'what the actual fuck are you saying'

You come into the dining hall "I haf been practicingkt zis damn spell fur ze last two hours-" "MC are you doing an incantation right now?" "Vhat? No, uff kourse nicht-" "It doesn't sound like any spell I've ever heard." "Did I nicht chust say zat I'm nicht-" "Should we be ducking for cover or something?" "Fick dich (fuck you)"

German curse words!

Felix is micromanaging your spellcasting and you look back at him and go 'Erbsenzähler' (aka someone who obsesses over tiny details, literal translation is 'pea counter') (affectionate) and he's just like ??? Huh????

Anisa is being woefully dismissive of Orion's shady acts and trying to defend her and whatever and you're a little frustrated with her and you go 'Anisa, schlatz ('gem'), you must schtop beingkt a gehirnverweigerer ('brain denier') (affectionate) about zis' and y'know what? She is so distracted trying to figure out what word you just used that now you guys aren't even talking about Orion. You're talking about your language.

Okay chapter 1 where Sage is being a flirty idiot in the tower instead of being like 'no wonder you have that reputation' you just mutter 'lustmolch' (someone who is sex-crazed, literal translation is 'pleasure newt') (affectionate) and he just kinda rolls with it because I think he gets called foreign cuss words a lot when he flirts with people so. Par for the course.

You could also call Sage a Schluckspecht (someone who hits the bottle too often, literal translation is 'guzzling woodpecker') but platonic and he'd agree.

You and Felix are just hanging out and being cute and Escell kinda scoffs and you look over at him and snap 'Stinkstiefel' (grouchy person, aka a 'smelly boot') (derogatory) and he's not really sure how to respond. Felix doesn't know what it means either but he's been around you enough to know it's an insult so he snickers.

You burst into the study where everyone is hanging out 'Vhat iss ze vort for... um... zat ein zingkt mitt ze kolors? Der kuchen?' "Come again, dear?" 'It iss a dessert. A, a pastry I zink? It iss ze ein you always haf fur parties.' "A pastry for parties?" 'Da.' "Cookies?" "Do cookies count as a pastry?" "Well they're from the bakery." "Not everything out of the bakery is a pastry." "What? That's the point of a bakery what are you talking about?" "There's different things. Some bakeries sell sandwiches." "Felix why in the seven hells would we be talking about sandwiches-" "It's a common bakery item!" "No it fucking isn't!" 'It's nicht a sentwich, it's-' "No a cookie is a pastry." "What?" "A cookie is a pastry. Sage is correct. For once." "For o- fuck you!" '... None uff you are beingkt helpful.'

You were trying to find the word 'cake' because it's Stella's birthday and you want to make her a little salmon cake but ultimately you just give her some smooches while the Starsworn continue arguing about whether a sandwich should count as a pastry or not because hey it has bread.

#fictif last legacy #last legacy #felix iskandar escellun #felix escellun #fictif felix #last legacy felix #anisa anka #last legacy anisa #fictif anisa #sage lesath #fictif sage #last legacy sage #sage lesath x reader #anon asks #ozzy answers #ozzy daydreams

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tartagilicious · 3 years

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💌 how beautiful it feels when they want to know about the worlds you hold inside of you. // requested by anon:

-> hiii i hope you’re doing well! i was wondering if you could write something with artem helping a reader who has trouble cleaning their room? maybe it’s cause they get in bad funks a lot and get embarrassed to ask for help :O

“artem!” a nervous smiles comes to your face as his eyes meet yours, casual under the slight mess of his bangs. in his hand is a bag of what you can only assume are more of the meals he’d begun promising you so long ago — just in time for the low evening hour.

“i wasn’t expecting you so soon,” you say, hiding behind the doorframe as you speak. “come in!"

artem nods as he walks past you. if he notices your hesitance, he chooses to say nothing. you follow his route to the kitchen closely, all the while trying to peek at the contents of his tote.

his laugh is soft. “you’ll find out what we’re having in a minute, be patient."

you flush and go ahead of him, laughing. you aren’t a frequent chef, so your knowledge of food is often critiqued by your partner. but, you like to think that your skills hold a certain amount of charm. even now, you’ll occasionally grab the wrong pans, or prepare something in an unceremonious way — but with such a well-versed teacher, how could you not learn quickly?

“not even a hint?"

you smile over your shoulder as you reach for two plates in the cabinet. he looks up at you with a slight smile as his brow quirks, unpacking the glass containers in front of him carefully.

“there’s no need anymore."

you set the ceramics down on the island at the same time artem peels back the wax paper over the first dish. sitting on a bed of lettuce is a hearty cut of salmon, doused in what smells like soy sauce and brown sugar.

“attorney wing,” you smile, looking at the fish and then up at him. a faint blush of what can only be embarrassment dusts his cheeks. “have i ever told you how grateful i am for you?"

he clears his throat, hand coming up to loosen his tie. “don’t let your stomach speak for you."

chuckling, you assist him in opening another container. inside sits what you can only assume is a side to the previous dish — cherry red tomatoes sit in a shallow pool of balsamic vinegar, any lacking spaces filled with small chunks of blue cheese.

“i’m serious this time,” you can’t help the amazement in your gaze as you grab for the plates you’d brought down, looking for any distraction as you speak. “your cooking is the only reason i remember to eat half the time."

you have the courage to look artem in the eye for a moment, and are pleased to see his ears faintly red.

“that’s not healthy.” he’s back on track quickly, as always. “you know you only have to say the word if you’d like me to bring you something—"

your eyes flicker to him as you grab utensils from his tote, a knowing smile curling at your lips. he clears his throat again, but the smile doesn’t leave your face as you attempt to dish out your respective portions.

you nod. “of course, i know.”

“i feel bad that you take care of me so much sometimes, though.” you admit. this time, it’s your turn to be flustered. “you’re my work partner, i shouldn’t be so comfortable showing you these unhealthy sides of me."

it comes out as a joke, but there’s a tinge of truth to what you say — and though you have no doubt artem can naturally pick it up, he chooses to say nothing. you both wallow in the slight noise of clinking utensils for a moment, until the fish between artem's chopsticks abruptly slips out of his grasp and onto his lap.

“oh!” you gasp as you take a step back, peeking at his face as he resolves to pick it up with his hand so the stain isn’t too striking. you wince as you watch the liquid bleed through the fabric.

“do you want me to get you a towel?” you offer in a panic, and part of you doesn’t expect him to accept. so, when he thanks you, you have no choice but to excuse yourself.

as you walk down the hall to your bedroom, you begin to rethink — there’s no telling where you put your clean laundry last, especially not in the state the room is in. but a few minutes of searching is better than denying him outright.

peeking in your bathroom’s closet, you’re displeased to find half the shelves barren and half of them filled with unused bath products. sighing, you realise the empty is thanks to the large basket beneath the lowest shelf, overflowing with just the towels you need.

yet, just as you think to return and offer him paper towels instead, you nearly bump into him when you meet in the doorway.

“ah,” you cringe, stepping back and taking a look at his face. artem seems more flustered than you are. in your peripheral vision, you notice that the stain on his pants has been mostly dabbed away. “i’m sorry, i should have looked before i—"

you stop in your tracks without warning, voice stamped out as you remember the mess behind you. he quirks a brow at your hesitation.

“something wrong?"

you quickly shake your head, moving to shuffle himself out. “no, no, you just don’t need to see the state my bedroom is in right now — i haven’t been in the right mood to clear it out lately."

he peeks down at you as you attempt to manoeuvre him away, letting out a light chuckle as he puts a hand on your shoulder. it stops your frazzled actions and rushing thoughts in one fell swoop, albeit by bringing an embarrassed tint to your cheeks.

“have i been working you too hard?"

the phrasing makes it seem like he isn’t serious, but you know your colleague — when you look up to meet his eye, you can see that he’s just being as thoughtful as ever. “no, no, it’s nothing like that.” you manage.

“i just don’t think being an adult has really sunken in for me yet, you know?” you try to explain, letting out a nervous laugh as you look for somewhere to settle your gaze. artem is so close that you can barely stand it. “everything goes by so fast that half the time i don’t even realise it gets to be such a mess."

behind you, you refer to a multitude of things. articles of clothing hang from the back of your desk chair, waiting to be put away after being contemplated over one morning. a small amount of coffee mugs litter the outermost surface of your dresser, closest to the door and almost directly in view. you benignly hope he isn’t able to read the tiny phrases that paint the sides.

“that’s okay.” he nods suddenly, meeting your eye with a warm smile that melts your heart. “i’ve seen it in many and experienced it myself, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. mess is only temporary. if you can recognise it and resolve to fix it in the future, that’s enough. focusing on your health should always be your first priority."

oh.

you want to crawl into a hole — not because his response embarrasses you, or because he stands to be so casual about it, but because he is so sweet. so blindly considerate, your partner is the closest thing to an angel you can possibly think of. artem’s words make you feel giddy and hopeful in a way that no one else’s can.

you suck in a shallow breath, pushing down most of the smile that attempts to rise to your face. “thank you. that means a lot, especially coming from you."

artem’s ears flush almost immediately, a hand coming up to briefly loosen his tie as he smiles.

“when i told you that i would always be there to help you, i meant it."

#hmmm you said “helping” the reader but you didn’t say how :pepethink:#i have a whole list full of recipes for fics!! fun fact about me is that i have never been relaxed ever #tears of themis #tot #tears of themis artem #artem wing #artem x reader #tears of themis imagine #zuo ran #tears of themis zuo ran

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aliteama · 3 years

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heya! since okkotsu yuta is ur fac character (amiright) can i request for a jealous yuuta with an s/o where they are in a long-distance relationship? like, he was jealous when suddenly the second years interrupted his call with her and how cheerful she sounds talking about the first years?

✧Fic✧

Missing Yuu(ta)

✧A/N: anon.... your mind is so very large for this, thank you for indulging me 😌🙏

✧ It was difficult saying goodbye, watching him board the plane with your hoodie wrapped around his waist and charm bracelet adorning his wrist to compliment the necklace resting against your collarbone. Tears were shed and hugs were exchanged, squeezing you until you felt your lungs would pop but still not wanting to let go.

There was a set schedule for when he would call you yet due to time difference it was never certain when either of you would pick up. While Yuuta was off training you stayed with the other students getting to know the first years. When you stumbled across Itadori it was merely by accident, searching for Shoko in the infirmary only to find the student who was pronounced dead mere minutes ago.

Tapping away at your phone with a goofy smile on your face, the harsh light emitting from your screen had your eyes squinting to try and adjust in the dimly lit room.

“Senpai! Put your phone down the movies starting” whining from the other end of the couch Itadori tried to swipe your phone from your grasp.

Wiggling around to avoid his grabby hands you unintentionally pressed record, the sounds of your laughter and Itadoris voice loading into the screen before automatically sending.

“Fine fine!” swiping notifications off and tossing your phone aside you leaned into the couch and watched the beginning scene appear on screen. The movie went by in a blur, the protagonist capturing Itadoris attention and drawing him in while you struggled to keep your eyes open.

Glancing around the room in a daze you noticed the clocks slow tick, Yuuta should be free to call by now, “Yuji I’m gonna take my leave now”

“But- The movie isn’t over yet!”

“I’ll drop by later to keep you company” rushing out of the room with your lover in mind you forgot your silently buzzing phone that remained on the coffee table.

Rushing through the dormitory halls you knocked on your fellow second years’ door before swinging your own door open and popping your laptop open with shaky fingers.

“Someone's excited”

“Maki! Of course I am, I haven’t seen Yuuta all week!” you practically shook with excitement as you bounced on your heels.

“Salmon!”

“Toge! You can sit next to me”

Patting the empty space to your left Inumaki flopped onto the mattress and leaned his head onto your shoulder while Maki set up the videocall, rolling into the room Panda pushed Maki forward and propped up behind her to see the screen.

“Panda scoot over!”

“Hello?” appearing on the small screen your eyes turned watery at the refreshing sight of Yuuta, the circles under his eyes fading and hair styled out of his smiling face.

“Oh Y/N’s getting emotional again”

“Shut up Panda! I miss you Yuuta!”

“I miss you too..” even through the blurry screen you could see the utter enamor in his softening eyes.

“Ok lover boy were here too ya’know”

“Hey Maki, Toge!”

“Spiced cod roe!”

“Actually Y/N earlier I-”

“Senpaii!” marching into your room Nobara dragged a lazed Fushiguro by the collar, “Train with us please!”

“Kugisaki I told you to not bother them right now!”

“Eh? Why not”

“Is that Megumi?” loosing track of the conversation Yuuta tried to pick out all the different voices that spoke over each other.

“Mhm! Megumi come say Hi! And Yuuta this is Nobara Kugisaki, the other first year” spinning the laptop around so Yuuta could see them Fushiguro waved awkwardly while Nobara peered at the screen with a cocked brow.

“Is this the other upper classmen?”

Tugging at Nobaras arm Fushiguro excused themselves while chewing her ear off for not properly greeting her seniors. Standing up after them Maki urged everyone out of the room to leave you with at least a little privacy.

“Aren't they fun? Oh Yuuta wait until you meet the other student! He’s such a big ball of sunshine!”

“Actually.. I wanted to ask but who was that you were with earlier”

“Earlier? I was with Yuji”

The bright grin on your face at the mention of Itadori had Yuuta tugging his lower lips between his teeth and chewing at it anxiously. The sound of your laughter from earlier drowning his thoughts, oh how he wished he were there to make you laugh like that.

“Actually, I’ll ring you from my phone I think I left it behind” nodding his head in acknowledgement Yuuta was quick to hang up first which to say the least surprised you as he was usually one to drag out the calls.

Shutting your laptop with a disheartened smile you made your way back to the tucked away room where the bubbling first year resided munching on popcorn with the punch bear tucked close to his chest. Maneuvering around the room you picked up the silenced phone which had overflooded with texts from Yuuta asking who it was making you laugh.

“Yuji wanna meet my favorite person?”

“Your favorite person? Where are they?”

Climbing into the empty spot besides him you unlocked your phone and clicked on the facetime icon next to Yuutas contact, a single ring was all it took for his tired face to pick up, his eyes narrowing at the pink haired boy next to you.

“Yuuta meet Itadori Yuji!” stretching your arm out to capture the both of you on screen you saw Itadoris excited smile reflecting in the camera.

“Like Okkotsu Yuuta? The super strong Yuuta?” snatching the phone from your hands Itadori rambled on and on about how everyone spoke so highly about him and how excited he was to meet him in person.

Chattering away with your boyfriend you smiled fondly, picking up his odd nature earlier you knew something had bothered him. The contagious grin on Itadoris face had the corners of his lips turning up.

“Y/N Senpai said you were her favorite person too!”

“F-favorite?!”

“Aaha that’s enough Yuji!” pushing at his shoulder seemed to finally break his concentration as the bear was awoken from low cursed energy output and effectively knocked the first year out as a result.

“Whoops, thats a bruise in the making”

“I’m glad I got to meet Itadori”

“Really now? You didn’t seem to happy when I mentioned him earlier”

“I just miss is all, it’s hard seeing you have so much fun with everyone that’s not me..” pulling the phone closer to your face you frowned at the somber look on his face.

“I have fun with you Yuuta! I cant wait for you to come back but even just calling with you now has me all giddy” cheeks flushing at your comment you watched Yuuta fiddle with his screen before pointing the camera at his heated face.

“I cant wait to see you”

“Me neither”

#requests #fics #yuta okkotsu x reader #yuuta okkotsu x reader #okkotsu yuuta x reader #okkotsu yuuta #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk x you

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kaashiboo · 3 years

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Hey! Heres a scenario for you, how would Suga and/or Bokuto react to their s/o coming out as asexual?

-salmon

haikyuu boys reacting to their s/o coming out as asexual!

┇ suga and bokuto

→ fluff

gn!reader

【warnings: none】

✎ a/n: AAAHH thank you so much for the request! hope this one's okay salmon anon (why does it lowkey sound cute adjsjs).

and to my lovely asexuals out there, i love you all so much!

suga

"are you okay?" suga noticed how quiet you were the whole time you two were walking around the park. he looks at you worriedly, squeezing your hand that made you stare at him.

"yeah," you forced a smile but of course he wasn't buying any of it so he offered the two of you to sit on the swing that was fortunately long enough for the both of you to fit in.

he never let go of your hand and he even sways the swing lightly with his foot back and forth.

"kōshi," you said, swallowing the lump in your throat as you felt beads of sweat start to form on your forehead.

"hm?"

"i have something to tell you," suga felt nervous but he knows that you're feeling twice as nervous as him so he started to rub circles on the back of your hand soothingly.

"go ahead, sweetheart."

"i really don't know how you'd react but i still want to be honest with you. kōshi, i'm... asexual." your voice trailed off, hoping that he heard you but at the same time you wished he didn't.

silence.

"are you not gonna say anything..?" you tilt your head in confusion and he finally looks at you, the sparkles in his eyes that scream adoration never left and you felt a bit relieved about it.

"was i supposed to say something? sugar, if you think that my love for you has lessened because of that, then you're wrong. i am so grateful that you trust me enough and i would always alwaaays love you no matter what. i'm so proud of you, sugar."

he steadied his feet on the ground before leaning forward to kiss the tip of your nose.

as soon as he pulled away, he chuckled at you, "here." he offered a tissue and you wiped your forehead.

bokuto

you sat in between bokuto's legs. the two of you were casually sitting on the floor of your room, facing your large mirror.

you observed how your boyfriend's tongue was slightly stuck out as he tries to braid your hair in different styles.

you glanced at your phone. staring intently at your notes app where you wrote a checklist of the things you want to experience and do with bokuto within the month (you two set new goals every month so a relationship with bokuto was never boring)

and at the very end of that note,

☐ come out to kou.

you bit your bottom lip in nervousness. you feel like this is the right time after being with him for more than a year. you definitely did not want to hide this from him forever.

you inhaled sharply, bracing yourself for what's about to happen.

"kou?" you called his attention and he made quick eye contact with you through the mirror.

"why? am i tugging on your hair too hard? oh no, baby i'm so—"

"no no no, kou. it's fine. you can continue. i just wanted to tell you something." you cut him off, not wanting to worry him even more.

"oh, okay! you can tell me anything, y/n!" he patted your hair lightly.

"you know how some people are attracted to the same gender?" he hummed in response.

"attracted in a way that they're really not sexually attracted..." you tried to elaborate. not wanting to overwhelm him with the topic.

"don't hesitate, love. i know those!" he proudly said and you smiled at how genuine he was.

"well, i'm asexual which means—"

"you don't feel any sexual attraction to anyone." he softly interrupted and you meekly nodded at him

"i would understand if you find someone else, you know." you reassured but the thought of your boyfriend being happy in someone else's arms made your heart shatter.

he quietly stood up and you took that opportunity to sit with crossed legs.

bokuto kneeled in front of you and pulled you into a hug.

"baby, please don't say that," he sadly whispered.

"i love you for who you are, 'kay? and besides, i can always show you my love in different ways!" he paused and pulled away from the hug.

"like cuddling! oh and kisses as well! and i would also take you out on dates." he excitingly listed down the things you could possibly do and suddenly, all the doubts that filled your mind a while ago had magically disappeared just from seeing how understanding your boyfriend is.

"OH Y/N!" he exclaimed, causing you to be surprised. bokuto has his index finger up as if he just remembered something very important.

"what is it, kou?"

"aren't asexual people called ace too?" he clasped his hand, hoping he remembered the correct information and as soon as he saw you nod, he became even more excited and you watched him, confused.

"then that means we're both an ace! well— in different ways but still an ace! that's so cool, don't you think?" bokuto grinned and you couldn't help but tear up a bit.

"yes, love. we're both an amazing ace!" you laughed. the burden of being rejected for being different from others finally lifted off your shoulders.

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docholligay · 3 years

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Hi Doc! I'm looking to buy a nice wine to celebrate with tonight and I've got about $100 set aside for it. Is that enough to buy a good wine with, or should I splurge a little more? I'm not necessarily looking for a high alcohol content, but I'm not afraid of that either; I'm looking for something that tastes lovely and goes well with fish. Do you have any recommendations?

Wine Anon: Ok so I consulted my co-celebrator and here are some answers!

I thought we were doing a fancy dinner but we're getting a bunch of sushi with some appetizers (edamame, maybe some oysters.) We aren't doing dessert with dinner tonight. We are eventually going to do a 3 course dinner with dessert, and we will be getting several bottles so I'll def have to come back to you for that!

I'm very new to wine, I know that I like rosé and some sweet whites? The last white that I got that I liked was a pear wine from Olive Garden (I know, I am the Haruka of my relationship.) It was actually the wine that convinced me to not give up on trying new wines! I think I'd only had a few up until then and they were dreadful. I think I don't like dry?

Wine comments from my so: dry, woody, not sweet, not leggy, anything he can taste the tannins in is a no-go so no reds? He favors white but he won't say no to a good rosé. His first wine love was a 5y Sauvignon Blanc he had at a some fancy rich dude's party when he was 17 so he can't recall the name haha. He mentioned New Zealand and Chilean wines were good.

If it comes down to it, I don't mind getting a good bottle heavily favoring his tastes (we're doing this for him) but if you can think of 2 bottles that we'd both separately like, I wouldn't mind that either.

Thank you so much for your help!

First of all, congrats to your mancandy for knowing the difference between tannic and dry. There's a huge misconception that dry means tannic, and they're totally different things. I assume it's because tannins have a sort of dryish feel in the mouth. Anyhow, I DO want to argue the fact that reds are exclusively tannic--there are plenty of low tannin reds--but that's another post, as red wouldn't really go with what you were eating unless we were really trying to make it stretch.

Secondly, all of this assumes that you have no interest whatsoever in sake. I LOVE sake, and it's my always go to for sushi, and my frequent go-to for light fish dishes in general. But it's not super accessible, and some (wrong) people flat do not like it.

Thirdly THANK YOU SO MUCH for just giving me a goddamn number!! My least favorite word on EARTH is "affordable." It's meaningless. Just tell me your number! I may not be able to HELP you, but I won't JUDGE you. For anything you need help finding. So bless you, and it was a MAJOR reason I decided to answer this. Whites tend to be cheaper (unless they are Champagne) for a wide variety of reasons, so I don’t think MUCH on this list will hit about 35-40.

A note: Unless something is WIDELY available commercially, I just recommend TYPES of wine. I would go into your local wine store and ask for these varietals, depending on which one you choose. They may even be able to help select one to go with fish!

So for him, I DO recommend a Sauvignon Blanc, or another high acid wine. The fish used in sushi is mostly fatty and rich, for fish, and these high acid wines give a real element of freshness and even slightly of salt.

You want to know one of my favorite SBs? It's actually something you can get at the goddamn COSTCO, Kim Crawford SB. I don't know if I would call it an OCCASION wine, depending on how we think of things, but it is special enough to be a Shabbat wine in my family, I think you can get it in most grocery stores, and it never disappoints.

If you want SB, but not though, I'd go with a Fume Blanc, which is one of my favorite wines no one seems to know. Fume Blanc is SB, honestly, but made in the US, and pretty much always highly oaky and dry. I love it, but I love that oak shit. Fume Blanc is hard to find nowadays, because of declining knowledge of the name, winemakers are just labeling stuff " Sauvignon Blanc" which, yeah, it's the same grape, but I like to know which SBs have seen some oak, you know? Anyway, I like the rich oakiness paired with salmon rolls especially!

If you want to go with something TOTALLY different that I think he'd like, I think that a Muscadet is going to have a lot of those same flavors while giving him something different. It's BONE DRY, and the acids from it are going to give a lot of those same pleasant associations as SB. A good Muscadet is probably the most expensive thing on this list.

My favorite budget sushi wine, period, is Ovum Big Salt. You are not looking for budget wine, but if you ever are like me and eating buy one get one half off rolls while reading a book, I love Big Salt. It's a Riesling-Gewurztraminer (Somehow I doubt I spelt that second one correctly) blend that legitimately has strong salt overtones. It's also great with coconut shrimp. (Come to think of it, dry Riesling would be a good pairing with this, too)

For you!

Sweeter wines are tougher to pair with sushi than his tastes, but that shouldn't say at all that it's impossible! If you like something labeled pear wine at the Olive Garden (ahahahaha I'm sorry but ahahaha) the wines you like are probably not just sweet in a WINE sense, but probably TRULY sweet.

So I'm going to push you a little bit! These are sweet in the wine category, or if you’re the sort of person who doesn’t eat a lot of sugar, but they aren’t like...fucking moscato or something. A bit more refined, a bit more elegant, and a good way to move into developing your palate, while not being OVERTLY challenging for a newbie.

My wife is at times (often) a Haruka Lite, just one calorie, and moving her to a better and wider palate, I’ve had a lot of luck with bubbles. I think because they are widely fun in their own right, and give another quality to what might otherwise be a too-straight-on glass of wine, so that’s the direction I went here.

Prosecco, specifically a demi-sec. Demi-sec is the sweetest variety of prosecco, and I confess I give this to you more to try and put you on the path of expanding your wine palate than as a specific pairing--like I said, sweets are hard--and you’ll almost certainly need to go to a wine shop to find a version that is both demi-sec and GOOD, which is doable but not easily accessible*.

Now if you want something I ACTUALLY think goes with sushi, I recommend Cremant. Cremant is champagne, made in France, not made IN Champagne. It’s the same shit. It offers a lot of the complexity and delight of Champagne without the cost (Champagne is ALSO a lovely choice! But I generally recommend that if you’re both drinking the same bottle.) I think it’s one of the greatest secrets of the wine world--it’s not like the French terroir outside of Champagne sucks. You will almost certainly have to get this in a wine shop, as it’s not well known by people casually (which is a goddamn shame) in America--the UK tends to have a wider range of them.

I L O V E Cremant. Love. A favorite bubbly. Maybe my favorite, actually? I mean I love Chapagne but like, I have a baby and a mortgage and a budget. And Champagne goes great with sushi! Cremant is, I find, a little less intense than Champagne, which I think will be really good for you as a “beginner” and also the price point tends to be SO APPROACHABLE. Anyway on this one I actually DO have a couple brand recs, because this a thing I drink A LOT, and I’m going to break my ruling about not reccing certain brands ahaha.

J. Laurens Cremant de Limoux --I think this bottle is like 20 bucks locally? It IS more Brut (dry) but I still think it’s really nice, with a citrusy quality that pairs really good with richer fish

Kuentz-Bas Cremant d'Alsace-- I fucking love this bottle. It’s 25, I think, bucks, at my local wine shop. It’s almost...creamy? I know that sounds insane but I can’t think of a better word. I love Alsatian wine in general though. This is a really nice, light wine that I think pairs with TONS of stuff, and would be good with a wide variety of sushi styles.

I had a really amazing Rosé Cremant years ago that had a quality of sweetness to it, but I bought it in a goddamn Tesco in London and so I DOUBT you can find it here. I have it written down in my travel journal though, I think.

ANYWAY I HOPE THIS HELPS SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG.

*This puts me in mind of the One Good Moscato I have ever had, at Alinea (in and of it itself one of the highlights of my life) where it was still too sweet for me personally, but I could recognize the complexity and mastery in the glass. I was shit shocked. Someone remind me to ask @keyofjetwolf what it was, I think she wrote it down, and as I recall it was not a spendy bottle, even.

#I need a tag for food stuff #I guess I'll just reblog this to the side blog #I love that this blog started off as a gay fic blog #and now has a huge food component #I just realized this says tonight and is no longer useful to you #SORRY MY BABY HAD SHOTS IT TOOK ME TWO DAYS TO FINISH THIS

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makeusfreefromthisfandom · 4 years

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Anon asked: Can I request a scenario or one-shot of Ikuya's s/o cooking & they want him to taste it? So they feed him, unknowingly hvg an audience & you can choose whoever was watching just teasing & cooing at how cute the couple were. Basically just some embarrassed & flustered Ikuya content! 😁😉 Thank you for your time admin rose! 🌹

I live for this 😆

Sorry this took so long anon! Requests: Closed

Say Ahh | Ikuya Kirishima x Reader

Genre: fluff, drabble

“Did you call me?” Ikuya leaned over the counter, trying to get a better look at the contents on the stove.

“Yeah! I wanted you to try this!” You bring a big wooden spoon up to his mouth, prompting him. Ikuya began to move his arm up, but you gently swiveled the spoon away from his reach.

You let out a tsk, “Just say ahhh” you smile at him gingerly. Ikuya furrowed his brows, looking around swiftly, before opening his mouth and letting out a tiny ‘ahh’.

“That’s right Ikuya, say ahhh” Ikuya jumped, just in time to catch a glimpse of salmon pink hair and the corner of a black lens.

“K-Kisumi!” Ikuya flushed a bright color upon seeing himself being recorded, stuttering and mumbling incoherent things while you gripped onto the counter, trying to contain your laughter. Ikuya stood there for awhile, processing the events, but upon seeing the camera still recording, Ikuya reached for the wooden spoon in your hand and darted off towards the kitchen entrance.~

#Ikuya Kirishima #ikuya kirishima x reader #ikuya x reader #free!#free! x reader #free! imagines #free! scenarios #free! drabbles #free! oneshots #free! iwatobi swim club #free! dive to the future

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heartlessfujoshi · 3 years

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HI HI HELLO SENPAI. anon-chan-san-kouhai here. do you like sukufushi? bec boy do i love sukufushi. if you have the time please write some sukufushi! "Did I go in too fast?" your sukufushis are so dericious thank you senpai! THIS KOUHAI LAVAS U!

HELLO, OF COURSE I WILL FILL THIS REQUEST FOR YOU MY ANONCHANSANSENPAI. SEE WHAT I DID THERE? ;) I HOPE YOU LIKE WHAT I CAME UP WITH FOR THIS REQUEST. (/o\)

Title: Frolicking in the Forest Fandom: JJK Pairing: SukuFushi (Fushiguro Megumi x Sukuna) Rating: Explicit (NSFW - Public Sex - Established Relationship) Word Count: 2,095 Prompt: “Did I go in too fast?”

Summary: The students are sent into the nearby forest to find a curse in the area.

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Outings to the forest outside of their campus tend to always go a bit awry, and today seems to be the same as the last time the teachers had decided it would be a good idea to put them out into a real world situation. Luckily for Megumi, he’s with both Panda and Toge, far away from the one person that he secretly wants to be paired with but prefers not to be when they’re stuck in a group situation like this for reasons.

“Shh.” Panda stops walking and holds up his fist, Megumi rolling his eyes but stops as he abides by the second year student. “I think I hear something.”

“Could it be the others?” Megumi really doesn’t want to waste that much time doing this exercise. If he knows Gojo, he knows that there is probably a minor curse floating around that doesn’t necessitate all of them going on this hunt. But because their sensei is lazy, they’ve all been appointed to this task to make his life easier. “Or do you think you’ve found something?”

“Salmon.” Toge comments, his mouth hidden behind his school uniform.

Megumi is about to ask Panda again, as he has yet to respond, when there’s a loud crash that happens to the left of where they’re standing. Megumi sighs when he sees it’s the other two first years, who have been fighting with one another and it looks like Nobara has got the upper hand on Yuuji. His best friend looks up at him and grins. “Hey, Fushiguro!”

“We’re not finished!” Nobara yells at him as he gets up from the ground and brushes himself off, leaving her to fall hard on the group. “You asshole!”

Yuuji stands in front of him, the grin staying on his face. “You guys find anything yet?”

“No, not yet.” Megumi tries not to be bothered by the fact that they’ve stumbled upon these two, when he’s purposely been trying to keep his distance. “You guys?”

“Nothing!” Yuujii looks around. As he turns his head, Megumi feels his stomach roll as he sees a very distinct mouth appear on Yuuji’s cheek, his heart pounding fast as he realizes that he isn’t going to be able to get away easily now that a certain curse knows he’s here. “Hey, you wanna go check that area over there with me?” His best friend points to an area of the forest they’d yet to approach. “Kugisaki can go with Panda and Toge, can’t you, Kugisaki?”

“Bento.” Toge shrugs his shoulders as he looks up at Megumi.

“Fuck off! You’re going to ditch me so you two can be the ones to find the curse?” Nobara shakes her head. “No way. I’m coming with you. It’ll be the three of us. That way, we can all take credit to putting an end to this stupid madness that Gojo-sensei is subjecting us to.”

Any other time Megumi would whole-heartedly agree with her statements, but after seeing the curse make its appearance to him he knows he has to refuse. “It’s fine. We won’t be long. We’ll meet up with you closer to school.” Megumi looks at Yuuji, who is looking as happy as can be. “Come on, Itadori. Let’s go.”

“Don’t have too much fun without us!” Yuuji calls out to the others as they separate from them. “Do you think we’ll be able to find it soon?”

Biting his lip, Megumi shrugs his shoulders. “Who knows. This forest is huge, and it could be hiding anywhere. Frankly, I don’t think there’s a curse out here at all.”

“My, my - you’re becoming quite the expert, aren’t you, Fushiguro-kun?”

Megumi stops walking as he hears the curse speak to him in a way that could almost be considered praise. It isn’t something he’s used to hearing come from the most powerful curse in existence, and if it’s complimenting him in a way that it might not to any other human, he has to have a little bit of pride to enjoy it. “Am I right? Is there no curse?”

“None that I can sense.” Sukuna steps closer to him, the black markings on the vessel’s face letting him know that his best friend is no longer in control. “Why don’t we make good use of our time, and have ourselves a little fuck?”

The question should surprise him, but he knows that Sukuna has a certain appetite. His own sexual need has its limits and right now, this suggestion is screaming at him that it’s a bad idea. No good can come of this if they attempt to do something, where any of the other students could happen upon them. How the hell is he going to explain to Nobara why Sukuna is fucking him in a way that won’t make it sound like he’s insane. “No.” He says, shaking his head firmly. “It’s too risky.”

“That’s what makes it fun, little one.” A long black nail touches his chin, forcing him to look up into ruby red eyes as he stares up at the curse. “Don’t deny me now, Megumi. I can smell your hormones. I know you’re just as horny for a little action as I am.”

“Sukuna, we can’t.” He tries to reason with the curse, which he knows is a horrible idea. “Please.”

He soon finds himself pressed up against a tree, those fierce menacing red eyes staring down at him with a look of disdain in them. “Who do you think you are, telling me no?” The vessel’s body presses close to his own, Sukuna putting its knee between his thighs. He bites back a moan as Sukuna pushes upwards, forcing himself to admit that he’s thoroughly turned on by all of this. “Nobody tells me no. Not even you, little one.”

Preparing himself for more verbal lashing, he’s surprised when he feels Sukuna seal its mouth over his own, kissing him hard. He drops his hands onto the vessel’s shoulders, pulling the curse closer to him as he grinds himself down onto its knee, no longer trying to hold anything back. If they catch them, then so be it. He’ll figure out an excuse later. Right now all he wants to do is feel the curse inside of him, and he knows that it wants the same from him.

He pulls his head away from Sukuna, breathing hard as he stares up at it with lust burning through his veins. “I can’t stop you, can I? What if I promise to make you come as much as you want by only using my mouth?” He doesn’t mind sucking the curse off, and in fact thoroughly enjoys it, but he knows that the curse has a stamina that his mouth isn’t really used to and Megumi usually gives up after making the curse come once.

“Tempting, but no.” Sukuna grabs a hold of him, and turns him around to face the tree with no warning. The pants he’s wearing get pulled down, exposing just his ass to the elements as he feels the curse’s thick endowment push up against his entrance. “I want you, and I want you now, Megumi.”

There’s only so much that his body can take, and when Sukuna thrusts its cock into his body, Megumi’s knees almost buckle from the incredible pain that shoots through his body at the rough entry. He makes a pained noise, unable to stop himself as he holds tight to the tree, trying to convince his mind that the pain is temporary and will go away soon, but right now all he feels is that thickness, forcing its way deeper into his body without the proper aid of lubricant.

“Did I go in too fast?” The curse purrs into his ear, Megumi biting his lip as he refuses to let the curse know it has hurt him. “Surely you can take it, little one. I know you’re growing to enjoy the pain I bestow onto your body. This is another one of those times.”

A shift of the curse’s hips, and now the thickness is penetrating him at a different angle, this time at a depth that is much more pleasurable. He releases a bawdy moan, unable to stop himself as he finds that hit of pleasure that the curse is always so willing to give to him. He keeps his hips still, letting Sukuna set the pace for the two of them, as his body willingly begins to accept the intrusion of his glorious cock. “I don’t like pain.”

“And I don’t tolerate liars.” Sukuna wraps its hand around the base of his throat, one of his little mouths now leaving a mark on the base of his neck as sharp little teeth sink down into his taut skin. “Do not lie to me, Megumi-kun. I know you’re becoming the masochist I want you to be.”

“Only because you’re a sadist.” He doesn’t bother to deny it this time as he knows it’s true. The more Sukuna opens his world, the more he realizes a lot of new things about himself. Like how he does enjoy these little bursts of pain that make the sex that much more incredible with him. “Now, f-finish fucking me before we get caught.”

“Whatever you wish, little one.” The curse chuckles low into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine at the noise.

He tosses his head back as Sukuna puts its hand around his cock, stroking him off with his palm that also contains a small mouth that covers his cock in saliva. Sukuna drills its cock deep inside of him, pinning him to the tree as his ass is taken hard and fast. Megumi can’t keep a hold on reality for much longer as the heat begins to rush through him. The hand on his cock moves to the tip and as soon as the small tongue in Sukuna’s palm starts to lick the slit, it’s a done deal. Megumi tries to scream through his orgasm, but the sound gets cut off by Sukuna returning its lips to his own as it kisses him hard, almost as hard as his cock that continues to pound into him. He feels himself come once, and then immediately after he experiences a second full blown orgasm as Sukuna’s cock pushes right up against his prostate. Two seconds later, and the curse is spilling its load deep inside of his body, Megumi going limp as his body can’t handle the pleasurable assault.

Leaning against the tree, he doesn’t do a damn thing as Sukuna pulls out and sort of cleans him up. “I can hear the others. It seems that this search has been called off.” Sukuna comments, helping Megumi get his pants back in order. “If you don’t leave now…”

“This is why….I didn’t want to do anything.” It’s a serious struggle for him. Megumi can fight powerful curses and rely on his use of his energy, but this - this is entirely different. “You never listen.”

“You liked it.” Sukuna pulls him against its body and kisses him again, this time with a tenderness that Megumi melts into. “Be good. I’ll see you again soon.” The curse winked, and then stepped away from him, far enough away that it wouldn’t raise an alarm to his best friend.

Yuuji turns to him and yawns. “What’s going on? Did we find it? Is that why I feel so out of it right now?”

“No, we didn’t. But the search has been called off.” Megumi points back to their campus. “Let’s go, before we get caught in something out here.”

“Okay, Fushiguro!”

The trek back to campus doesn’t take very long, but Megumi is still feeling the aftereffects of having such a powerful encounter with Sukuna. He knows that he should tell the curse no more often, if it gets the curse into that kind of possessive mood. Megumi’s cheeks flush at the thought of it, and then he shakes it off as he heads into the dormitory with Yuuji. Maybe the next time he gets to spend some alone time with Sukuna, they’ll have to explore these new masochistic tendencies he’s starting to lean towards. If anyone is going to be able to show him how good that can be, it will be Sukuna. Smiling to himself, he joins his two friends as they sit in the common area together and complain about their afternoon. More like, he listens to Yuuji and Nobara complain, while he thinks about Sukuna - but they don’t need to know that.

XxX

Cross-posted to AO3

#sukufushi #my writing #fanfic #drabble request

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shunsuiken · 4 years

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Rengoku discovers that his s/o happens to be good friends with Giyuu and becomes jealous? (Yes Giyuu has a friend he deserves one 😔) hcs plz!

pls this is so cute omg thank u anon <3

jealous kyojurou hcs.

OKAY this was an interesting friendship

you had no idea you were able to befriend somebody like tomioka giyuu

and when you did it was due to the love of salmon daikon you both shared

so you two would talk about it during pillar meetings (yes you’re a pillar too you stronk human) and its so cute to see someone who is usually quiet speak a lot about something they loved

from the corner of kyojurou’s eyes, he watched as you and his comrade spoke of something he didn’t really hold much interest in

and its cool yknow like youre talking to new people and kyo’s not against that

he loves that youre able to befriend people with diff personalities, not everybody is able to do that

and its not like he doubts you or anything but he did become a little concerned when he found out that you had regular tea time with the water pillar

(which is mainly because giyuu had zero friends and you wanted to be one of the first)

he noticed that you spoke to tomioka a lot when he wasn’t part of the conversation and that is simply due to your kind nature of making sure no one felt left out

giyuu was really grateful of your kindness btw he just doesn’t know how to express that yet

kyojurou is confident about you and him, everyone was aware of the relationship you both had together and respected it

but kyo couldn’t help but feel a little envious whenever you hung out with the water pillar while he was out on missions

and he realised that he began feeling this way when he unknowingly popped into a conversation between you and giyuu after bumping into some other pillars

youre happy to see your lover speaking to giyuu, youre literally happy to see anyone hold a conversation with giyuu actually

hes just a really lonely dude and you couldn’t stand the fact that he was actually that fucking lonely

“tomioka! how are you today?” “i’m fine rengoku. how are your missions?” “i’ve been holding up well!” and the convo goes on and on to the point you almost blanked out

what you hadn’t realised earlier on was how close kyojurou was standing next to you and how your back kinda felt warm..

oh my god

you analysed the situation and understood it in a flash, you bit in a grin, kyo was jealous

it was only after your conversation with giyuu that you decided to confront kyo about it

“sooo what was that about, kyo?” you tiptoed, leaning your face towards his for a second

“what was what, love?” he’d act, totally denying the fact that he was jelly

“i saw that earlier yknow! tell me whats up”

he’d look away. “i didn’t know you had tea time with tomioka.” you almost combusted at the way his lower lip was jutted outwards, making him look like he was pouting (pls omg hes so cute)

“aww hey!! its a friendly thing between us,” you sighed, “i definitely should’ve told you earlier though...”

“don’t worry about that, i just felt a little left out since i’ve been on missions repeatedly for the last two weeks.” kyo explained. “so seeing you hang out with tomioka instead of me... ah, i felt bad for myself.”

you frowned, tugging on his sleeve. “don’t feel bad for yourself. you’re protecting people from the demons! if anything you should feel proud to be able to protect as many as you could in a short amount of time.”

“i just really missed you,” he muttered, taking ahold of your hand.

you tiptoed to give him a kiss at the corner of his mouth. “likewise. how about we have dinner at my estate?”

his expression had switched almost immediately. “of course! let’s head to the village first though, i wanna show you something i saw while i was there on a mission.”

and for the rest of the day, he literally did not let go of your hand snkjsdks

#kimetsu no yaiba #rengoku kyojurou #kyojurou rengoku #rengoku kyojuro x reader #kyojurou x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kny x reader #kny headcanons #kny hcs #kny imagines #kny fluff #kimetsu no yaiba fluff #kny scenarios

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goodvibesprompttime · 3 years

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EEEEE I adore the second sickly head cannons! ^o^

Thank you for allowing me to be 🍄 !! I love this little blog and cant wait until it blows up! But until then >_>

Maybe some hybrid cannons? Like how Sam is a creeper hybrid, Fundy being a fox/part salmon (no matter how much he denies it) Technos piglin blood, Phil along with Tommy&Wils avian bloodline, Sapnaps blazyness. Ya know just some domestic head cannons, like how they’d relax and unwind, and taking care of their hybrid side?

Hello again my 🍄-y anon! Your words are too kind to me! I don’t think my little corner of tumblr will ever “blow up” - but I like bringing ideas for anyone who sees them!

If you saw someone I didn’t include, or want to see more people on the DSMP, I ill happily make a part 2!

TLDR:

Sam spends his time taking care of stray cats and raccoons(and technically adopted one he named Punk)

Fundy likes baths and honoring his mom

Sapnap just wants a lava bath and to be with his fiancés

Techno likes his hair being played with and to look like the cover of a dark academia novel

Avian bois have different opinions on their wings

Phil is an old man

Wilbur is emotionally detached

Tommy is just trying to take life slow and live that sweet, sweet cottage/goblincore life

When he was younger, Sam was terrified of cats - full phobia, always running away, scared that, even though he’s a hybrid, that the cats sharp claws will pierce his skin too much and cause him to explode. While this won’t kill him, it... hurts....

However, when Sam met Ponk, Ponk introduced him to cats, Sam became less afraid of them, and even takes care of the stray cats(and raccoons) that are around the prison.

Sometimes, when the nights are especially rough, and being alone in the prison is too much to bare, Sam brings in a specific brown and orange stray cat - feeds it, takes care of it, let it get warm. He makes sure its fur isn’t matted, and their claws are clipped(not declawed, thankfully). And when the cat climbs into his arms, purring, Sam finds himself laughing at how he was once afraid of these adorable fluffballs.

BTW - he named the cat Punk.

Fundy takes frequent baths or else his fur gets dry and sometimes falls out, and his skin gets all scratchy and dry, and it’s very uncomfortable. Long baths with bubbles, a dim lighting, and some candles keep Fundy happy and relaxed. And when his thoughts get too loud, he plays music on his little radio.

Fundy also likes going to the sea and collecting seashells. They remind him of his mom, and how, before she, well, passed, she use to make him crowns of seashells, seaweed, and pearls. He also asks, whenever he comes across salmon(both common salmons and the merlings), for stories about his mother - if they knew her. She was a very sweet salmon merling, and Fundy has every story written down. Sometimes he reads them - in bed, in the bath, just by the fire, whenever he wants to feel closer to her.

He also carries around fae spoons (spoons made out of seashells and wiring)

Techno likes when Phil plays with his hair - its comforting, and while Techno isn’t really one for physical touch, he makes the exception for his close friends. When he’s stressed, you can tell cause he takes out his braid and starts messing with his hair. He messes with his hair a lot in prison, mostly cause it comforts him.

Techno does know how to braid too, although Phil’s hair is a little short (only about to his shoulder). Techno, as a hybrid, doesn’t have a lot of needs or demands, he tends to either relax with training or reading.

Don’t ever tell anyone else that he likes sitting by a fireplace, cozying up to Steven and/or Phil while they sleep/read to him. Add some tea or hot chocolate, and Techno will be hibernating early.

Sapnap + lava bath = happy blaze noises

Sapnap also loves cuddles with Karl, having small picnics/tea parties with Karl, laying his head in Karl’s lap while the time traveler tells stories and messes with his hair, can’t forget their small hikes, and collecting cool rocks for their shared collection, or having dinner with Karl.

He misses doing these things with Quackity too

Our avian bois!

Like all avians, the three have to preen and pluck their feathers to keep them healthy. They can either do this themselves or have help - although it’s a little bit emotionally difficult because, well, you know why you shouldn’t touch your bird’s wings. Lovers/Partners and sometimes very close friends and family can help with preening and plucking - parent avians teach their children how to, after all. But, there are some avians who don’t have such feelings or don’t associate those feelings with wing-touching.

Anyways - Phil finds plucking and preening relaxing, Wilbur finds it a chore but can’t help but to relax and calm the f*ck down when someone helps him, and both are calming stims for Tommy.

Phil will mostly do both by himself, but sometimes he asks Techno to help.

Wilbur did both by himself after Sally’s death, and it’s incredibly taboo for him for others to help - he is an avian that associates wing-touching with *ahem*, and has slapped Quackity during an argument when the casino-owner accidentally slapped his hand against them. That ended the argument quickly.

Tommy isnt as big a hugger as he once was. It’s not that he associates wing-touching with *ahem*, its just that he doesn’t want to bother people. He’s traumatized and this is his stim - he’ll deal with it. It doesn’t help that his wings are under-developed. (Tubbo has helped him before, and, once, Tubbo was having a panic attack and Tommy helped him calm down by having Tubbo pluck his feathers. According to Tubbo, they are very soft)

Individually?

Phil likes relaxing with tea and a good puzzle, taking the dogs on a walk, sometimes riding Bob(Steve’s... brother or boyfriend polar bear) through the forest. Sometimes all you need is peace and quiet.

Wilbur still loves making music, but he doesn’t really have any healthy way to relax. Except, maybe, taking naps hugging a pillow tightly.

Tommy has a few ways to unwind and relax. Gardening is his big one, painting, trying a new hobby (like embroidery, knitting, crochet, painting, poetry, learning to mimic bird calls), playing games with Shroud, watching the sunset, watching the stars, reading, rearranging his very goblincore clay figures for the 100th time. He has a lot of free time, he has to use it somehow. He’s taking life slow.

But Tommy’s favorite way to rewind?

Mediation. (and sometimes shifting to his desired realities)

Some of his desired realities include the OSMP (but he hasn’t shifted there in a long time), his “funniest videos”, and this strange thing called MCC?

#dsmp #dream smp #ask

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peachyydesires · 4 years

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cough syrup and sweater weather for kai please? (thank you so much for doing these, i love seeing them)

hi there anon!! your welcome ofc, and i’m glad that you like seeing them! here are your headcanonss

Cough Syrup (How would they take care of their s/o if they got sick?)

If his s/o were to get sick, Kai would care to their every possible need. He’d probably fuss over the little things, even if his s/o reassured him that they were fine. He’d cook a lot, making all sorts of large meals such as soup, oatmeal, salmon, salad, even homemade teas just to try and speed up the healing process. He’d remind his s/o every so often to hydrate, even waking them up during their naps for a quick water break. He’d also have a lot of herbal remedies that he’d politely insist on trying, but if his s/o insists on regular medicine he’ll run to the store just for them.

In all honesty he’d probably run out of ingredients in his pantry after the second day, forcing him to leave his s/o for a bit. He’d get paranoid and worry about his partner the entire time, calling them every few minutes to make sure they’re okay. If his s/o is sleeping and doesn't pick up the phone, he’d full on panic inside even though on the outside he seems completely calm and collected. He’ll rush home only to find them peacefully sleeping, all cuddled up in stacks of blankets and sheets. A quick peck on the forehead would be enough for him, and there’s a very rare chance that he’ll catch what his s/o has after the next couple of days.

Sweater Weather (How would they react to their s/o wearing their clothes?)

The first time Kai would catch his s/o wearing his clothes would probably be when he gets back from the grocery store or comes downstairs to his partner cooking while wearing his apron. He usually never takes his apron off, but of course the one few times he does his s/o snatches it as a surprise. He doesn't know how to react at first, as he’s rather aloof and doesn’t know whether his partner just needed an apron so they could cook or they needed clothes to wear (“D-Darling, do you need anything?” “Did I forget to do the laundry again sweetheart or…” “Would you like an apron for yourself?”); but when his s/o turns around with a teasing yet gentle smirk on their face as they explain they just wanted to wear his apron, he’d flush lightly and probably have to excuse himself from the room unless his s/o closed the distance between them (bonus points if they’re only wearing the apron underneath)

From then on, he still wouldn’t be able to get quite used to his s/o wearing his clothes as each time would be a surprise to him. Whether it be his apron or his sweaters, it’ll take him awhile to understand the real meaning behind his s/o wanting to wear his clothes (no not for the dirty reasons). He’ll often ask whether his partner needs the laundry done again, considering they’re breaking into his closet for clothes; he’s just a bit slow when it comes to these actions of affection, so it’d be best if his s/o just explained to him straight up so he could understand better and start offering up his clothes out of the blue.

#song lyric sentence starters #yttd #kai satou #kai satou x reader #yttd kai #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #yttd imagines #yttd imagine #yttd headcanons #yttd fluff #woah didn't realize how cute kai was until now #is this what i smell as a new crush??#peachy writes too much pt 2

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thisgirlsays22 · 3 years

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Thank you for tagging me @seik-o !!

RULES: Answer 30 questions and tag ANY NUMBER OF PEOPLE YOU WANT I GUESS BUT I’M NOT GOING TO JUST KNOW THAT I WOULD LOVE IF YA DID IT AND TAGGED ME SO I CAN SEE WHAT SHOWS YA LIKE ETC.

Name/Nickname: Ariel/Aer

Gender: she/her

Star sign: pisces

Height: 4′11

Time: I started filling this in the morning and then finished at night so

Birthday: 22 Feb

Favorite bands: I’m stuck in the 90s so I still listen to a lot of Third Eye Blind, Matchbox Twenty etc, but I’m also really into Bleachers right now.

Favorite solo artists: Liz Phair forever,

Song stuck in my head: Run by Delta Rae

Last movie: Soul, watched it last night and was sadly not blown away :(

Last show: Bridgerton

When did I create this blog: A few years ago

What I post: Writing resources/tips, random things I see and like, multi fandom stuff whether it’s a gif from a comedy I liked or ALL THE STEREK RN. I used to be more organised about side blogs but I’m lazy rn.

Last thing googled: Looking up Astolat’s awesome Due South Rayk vid

Other blogs: I have a side Geraskier blog @geralt-jaskier they are good boys

Do I get asks: I turned off anons because while sometimes I did get a lovely one about my fics, I mostly got weird/rude ones. They might go back on since those ppl probably lost interest again!

Why I chose my url: Dang I can’t remember where the username originally came from but I wanted to try to align my ao3 with my tumblr to be less confusing.

Following: 111

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Average hours of sleep: 7-8 hours

Lucky number: 22 & 222

Instruments: I used to play piano and flute

What am I wearing: Booty shots and one of my husband’s sweaters. Idk either that’s what was on the floor near my side of the bed when I got up

Dream trip: So many but rn it’s going to Japan again but this time with my lifelong bff and her cousin and his wife who are freaking awesome. We were supposed to go in May but ya know PANDEMIC so hopefully we can reschedule bc that would truly be a dream.

Favorite food: sushi! Just like give me some fatty salmon or eel and I’ll be good to go

Nationality: american

Favorite song: this is not a fair question but Liz Phair’s Divorce Song always gets me

Last book read: I’m in the middle of a few diff ones now. Walking Sideways (which is a book about crabs) and The Art of War. Plus I have like 500 Sterek tabs open.

Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: Idk I’m overthinking it but like...does this mean the fictional world itself is super cool or specifically I could hang with the cast of characters I’m attached to? I really wanna fight the negaverse with Sailor Moon and live a confusingly unscience friendly life on the moon in the moon kingdom.

Favorite color: lavender

#personal #tag game

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paperbagpetrichor · 4 years

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can i request jotaro with an s/o who has a major affinity for cats and has a bunch of cat plushies and is also just like one and is super gentle and quiet and lazy n likes to take cat naps a lot in lap 🥺 👉👈 btw i love your writing its always so eloquent

[ Thank you so much, lovely anon! I loved this request so much, it was very fun to write, and thank you again for your compliment ;;u;; I apologize for the wait and hope you enjoy! ]

The first time Jotaro visited your residence was fairly early in your relationship (at least, you supposed as much - you hadn’t been with very many people, especially as of late, with your transfer to your new boyfriend’s school). It wasn’t so much that people appeared to dislike you, per se, or that you disliked people, but for you, spending time with one in silence was just as meaningful, if not more, than carrying on a conversation. Not many people agreed with that philosophy. And yet from day one, Jotaro seemed to be exactly the kind of person who understood you. Initially you were a bit intimidated by him. Everyone at school labeled him as a delinquent. He got into fights just about every other day, frequently skipped classes, and called his mother a bitch whenever he forgot his lunch and she brought it to class for him. But with time you found that he wasn’t as abrasive or aggressive as you had initially believed. The two of you sat next to each other in the majority of your classes, and eventually began eating together after his mother was out of town and he’d failed to bring a boxed lunch - or money to buy something from the cafeteria - to school. Tentatively, you had taken a seat next to him, and wordlessly reached into your bag. You returned with your bento box and opened it. Because of the way you shaped your salmon sashimi into small cat faces, eyes, nose, and mouth carefully shaped from shiso, you often had more than enough leftovers from the parts you’d cut off. They weren’t inherently pretty, but they were something. At least they tasted good enough. “Would you like some?” It seemed like your sudden words almost startled him, with almost being the key word.

He eyed you with something like curiosity, before giving a gruff noise of acceptance and taking the remnants of your food. His gaze never left the kitten-shaped food you ate. When he was finished, he surprised you equally by speaking to you for the first time. “Cats?”

You broke into a grin. “Of course. I love them.”

He stared at you for a moment, something flashing through his eyes and flowing through his veins, too quickly for even you, who had a rather strong affinity for sensing the emotions of others, to determine. Jotaro was a mystery in just about every sense of the word. Nevertheless, as he handed you the now-empty container back, he gave a brief noise of acknowledgement, followed by a rough “Thanks.”

From then on, the two of you fell into a comfortable ritual of sitting next to one another, then walking home with one another, and beginning to date. It was you who initially confessed. You had never taken the first step in any other relationship, but over the two years you had come to know him, you couldn’t deny your feelings for Jotaro, and, much to your surprise, apparently he couldn’t deny his feelings for you, either. He didn’t exactly say ‘I love you too, [y/n],’ but by Jotaro standards, it was quite a leap.

After a week into your official relationship, he’d sort of just invited himself into your place one evening after school. Apparently he was annoyed with his mother. All he asked was something along the lines of “Mind if I stay here for awhile?”

You shook your head and opened the door for him, and he was met with something he never thought he would see, including the encounter with his grandfather’s grandfather’s body attached to the head of an immortal vampire with a stand that could freeze time. As he made his way to your living room, he noticed that just about everything was cat-themed in one way or another, be it the pawprint curtains or the plush animals lining the mantle of the fireplace or the two cats that appeared, interested, around the doorway to your bedroom. Everything was a bit messy. But he didn’t mind. He wouldn’t say anything, of course, but even though it was eccentric for his tastes, he didn’t particularly mind it. Your cats were kind enough. As were you. And if this was an interest for you, well, good for you. What he equally didn’t expect was it to turn from something he found esoteric to something he understood, even found cute at times (of course, not that he ever expressed). But as the two of you spent more time together you began to get clear signals of his feelings. He was stoic as the high heavens, sure, but there were subtle changes when you invited him over, when your cats brushed against him, when he had to leave. Your house became somewhat of a second home for him, which was more than fine for you. You’d lived on your own since you had begun college, about a year and a half or so. Since the both of you went to the same school, and your house was closest to the university, what was once a day or so a month became a day or so a week, three days or so, until you invited him to move in. You weren’t entirely sure if he’d accept the offer. He thought on it for a day, although there really wasn’t all that much to think about. Anywhere was better than with his mother, and nowhere was better than with you, but it took him another day to get his meager possessions in order and another few to verbally agree with you. The next few days were filled with box after box of his things, although there weren’t too many. You helped him unpack nevertheless. With your combined power, you both were able to finish setting all of his things in their proper positions - practically swallowed by your cat memorabilia, especially in the bedroom - in less than a day. Admittedly you were dead tired. And although Jotaro wouldn’t admit it, you could sense he was a bit tuckered out himself. Of course, that was to be expected, after moving into a new place and then settling in all in the same day, still getting used to the new environment.

The two of you flopped down on the sofa, flicking on the television. “I hope this isn’t too bad for you,” you began slowly, a light dust of red coating your cheeks, equally from the physical exertion as from having the man you loved now sharing a home with you. “It isn’t all that much.”

“I don’t need too much room.” A pause, and then, “It’s nice here.”

Almost as if in response, the sweetest of your two cats, the boy - they were a pair of siblings, one calico girl and one marbled brown tabby boy, both of whom you’d rescued in high school - gracefully arched his way onto the couch, made his way to Jotaro, and rubbed against him vigorously, presenting his forehead to Jotaro and, upon receiving no contact in return, nuzzling at his hand until he’d practically lifted it off the furniture and onto his head. You grinned. “[Cat’s name] wants you to pet him,” you yawned, giving your cat a brief rub on the base of his ears in Jotaro’s stead.

Jotaro tilted his head and slowly, hesitantly, reached out to [cat’s name]. Within a few moments he was petting a furry, purry mess, melting under his touch and vibrating like a plane hitting a rather rough landing, the cat rolling on its back for the first time in Jotaro’s presence. “He hasn’t done this before.”

“It means he really trusts you,” you replied, raising your hands to your face in disbelief. Jotaro had begun to trust your cats over time, and, in turn, they had done the same. He hadn’t ever particularly gotten close with either of them, but he didn’t mind them, either. In fact, you could practically feel a small twitch of surprise from your boyfriend himself. Just as you were about to join in the festivities, your female cat jumped up beside you, maneuvering across your lap and spreading herself out on the armrest to your left. Her eyes watched the situation unfolding beneath her, but she didn’t join in. She was far shier than her brother. Nevertheless, she eventually made her way over, too, and soon enough both of Jotaro’s hands were engaged in gently stroking the animals.

The sight made your heart burst with affection. You leaned your head on his shoulder, only then realizing how tense your muscles were, unclenching them and sinking into him. “Thank you for giving them some love,” you giggled, noticing the small smile that had begun to form on his lips.

“I only have two hands, [y/n],” he replied, a hint of a chuckle in his usually emotionless voice, turning his attention to you. Your look of sheer joy warmed him suddenly, and the barely-visible grin on his face grew a little more prominent. “Both of your hands, however, are free.”

You yawned melodramatically, stretching as far back as you possibly could, hands grasping at the air before you let go, resting your arms across Jotaro’s legs and laying down upon them, your upper half supported by his surprisingly comfortable muscular body and your bottom directly in contact with the plush couch. Another stretched wracked your body, but this time as you returned to your position you took one hand and began to give a gentle chin scratch to your lovely little lady, who promptly purred before crossing Jotaro and curling up against your bent legs. “There. Now you have a free hand, too,” you joked.

Much to your surprise, his newly-freed hand found itself against the top of your head, gently running his fingers through your hair with the same softness he’d shown your cats, and despite yourself you snuggled into him deeper, practically purring with contentment as your tabby curled up beside you just in front of your chest, right atop Jotaro’s legs.

“I suppose I’m not going anywhere.”

“That’s not a bad thing,” you reprimanded gingerly, taking his hand in your own and lightly brushing your lips against it in a lazy kiss. “Say, Jotaro, you’re a little tired, too, aren’t you?”

He shook his head. “Not really.” But you noticed his drooping eyelids, the way such a rare smile still hung about his face, beautiful and radiating comforting happiness onto you.

You flipped over from your side to your back, so that your face was beneath his and you could maintain eye contact, returning his display of joy. “Have you ever tried a cat nap?”

“A…” he tilted his head, jaw shifting in thought, “...cat nap? Like [cat’s name] and [cat’s name] right now?”

With a shake of your head, you let out a laugh, a passive grin morphing its way onto your weary face. “No, for humans,” you gently corrected, flopping over once more, face pressed against his torso.

You could practically feel his muscular chest moving with his words. “Is that what you’re doing?”

“Yep,” you nodded, nuzzling against him, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him closer, taking his hands in yours and yawning. “You should take one with me.” The smile on your face was priceless. “Just fall asleep...stay like this for awhile. I think it’d be nice.”

He glanced away from you for a moment before relenting with a sigh, “Doesn’t sound too bad after moving. Or with you and your cat in my lap.” The last sentence was barely audible, but nevertheless reached your ears, and in a flash you had yours arms wrapped around his neck, giving him a sloppy but passionate kiss, only for him to correct your lips with his own, helping you settle back down once the two of you broke apart. You shifted into a comfortable position on his legs and he returned his hand, absentmindedly trailing his fingers from your scalp to your shoulders, leaning against his armrest.

“I love you,” you breathed as you began to drift off into sleep, eyes flickering closed.

“Have a nice rest, [y/n].”

“You too, Jotaro.”

Soon enough you were asleep. All four of you, curled up with one another, partaking in one giant, comfortable cat nap; a completed family, and the best one you could’ve asked for, at that.

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i dont like this school way so far oops ): but anyway, how do u think the kiddos would do with learning activities? like mama sits the boys down and virgils usin one of the writing practice pages and romans writing and its just cute and school 🐝

i'm sorry ur school wasn't that fun bee anon i hope you got to fee better now!!

this is s o c u t e

logan actually got into his caregiving role by introducing educational activities for patton to do with virgil and patton started convincing him to join in to until it got to a point where logan wasn't just part of the educational stuff he was just looking after vee in all the ways (except the ones that were exclusive to patton at the time eg. bottlefeeding)

but he felt a lot of confidence when virgil took well to the activities, even if it didn't always teach him in a way he remembered, they still always ended up having fun together

logan started with building blocks trying to get virgil to stack them to teach him fine motor function - little vee didn't want to stack them he wanted to hold them protectively against his chest and when he was trying to get vee to give him a block so he could show him how to stack, vee very gently took logans hand and pushed a block in it and closed logans fingers around it and pushed the hand back to logans chest, getting logan to copy him

logans heart burst and they abandoned the educational purpose of the game just so logan could tell vee what a good baby he was and thank you for sharing

there was the incident where logan tried to teach vee gravity by dropping his stuffies which ended up being doctor logan's hospital for stuffies, renowned for doctor logans magical healing kisses

when he saw virgil's colouring book for the first time he was held in awe by just how all encompassing virgils regression was. he knew it took over virgils mind entirely and that his body was similarly affected making him weaker and leas coordinated and highly unbalanced, but seeing how erratic and messy the colouring was just hammered it home all the more

(logan can actually track virgils age range going by his colouring too, it is always messy but vee tends to choose more than two colours if he's in his older range (which is still very young))

but he sees an oppurtunity and prints some baby worksheets - they may be a tiny bit advanced for his age range but only by a year or so so logan thinks its worth a try

the letters never get traced, though. when logan explains what vee needs to do and hands him a crayon and points to the paper virgil is very anxious and logan can't quite make out why

he does an example on his own, tracing over the letter A with a pink crayon, to show vee what to do and vee is a bit less shy but he doesn't copy logan. when he sees logan has drawn on the paper he smiles and starts scribbling on it to fill the paper up with purple crayon

Logan says 'vee, no that's not what i meant' and lifts his hand up from the page to stop him then his stomach sinks when virgil looks to him with sad eyes that quickly gloss over

'ah darn - it's okay, its all right vee you can colour the - no no don't cry i'm sorry you're allowed to - patton i require assistance'

so yeah educational activities with vee are a bit of a long shot becaus he's just too young, so they either end in tears or thorough confusion or in a cute baby game

roman would hate them honestly ahhsdhshg he's in his adult mindset, he knows how to write, he knows what the animals are, he knows.. enough math, so he gets grumpy when logan tries to do educational activities with him because it feels like logan is calling him dumb

that and sitting still and being quiet is Just Not It for roman

but when he catches an episode of the cat in the hat knows a lot about that it's pretty fun, he likes the character design and it's funny and entertaining

and he might just learn a few things from it that he spouts during his ramble at dinnertime

'did you know salmons have to swim back to their place of birth to lay their eggs?' 'oh that's very clever sweetie' 'nah i just saw it on the cartoon'

'bees have this wiggly dance they do to tell the other bees where the best honey is' 'you mean the best pollen?' 'yeah! yeah they dance and different wiggles mean different directions'

and one day they're doing shadow puppets and roman just says 'fireflies flash their lights to communicate' out of nowhere then just continues with the puppet show

and logan is such a proud mom

#little/big concepts #agere virgil #little virgil #agedre roman #little roman #cg logan #asks #🐝 anon

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