#the choice is coffee OR tea youre not allowed to have it both ways

[carcarrot]

#do people do this. is it a thing. why #the choice is coffee OR tea youre not allowed to have it both ways #like fuck i guess if you want to be caffeinated. but not just use one thing then sure #but the taste???? the taste doesnt bother you??????? the taste?????? #i think they also added milk to this . but the heinous tea/coffee combo is whats getting me #also im not talking about any kind of fancy tea or fancy coffee combination that could work. #like say chai tea and espresso. i get that i could understand it #but no this is plain ass lipton tea and plain ass brewed in large quantities drip coffee.

[gucciwins]

worth the risk 

Y/N attends the Golden Globes and has lots of questions to answer

word count: 2738

a/n: hola amores!!!!! this series has been so much fun to write! happy reading. let me know what you want to see next :D

part one // part two 

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“You know what to say when they ask,” Bee reminds you as you sit in your makeup chair, letting the glam team do their job. You’re going for an elegant but simple look that the cameras will be able to capture. You loved wearing bold red lipstick, but for tonight you were doing a pink shade, a touch darker than your natural lip color, to allow the jewelry you are wearing tonight to speak for you on the carpet.

“Yup,” you frown at the mirror where you can see Bee taping away on her iPhone. “I will tell them I let him take me to his house and have his way with me.”

“Y/N!” Bee hisses. “Be serious.”

You’re fed up with all this information for one meeting with Harry. It started as a date, but you doubt anything more will come of it now due to all this unnecessary drama. There hasn’t been a chance for you or Harry to talk about what you’re both looking for in a relationship or if you were interested in seeing each other again.

“Yes, I know.” You take a sip of your chamomile tea, trying to relax. “I’ll say we had coffee, and he’s even nicer in person.”

Bee sets her phone down, able to pick up on your bitterness. “If you had let me know you were going to meet him, we could have prevented this.”

You don’t regret meeting Harry because you got to spend a carefree afternoon with him. It did lead to unprecedented changes in your plans. You think back to sitting in an office instead of Harry’s house for dinner like you had planned.

The office was cold, and the tension in the room was high. Harry sat to your left, and Bee and Jeff, your managers in front of you, stern looks on both their faces. It reminded you of when your parents sat you down and gave you an hour lecture about sneaking out. The talk was so boring you never snuck out again.

“There are pap pics of you everywhere,” Jeff informs you.

It is evident to you where this conversation is headed.

You feel yourself shrink into your chair. This is not something you had planned. Neither did Harry. After your “date,” you planned to meet the following day at five pm, where Harry would have food waiting, and you’d arrive with store-bought wine. You were driving to his house when you got the call. Harry was quick to inform you he had an urgent meeting to attend, and you shared that you did as well. The dots clicked much faster than you liked.

Bee explained that there was no way to stop the photos from going out. This was simply a warning to them to prepare statements if necessary.

“We’ll cut Y/N’s trip short, get her back to America,” Bee tells Jeff as if you weren’t even there able to make a choice for yourself.

“Hey, I’m supposed to visit my sister and my nephew,” you argue.

Bee sighs, knowing you’re right. You haven’t been able to visit them, and it’s all you talked about on your flight. “Call her and ask her to see you tomorrow. You’re coming back in February.”

Bee dismissed your concerns, but you were thankful for the extra day. Jeff pulled out a tablet to show you the photos. There is nothing scandalous. It’s you and Harry facing each other with similar smiles. The last photo is the one that you know is the one that caused all this ruckus. Harry is photographed kissing your cheek. It’s friendly. Nothing to signify more happened or that it was a date. It was simply two friends getting coffee.

“Are you putting out a statement?” Harry asks.

“No, Harry. What for?” Jeff deadpans.

You see Harry frown, but he doesn’t fight his manager because this is Harry’s MO, ignore and move on. You’re not used to this. Sure, you’ve had articles written about you, but you have always been the sole focus, not you being linked to Harry Styles.

“Does Harry have anything to announce? Take away the focus from the photos when they drop.” Bee is always ten steps ahead, and here is another time.

“We have yet to announce his LA opening act,” Jeff offers. He looks towards Harry, who sits there pensive. Harry looks like he would rather be anywhere else than here.

“Wet Leg would be a good distraction,” Harry tells Jeff shrugging as if he’s used to all this fuss.

Distraction.

You were taking this too personally. Harry didn't owe you anything. He didn’t have to say he was simply having coffee with a friend. You were not allowed to say a word because you were insignificant compared to Harry’s world and fame.  

It did not feel nice, and you were ready to return to your hotel.

“Y/N has the Golden Globes press in a few days. We’ll officially blacklist his name.”

You sit there, letting Bee take control of your life. You had forgotten this part of fame. You knew it was too soon for you and Harry to be protecting each other. You went on one date. There was not enough time for feelings to grow, but you did wish things were different because you’re certain after today’s fiascos, you’d no longer be hearing from Harry.

Bee bid her goodbyes as she took a phone call, and you took that as your cue to leave. You wished both men well and hurried into the elevator, eager to get out of the building and hopefully never return.

“Y/N, wait.” A body slips through the elevator doors, and you’re startled to see Harry.

He has a shy look, and you know this is awful for both of you. You had been lost in your own thoughts that you didn’t see how this affected him or how often he must do this with his team to protect his image but mostly his privacy.  

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes. You shake your head to stop him, but he keeps going. “You’re getting the brunt of everything being in interviews and red carpets while I can hide at home.”

He has a point.

“It’ll be fine,” you brush him off, pressing the first floor of the elevator. “Well, I hope,” you joke.

Harry clears his throat, “I was looking forward to this evening.”

You feel your face flush, not having expected to hear him say that. “Really?”

“Mhm…I-I really enjoy your company,’ he whispers in a low voice, careful to keep his focus on you.

You nod, “ditto.”

Harry hears the ding of the elevator, and as he waits for the doors to open, he does something that could get both of them into deeper water, but he doesn’t seem to care. “W-would you still want to come over?”

You turn to look at him, “didn’t we just get told not to see or speak about each other.”

Harry shrugs, “I was never one for following the rules.”

You sigh in disbelief.

“Plus,” he adds on. “What they don’t know won’t hurt them?”

At that moment, you decided that Harry was worth the risk.

Red carpets were overwhelming, and you were looking forward to reaching the end and allowing yourself to have endless drinks of champagne, but before all of that, there were interviews to get through. You were dressed in a glamorous black and white gown by Carolina Herrera with Tiffany & Co. jewels with Christian Louboutin heels. You were going for an old Hollywood look, and your team helped you deliver. Dani, your stylist, knew it would be a stunner on the carpet.

The carpet was full of artists you loved and admired. Your co-stars would stop you for a chat and have you pose for a few photos. It was the most fun complimenting others on their look of the night, but it was mostly amazing to talk about the shows and movies that were being honored tonight.

The first interview went smoothly. It was simple questions of who you were wearing and what was in your bag kind of interview. You knew if the others continued like this, you would be fine.  

Maeve, your wonderful assistant, you’d go as far as to call her a close friend now led you to the next interviewer. Reece was someone you immediately felt at ease with for some reason. You had heard about how they began their career on social media and grew it to what it was today, being able to interview on red carpets and work behind the scenes of different productions. He was courteous in greeting you and complimenting your outfit, and you did the same in return.

Reece smiled at the camera before turning his attention back to you. “Alright, I’m going to ask you Globe related questions.”

“Sounds perfect,” you place your hands over your stomach, making sure your shoulders are pushed back and that you’re camera ready even though you know the camera has been recording from the moment you made it to his side.

“Are there any shows or movies from this past year that were your favorites?” Reece asks.

“Besides my two shows,” you tease. “Abbot Elementary and The Bear were my standouts. For movies, it’s clearly Everything Everywhere All At Once and The Fabelmans,” you gush. The answer was one you did not have to think about. You’ve been doing your best to keep up with all the new movies and shows released last year.

“You have amazing taste,” Reece tells you. He continues on to the following questions. “Any world that has been in movies or shows in the past year that you would actually live to live in?”

You laugh, “too easy I would love to be neighbors with Selena Gomez, also known as Mabel in New York. I’d be such a big fan of the podcast.”

“That would be fun, even with all the murders,” he comments.

It’s easy to settle your nerves in front of a camera, but you’re itching to answer the last few questions. “Is there a favorite line reading you've loved?”

This one comes to you quickly. “Ah, it has to be Angela Bassett “I am Queen of the most powerful nation in the world! And my entire family is gone! Have I not given everything?””

Reece places a hand over his heart. “Hits too close to home. Thank you, Y/N.”

“Of course, Reece. Have a nice evening.”

He shakes your hand but holds it for a second. “Sorry, one last question, please.”

You decided to indulge him and gesture for him to go on.

“One last question then, favorite spiderman?”

You fake a gasp. “Stop, how dare you. I love all three of them. All are so special.” You mean honestly.  “But Andrew holds a special place in my heart. He’s my best friend. Sorry to Tommy and Tobie.” Andrew is someone you met during a film festival, and you instantly clicked. He’s that older brother you always wanted, and now he’s someone you go to when you need support when the industry can get too much.  

“Well, Y/N have a wonderful evening,” Reece bids you goodbye, and off you go.

“You too, Reece.” You mean it genuinely. “It was a pleasure speaking with you.”

Maeve assures you it went well and gestures for you to keep walking. You stop for more photos and are on your way to your next interview when you run into Jennifer Coolidge. She wraps you in a big hug and poses with you for everyone screaming her name. She sends you off with a kiss and a promise to see you inside. Tyler James William is someone you approach because you’d never forgive yourself if you didn’t. You stand in the middle of the carpet, gushing over each other, and it isn’t until you’re both being ushered away that he promises to get in touch soon.

Jean Smart, your co-star in Hacks screams as soon as she sees you. Jean is your favorite person, and you’re quick to let her sweep you away. It’s easy to get lost in conversation, forgetting where you are, and she promises to see you inside soon, seeing as you’re seatmates. It’s an honor to be nominated for such a prestigious award, but you already know there is no award going home with you today, and that’s okay because your time will come.

You’re guided to one final interview with the one and only Amelia Dimz.

“Hi, Y/N, how are you?” She greets with a red carpet smile.

“Good, thank you very much.” You take a second to look her over, and you know you have to say something because she looks absolutely smashing. “Can I say you look stunning?”

Amelia laughs, slapping you, lighting with her cards. “Stop, or I’m going to have you take me on a date.”

You shrug, “I would not mind at all.”

“I have invited you to eat some chicken with me,” she tells you accusingly.

“Have received no such news. We’ll be in touch,” you promise, making sure to give Maeve a look to look into the chicken shop date for when you’re in London in February.  

“Alright, alright. What’s your dating advice for me?” Amelia asks, patiently waiting for your response.

You think it over for a second, look at the camera, then back to Amelia. “Date me,” you say with a smile.

“Oh,” Amelia blushes, losing her train of thought for a second.

“Back to your question,” you tell her, giving her a minute to compose herself. “Put yourself first. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

She thanked you, her cheeks flushed but continued on. “Do you have any fashion advice?”

You rock on your heels and shrug. “Be comfortable.”

“Right, thank you, Y/N.” She leans in to give you a hug. “One final question,” she whispers. She is giving you the option to say no.

You know what she wants to ask and fuck it, you find yourself nodding yes. Bee has always said she loves a good headline on nights like tonight.

“You were seen out getting coffee recently with a certain English man,” Amelia is careful not to mention his name, but everyone will be able to connect the dots rather quickly. “Do you consider coffee with someone a date, or is that too casual?”

You can answer this one of two ways. There is Bee’s answer where you’re vague, or you can do it your way and create a bit of fun for fans at home and yourself.

“Depends on the company, absolutely.” You share, you’re biting back a grin making sure not to look over at Maeve, who looks ready to drag you away. “If it’s an English man asking you for coffee, it’s absolutely a date.”

Amelia turns to the camera and shakes her head laughing. “Well, there you have it.”

You flash the camera with a big smile and wink. “Bye, Amelia, hope to see you soon.”

You breeze through the last bit of the carpet, waving at the final cameras as you reach the safe space where your every move is no longer being followed. Maeve grumbles how Bee will have both your heads, but you’re having too much fun to care. Maeve hands you your phone, telling you it has been buzzing for a while.

You ignore messages from Bee and your sister and go straight to the newest message from your contact, Harry, with a purple heart. He thought you should give him a fake name, but you’d never because you know your phone's privacy is entirely yours.

Harry 💜

You look gorgeous.

I’m really jealous of everyone seeing you in that dress in person.

I hope you enjoy your night.

I know you must be getting date offers left and right please reject them.

I’ll be in LA in a few weeks.

Dinner and wine at my house when I arrive?

You laugh because Harry is smooth. After dinner at his house, you both decided to take back a bit of control in your life and would continue to see each other behind closed doors. This was just Harry confirming the plans you had set in London.

Y/N

It’s a date.

Not all secrets were bad, especially ones that were as pretty as Harry.

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[yutafrita]

[02:12PM]

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Werewolf!Yuta x Faerie!Reader (she/her, femme presenting)

Genre: low fantasy, fluffy fluff

Warnings: mythical discrimination/ stereotyping, swearing, allusions to s!ut shaming.

WC: <1K

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“He’s a sweet guy!” Your roommate, Giselle, plucked off a piece of lint from your sleeve.

“Don’t think of it as a blind date more so a…. Surprise meet up?”

“Why did I agree to this?” You huffed, pinching the bridge of your nose. Your roommate went to a party last week, and on a whim set you up with some guy that even she barely knew. You didn’t know who was more foolish- her for setting you up, or you for agreeing to it.

“You know what he looks like, he’s super hot and funny… and smart! Totally your type,” she repeated this sentiment as she began to push you out of the door. “Also I’ll be having someone over!”

“Hey!” You were out the door just as she closed it, leaving you in the dust.

The cafe was across the street from your duplex, so you begrudgingly made your way over. You and Giselle were one of very few faeries at your university. It unfortunately has led to far too many other magical beings trying to pursue you in one way or another. Considering faeries, especially ones that presented more feminine, were seen as hyper-sexual temptresses, it led to you also being either uncomfortably ogled or generally ostracized.

While Giselle loved a fun challenge of conquering as many sexual pursuits as possible, you had basically avoided anything romantic for over a year.

The cafe was emptier than usual, which meant only one couple there had someone grip onto their partner tighter upon seeing you.

“Hi Johnny,” you hummed, greeting the barista. The dragon smiled at you, his pointed teeth that could rip your throat out, were now just showing his warmth. His red scales dotted only along his cheek bones and points at his arm, and if not for his red, leathery wings you could almost forget his vast strength.

“Dragonfly! What can I get you?” He teased. Your wings appeared to match more of a dragonfly than Giselle’s, which appeared more like pink butterfly wings. As a result, amongst your very few friends, dragonfly had become your nickname of choice.

“Just the usual coffee,” you nodded. As the dragon went to prepare your honeydew coffee, you took a closer look at the other patrons. The couple you had spotted earlier consisted of two humans, both avidly avoiding looking at you. You were also able to spot a cat shifter with their headphones in, and a cyclops.

No werewolf, though.

This was stupid. If Giselle wanted to just get you out of the house she could have just asked like she normally did- she didn't need to set you up with someone. Especially a werewolf. Most werewolves had allergy attacks whenever you were nearby due to your fairy dust and their intense sense of smell.

Johnny called your name and passed you your drink. You took out your phone once you sat down and started scrolling through your pictures. You were in need to clean up the camera roll, and faerie jokes and Inter-Species Relations major memes didn’t really need to take up your whole phone storage.

“Hi… y/n?” Your name instantly called your attention.

“Hi Yuta,” you greeted, smiling at the werewolf. Like most werewolves, he had his ears and tail exposed despite it not being a full moon. Most wolves choose to do so as it allows their full moon shift to be smoother and less painful.

He sat across from you, smoothing out his polo before he took a sip of his drink.

“What drink did you get?”

Yuta removed the drink from his lips before answering, “a jasmine tea. You?”

“Honeydew coffee.”

“Aren’t we a couple of stereotypes,” he giggled. You couldn’t help but smile- he was right. Faeries had a strong connection with bees, and werewolves had a strong connection to the moon. With honeydew being something bees loved and jasmine being linked to the moon, yep, you were indeed a couple of stereotypes.

“So Yuta, how did Giselle force you out with me?” You asked, folding your hands on the table. He still wasn’t sneezing like most other wolves do when you don’t take your faerie dust suppressant. The suppressants always made you feel groggy and bloated, but it helped the werewolves in class not sneeze every second.

“Giselle?” he raised an eyebrow, “Oh no she didn’t set us up. It was my roommate who insisted we meet up.”

You furrowed your brows, “is your roommate the person she’s having over now?”

“… that’s probably why he dropped me off here and parked across the street,” Yuta scratched the back of his neck. “My roommates a human and he just transferred to our university from a small community college.”

“Ah, so this is his first time encountering so many different beings?”

“Yeah…” Yuta nodded, “but um… anyways. What’s your major?”

You sat up tall now, “Inter-species Relations with a concentration on policy making. You?”

Yuta’s ears perked up, “Local Policy making with a concentration on inter-species governance.”

You both let out a laugh then, which earned you several looks from your fellow patrons around you. It surprised you to hear that Yuta was roommates with a human when most wolves you knew tended to stay with members of their pack. While it was beyond acceptable for wolves to be friends with other species, it did strike you as weird to hear that he didn’t share a space with a pack member.

"What got you interested in working on inter-species policy?" you asked, taking another sip of your honeydew coffee.

"Well, my parents divorced when I was little and when my Mom remarried she married a warlock. It's come with me learning a lot of the challenges faced by those in inter-species relationships," he took another sip of his coffee before he nodded, "and you?"

"I guess mine's a little more selfish," you admitted.

"Mine is totally selfish," Yuta then nudged your arm, "what is it?"

"Well," you tucked your hair behind your ear, the points on your ear now sticking out, "even though species have been integrated for decades, there's still a lot of animosity between them. I want to be apart of the solution."

"That's noble," Yuta smiled, and you heard a loud, repetitive thumping sound. You glanced down at Yuta's chair to see his tail wagging before he quickly snatched it. "Sorry, that's embarrassing."

"I think it's cute."

"Can I just say, you smell great by the way?"

"Thanks but... I noticed you haven't been sneezing at all?" this was a burning question you had, and you were relieved to finally have a way to ask about it.

"Oh," he dug around in his pocket and set a vial on the table, "my step-dad makes an allergy potion for me so that faerie dust isn't a problem. I just have to take it once a month."

You took the vial in your hand and examined it in awe.

“What are the side effects?”

“None that I know of. I have a faerie in my major so I figured I’d take it.”

You leaned back in awe, your own wings fluttering as you thought over the possibilities. You and Yuta sat at the shop for another few hours, well past when both of your cups went empty. You were talking about the latest installation in the Mission IMP-possible series when Yuta got a call from his roommate to meet him out front to head home.

“I’d… love to see you again,” Yuta’s ears were fully perked up, tail wagging aggressively as he spoke. Nervously, you noted in agreement before you two exchanged numbers.

*******

“A lot of werewolves are breaking off from the pack system these days,” Yuta explained to you one afternoon. The two of you had taken to studying together after classes and taking walks along the city river banks in the mornings. Today, you were having a late lunch on the library roof. “The pack system is still archaic and really heavily gendered.”

“So, is there an alternative?”

Yuta shrugged, eating the last of his fries as he mulled over his response. “Not really. I haven’t had an actual pack for a while, though. They didn’t really do much for me anyways besides be overbearing.”

Everything you knew about werewolf packs came from your college courses. Each pack typically had its own set of rules and its own dynamic. Yuta seemed indifferent to this, though, especially since he only had one other werewolf friend.

“We should go out tomorrow night,” you proposed after a small bout of silence. Yuta’s tailed started wagging again before he raised an eyebrow.

“Are you officially asking me on a first date?”

You scoffed, “so the coffee date didn’t count?”

“Not when it was used by our roommates as an excuse for them to fuck,” Yuta chuckled before offering you a fry.

“Well, miss dragonfly, I would be honored to go on an official date with you.”

Permatag! @nini0620

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[flowering-thought]

「 I 」

Salvation, a thing that exists in books and tales of long ago, religion taking it for its own purposes.

But when one hasn't been saved themselves, been saved by the divine being they worship, their obsession is far different than the normal obsession that the other followers maintain...

The first time they saw you was when they had no choice but to go for groceries.

Being severely introverted by nature with a fear of going out kept them mostly inside. Luckily they could work from home, but that still meant they had to go out when they couldn't get food delivered or when they were craving something.

Their hoodie covered their long brunette hair decorated in braids and beautiful glass beads, her ebony skin covered by gloves and long sleeves in this cold weather. She slightly regretted wearing gloves as she couldn't fiddle with her fingers or bite her nails.

She already had bought some simple groceries, enough to carry home without a problem. She had just crossed the bridge when they heard the frantic sound of a door opening and the sound of bare feet slapping against pavement.

It was a brief moment of confusion when she saw you running towards another person, her eyes widening as you slowed your approach, your hands held by your side as you slowly opened your mouth to speak.

Iris couldn't believe her eyes, she nearly reached for her phone before she felt fear. She was afraid of other people, and she was terrified of calling the police as she could hardly keep a conversation. Her social anxiety and agoraphobia kept her frozen.

But her curiosity peaked as she got close enough to listen to the conversation from across the street, the darkness of the street along with her black hoodie enough to cover her without being noticed.

She heard the person on the edge of the bridge heaving between sobs, slowly coming over the fence before weeping into your arms. She heard you whisper reassurance as you brought them away from the bridge near your home.

She saw your hand on their back as you led them away. You let them in and in the window, Iris could vaguely see you covering them with a blanket while leaving a fresh cup of tea on the coffee table if they wanted it.

She saw you sigh with what she assumed to be relief before leaving them to sleep and heading to your room on the second floor.

Something about that scene left an imprint on her. Your sheer kindness made her feel so warm even though she was the one that hadn't experienced it firsthand.

It had been a week and you were almost constantly on her mind. Iris couldn't help but look you up and hack into a hidden security camera she found on the street.

The camera was hidden across the street, it held the perfect angle to show both the bridge and your home. She wasn't sure who put it there but it was definitely put there on purpose.

But at the time Iris didn't care. She recorded every time you saved a person and made extra software to notify her when the camera picked up your facial features.

It wasn't until Iris got a notification one day that seemed odd.

『 ？ Have you seen the mercy from the Goddess of the Bridge ？ 』

The text was garbled but it included a link to a group chat on some social media platform.

Taking a leap, Iris entered the group chat and from there it seemed as though she found a place she belonged.

Iris met the others, heard their stories and experiences and all came to the same conclusion. She once asked if she was allowed to share such a high position. She hadn't been personally saved by you so why was she allowed to be so welcomed?

But they said that she was the same. That iris had been saved in a way. And after a bit of thinking she agreed.

You saved her from continuing her lonely existence. You hadn't even met her yet your kindness allowed her to get over her agoraphobia just a bit. Enough to talk and be around others who shared the same obsession.

You truly were an Angelー

Which is why for the plan Iris was glad for her experience in computer systems and safety. Without her experience in programming and hacking into other systems she wouldn't have been able to help the group find out more about you.

Your medical records, personal history, where you've lived, and who you are closest to. Everything about you and others she could dig up, which would help the others with their plan.

She sat inside her new room, glimpsing out the window to see you in the window of your own home, having just got home and collapsing onto your bed.

Her hand leaned against the window as she let out a small sigh and looked at you with adoration and a wanting that hurt.

"Soon." She mumbled, leaning her forehead against the window as her hand closed into a fist, "Soon you'll be here with us. Where you'll be treated as you deserve..."

「 The Theophany of Hestia 」

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[suzy-queued]

Tag Game Wednesday! (Thursday edition)

Thanks for the adventurous tags, @darlingian @juliakayyy @mybrainismelted @creepkinginc @energievie @deedala

Name: Deena

Age: I am part of the Double Nosho Trio!

Location: Under an electric blanket

We're going on a trip!!

📍where are we going? To Denali National Park in Alaska

📍whats the weather like there right now? Snowy! The air is crisp and invigorating.

📍are you an over-packer or a light-packer? Light packer. I only take a couple of every clothing item and mix and match all trip.

📍are we taking a plane or a train? Train would be more fun but would take too long. Plane it is!

📍early morning departure or an overnight trip? Early morning departure. I want to get all my travel done same-day.

📍what song are you playing in the car while we drive to catch our departure? "Going the Distance" by Cake

📍we need to grab something on the way, Starbucks or Dunkin? Are those our only choices? I'm not a coffee drinker normally. I guess Starbucks for some tea.

📍we've made it to the transportation place 🚂✈️! be honest, are we on-time or are we rushing because we're running late? We're on time, but we're still rushing because I have zero chill.

📍are you taking the window seat or the aisle seat? Window, baby! Unless you want the window, then I'll sacrifice it for your happiness.

📍we're settled in our seats, are you gonna read or watch a movie/show? Read.

📍what are you reading/watching? The rest of the Masquerade stories!

📍are you using wireless or wired headphones? Wired. I don't trust wireless headphones.

📍are you going to take a nap or stay awake? What is this nap of which you speak? I've taken one nap in ten years, and that's because I was ill.

📍do you want a salty snack or a sweet snack? both?  Salty!

📍we've arrived! are we heading straight to activities or are we gonna rest at the hotel? Rest long enough to put our stuff away, then activities for sure.

📍finally, pick a treat to reward yourself for a travel day well done! I may allow myself a spiked hot drink at the hotel lounge.

Has everyone been tagged? If you haven't, feel free to tag yourself and play!!

#tag games #about me

[more-than-a-princess]

@idyllicserendipity asked: [ CAFÉ ] from Gonta! (I was trying to find something close to that post where you mentioned them having tea together aheauhe)

Ideas for a Date - Accepting!

He'd been so eager, so polite, when he'd asked her: Gonta Gokuhara, the member of Class 79 who towered over the rest of his peers, had seemingly pushed his self-consciousness aside in approaching her, the Ultimate Princess, with an impassioned request: he wanted to learn how to be a gentleman, and who was more equipped to teach him than a princess?

And she hadn't wanted to encourage him, so when Sonia had agreed to tutor him in such gentle manners, she hadn't started with proper titles, or writing a letter, or diction: instead, she'd decided to begin with something more easily bonded over. Food, and the most casual meal of them all, barring breakfast: an afternoon tea.

It was as 'relaxed' as the Japanese wealthy families would permit during a long afternoon between lunch and dinner. The cafe she'd taken him to was a world away from the student hangouts near Hope's Peak Academy. They'd ventured into Towa City proper, to a hotel where the main restaurant had earned two Michelin stars of its own and its more casual 'cafe' was in a splendid dining room, with tall, paned windows paired with heavy drapes, starched white tablecloths and napkins, plush carpeting, and both a pianist and a harpist that alternated between sets as serves in crisp uniforms brought out an array of tea samples in wooden boxes for customers to sniff before their selection, china and glassware, and finally, three-tiered towers stacked with miniature treats designed and executed to perfection, all served with the intention of a leisurely luxurious meal.

In short, it was exactly the sort of place to teach him the beginnings of becoming a gentleman. She'd only needed to remind him to wear socks and shoes with his brown suit uniform to be permitted in, and to keep his shoulders square and back with his elbows off the table to keep proper posture. That hadn't stopped several tables of ladies and young, wealthy people on dates from gawking at them both. Even if they appeared to be a rather mismatched pair, Sonia felt the stares and whispers in their direction was rather rude, but her smile didn't show it.

"Yes, that is it, good posture and a moderate, if not soft, tone at the table is considered good etiquette and befitting of a gentleman," She complimented him with a soft smile. "You have your napkin draped gracefully in your lap, and now the server will visit us and explain the various teas available. You will be allowed to sniff the sample vials for an idea of the tea's body and scent, or you may select coffee or hot chocolate if you prefer. It is the only choice you shall need to make with the menu," She gave a small gesture to her own leather-bound menu, with the offerings written out in elegant, cursive type. The entirety of the meal was described there, in a mix of English, French, and Japanese depending on the exact item and method of preparation. Even if deciphered, it could be confusing to someone unaccustomed to tea.

"Are you understanding this so far, Gokuhara-san?" She asked, taking a sip from her water glass. Bottled of course, kept in an ice bucket beside their table and quickly refilled by a server whenever either of their glasses reached half-empty. "If so, I may then describe the method of allowing the tea to steep and be poured, alongside the various additions you may use and how to add them, as well as appropriate conversation topics and methods of drinking beverages."

Yes, there was even a gentlemanly way to stay hydrated, of all things. But she figured he'd have far more fun here than with the duller lessons, even if she'd needed to instruct him to leave his bugs at home for the afternoon.

#more-than-a-princess answered #idyllicserendipity #Non-Despair AU: Hope's Peak Academy verse #(Ideas for a date meme) #(AHAHAHA thank you for sending this in!) #(I wanted to run with Gonta desiring to learn how to be a gentleman) #(And therefore Sonia being the best person to teach him) #(Because really if he asked Togami he'd probably get verbally eviscerated)

[sinful-huntress]

Hello! If you’re busy or not taking requests please feel free to ignore this

I was thinking while reading the black out writing on your other page how would it be between Klaus, Zapp, and Steven if they were to be dragged off into a closet or closed off area to be alone but it ends up getting spicy?

Or how would it be if they were to get caught in the middle of it, whether it be in the middle of a make out session or where they’re completely naked putting on a show

Again if you’re busy with other asks or not taking requests feel free to delete it! I love your writings a lot please take your time ❤️

gonna make me blush harder than Klaus, I tell you hwat

Klaus

Needing to find a quiet space within the office wasn't difficult, only doing so without stubbing toes was the challenge. Being trapped in the office like this during a power outage meant tensions would run high, as would the need to not be around everyone else. Klaus understood why you wanted to find a quiet spot, even if he himself didn't need the separation from the rest of Libra.

In the dark of the greenhouse, Klaus allowed himself to be a bit more affectionate and cuddly. No one was around, and they would hear the door opening. Not that anyone, except Zapp, would even kick up a fuss over something like this, but Klaus did value keeping his personal life and professional life distant. It was just common courtesy for him to not be publicly affectionate like this.

But even Klaus couldn't ignore his human nature. As much as he tried to cover it up with gentlemanly tendencies, he still had his urges, his needs.

A slow yet passionate makeout session was inevitable. Both of you whispering for no reason other than the room was quiet, you sitting in Klaus's lap and facing him, the slow easing of getting closer with your breaths teasing each other until...

Klaus was a smidge embarrassed to have made the first move, but with his arms linked behind your back and yours resting on his shoulders, it wasn't long before the two of you were lost in the pleasant numbness. Enjoying being close together, arms carefully tangling around one another as if you were in the privacy of your bedroom. One of Klaus's large hands found the hem of your shirt, gently sliding under the article, barely pulling it up at all. But the contact was greatly welcomed.

Until the door creaked open, "Klaus? [Name]? Are you two in here?"

It was just Steven, thankfully. But Klaus couldn't have been redder in the face if he tried. Both of you were practically glowing at almost being caught making out like horny teenagers. Though with Klaus unable to answer, you called out. Hoping your voice wasn't too shaky.

"Yeah, we're in here. Is something wrong?"

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Steven

You were half-pushing Steven out of the room before he had a chance to kick Zapp's ass for salting his coffee. Being stuck in the office during a power outage was not ideal in the slightest, but none of you really had a choice. It was all you could do to keep yourself under control. Finding a quiet corner to help soothe the grumpy, dark-haired gentleman wasn't too difficult. Though the best you could find was a closet.

"A bit cramped in here, isn't [Name]?" Steven huffed slightly, "Not that I mind being this close to you, but circumstances being what they are--"

"Is probably the best reason to be in a closet." You cupped Steven's cheek, "Stronger stress relief than just a cup of tea."

In the dark, you could still see Steven glowing a little pink. He knew precisely what you meant by that. And while he wasn't completely against it, the setting was a bit too much for him to think about being bolder.

Though he still leaned in at your tugging of his tie. Relishing in slow kisses, his tongue carefully prying its way into your mouth. Steven's desires and impulses overriding his logic as he pulled you closer against himself. A firm hand slid under your waistbands, tightly grabbing your ass as he shifted, pinning you to the wall.

"Well you certainly came around to the idea quickly," You whispered, "Mr. Starphase."

Steven's little smirk was barely visible but it still made you swoon, "You're very persuasive mi Amor."

Steven was being careful in his own ways, tugging your pants down just enough that his erect member could slide into your ass. Keeping you pinned to the wall, gentle thrusts as he kept his mouth over yours. Deep kisses as your hearts raced with the thoughts of being caught like this.

He would certainly never live it down, no matter how much anyone could understand, none of them would really approve that he would sneak off to do something like this. Not to mention you getting caught in the crosshairs of this. Even if it was your idea, Steven would do his best to take the brunt of the damage if you did get caught.

"Steven?" Klaus was just barely outside the door of the closet, "[Name]? Where are you? Is everything okay? Should I brew some tea?"

This wasn't the time for tea Klaus! Steven was careful about easing away from you, gently sliding one large hand over your throat. Taking extra care not to hurt you too much as he choked you, still thrusting slowly into you. Your mind was on hyperdrive. Why was this damn hot to you?

"We're okay Klaus!" Steven answered so calmly it killed you, "Tea would be nice, we'll be back in the main office in a bit."

Despite his confusion, and not hearing from you directly, Klaus turned and walked off. Klaus didn't want to think why you'd be in the closet, he didn't want to think about a lot of things. Steven was still sweating badly, but at least he had smoothed it over for now.

But this was absolutely just a preview of how Steven would be once you two made it back home tonight. Even though he stopped as soon as Klaus was out of earshot, Steven insisted on stopping completely. Too much risk of getting caught again.

.

Zapp

As bad an idea as it was to follow Zapp into a quiet corner, you knew it was only a matter of time before he just ambushed you. And he would do it. Zapp didn't look it, but he could be very patient and conniving when he wanted to be. But with you agreeing to go with him, Zapp felt on top of the world. And he wouldn't let anyone ruin that feeling.

Even as he backed you into the dark closet, lips mashed together as if he were going to die if he let up. Hands not at all being subtle as your shirt came over your head. Zapp wasn't going to waste a moment, leaving his marks all across your chest while you tried your best to keep the moaning down.

You really didn't want to get caught like this.

Zapp had taken the precaution of locking the closet behind the two of you, just a simple safety measure. But his hands had better places to be. Like your zipper and pulling your underwear clean off, or at least down around your knees.

He really was just a wild horndog sometimes. But christ was it a welcomed relief to have him buried balls deep in your ass. For a few moments at least you could ignore that you were trapped at work and just let your lover have his way.

Soft grunts as Zapp sucked at the base of your neck, just under your jawline. Leaving soon-to-be bruises on your skin as your fingertips threatened the hint of nails across his back. The fact that he had more than enough energy for this was a testament to how much Zapp held back all day. Not to mention his balance and dexterity to hold you pinned against the wall like this, while thrusting hard into you.

You froze upon hearing the door knob rattling.

"Oh calm down babe." Zapp breathed, "I locked it."

"Not well enough." Steven said with a frown, "Since I could open it without Chain's help."

The red across your face was no longer from the heat of passion, not that Steven was judging you specifically. He was more just disappointed in Zapp, since he should have known how to lock the door for something like this.

#bbb #kekkai sensen #kkss #blood blockade battlefront #ask #anon ask #klaus von reinherz #steven starphase #zapp renfro #sinful heathens

[lavienbleuuu]

Introduction to Slow Living

Yes, I said it. The downside of the “work hard, hustle hard” culture is imbalance. How? Because it manages to disrupt the natural law of equal give-take as there is always one thing that is overly done. Be it in our workspace, relationships, the binge culture, etc. there is always the element of over-give/ overuse.

An apt example would be our favourite entertainment platforms dropping all episodes of a show in one day for us to “binge” on. If you’re one of those people who used to anticipate the drop of an episode every Monday and then be excited about it all week would understand and agree with me when I say that the quality of content or maybe the meanings we attached to our favourite shows has considerably lowered and we feel like we’re in always in a “catching up” loop.

This is where practices and mindsets like mindfulness, intentionality, slow living, etc., come in handy. In today’s blog, let’s take a look at what slow living is and a few ways in which we can begin to incorporate it into our daily lives.

According to the Wikipedia description, Slow Living is a lifestyle that encourages a slower approach to our everyday lives. From my understanding, it is both a lifestyle choice and a mindset where we curate our life with things that matter and are aligned with our values and beliefs: a life lived at a slow, meaningful, and intentional pace rather than rushed or based on mindless consumption.

To add a little more context, what slow living isn’t though is that it DOES NOT mean we do everything very slowly. It simply means “to not rush”. When we do not rush, we give ourselves a chance to pause and think.

The idea of slow living is synergistic with concepts like simple living, intentional living, mindfulness, minimalism, conscious living, clean living, balanced living, holistic living, soulful living, etc.

This means that the ideas covered within the umbrella of slow living might be closely related to, similar and at times, even the same as what is spoken about in the other concepts. It is all a very beautiful interwoven web of thoughts & concepts that allows one to easily explore and move towards growth in a manner most suitable to them.

I came across the concept of slow living during my Marie Kondo-style decluttering journey, along with a few other concepts (which I’ll get into in these blogs at some point). Simple ideas like taking the time to enjoy my morning coffee, my commute to work, etc. got me hooked on the concept and it slowly but very visibly became a lifestyle for me.

If you’re thinking, yeah this all sounds nice and aesthetic, but how can I possibly slow down when I have near-zero minutes to spare for anything other than my packed routine? I’ve got news: Yes, you can! And, I’ve got you covered.

Tiny Ways to Slow Down in Your Everyday Life.

Take the time to enjoy your tea/coffee rather than filling it up with gossip, chatter, news, or anything that’ll take your attention away from your beverage/refreshment.

On your way to work, pay attention to the route you’re taking. Notice the buildings, shops, trees, and green patches you come across. Get familiar with your route/surroundings.

Try to stay present with whatever you’re doing: cooking, driving, shopping or even doing the dishes, get all of your senses involved.

Find magic in the mundane. Yes, romanticize the most mundane tasks and see your inner child come out and play!

Find time to spend 10 minutes in nature. If you cannot, maybe look at a tree or the sky outside your window. Pause to find a sense of familiarity and belonging.

Have an indoor plant in your home/office that you can tend to often to unwind, relax and come back to the present moment.

Turn off all electronics while having your meal. Sit with your meal and savour it with your other senses (look, smell & touch) before you start eating it.

Let go of one thing from your to-do list. Not everything has to be done today.

Untangle, untether and unsubscribe from everything that doesn’t elevate you or serve you anymore.

Disconnect from the news, social media, binge entertainment, etc. as often as possible (ideally at least once or twice a week).

In my experience, I’ve found that slow living has helped me to connect deeper within myself and has significantly impacted how I look at the world. By making small changes to my life, endless opportunities for mindful growth and expansion have made themselves known to me.

I’ll share about my slow-living journey in bits & pieces in the upcoming blogs, take you through the perks of slowing down, share a few mindful ideas and even walk you through a step-by-step process of switching to a slower lifestyle (if you do choose to make a change of course).

Until then dear reader, I implore you to take the time to pause and enjoy your coffee/tea, and I wish that those 15 minutes change your life in a way you wouldn’t think would be possible. I’ll see you in the next blog!

[moo-oon]

Good Omens Re-Watch pt.1

I'm rewatching Good Omens with some friends (some have seen it already some have not) and I thought I would share my thoughts as they come because I am dying.

EPISODE 1:

The scene where Maggie calls Aziraphale to her record shop because she cannot pay rent could potentially be seen as a foreshadowing of the downfall of Crowley and Aziraphales relationship. I believe that Maggie represents Crowley even though I initially thought otherwise. Running with that thought though Maggie feels like she's run out of time, and is unable to afford the shop (and in turn her lifestyle). Instead of Aziraphale addressing Maggie's concerns he brushes it off and makes an unfair trade to allow her to stay without paying rent. While on the surface it feels like a typical angel move, it stems from a place of selfishness. He does not want things to change, and he wants his music, so he’ll make it happen without ever addressing the root problem. Sound familiar :)

In the scene of Crowley and Shax in the park, Shax says that she has been trying to do elaborate plans to spread pain and misery but the humans get to it first. This feels a lot like Aziraphales and Crowley's relationship with heaven and hell. Both parties have inadvertently worked against them and their hopeful relationship.

I have seen so many people talk about the coffee shop scene where Crowley says “You only have three reasons to call me” and how that shows how much he gets used in the relationship. And while I entirely agree that Crowley is not valued enough Aziraphale responding with “its nice to tell someone the good things you’ve done” is really heartbreaking. You just know that Crowley wants to have normal domestic conversations and that Aziraphale desperately wants validation. PLEASE COMMUNICATE BETTER!

I could be looking into things WAY too much but when Nina says “hard choices, mint tea or chamomile” there has to be some purpose.

Can I just say that I love and adore Muriel.

Beelzebub is willing to give Crowley SO MUCH to get Gabriel back. Lowkey Aziraphale vibes? Also, Beelzebub saying “You could have whatever your nasty little heart desires” and Crowley not taking that as an opportunity to get him and Aziraphale safe shows his entirely different perspective. In Crowley's mind, the only way that they are truly safe is if there is no heaven and hell to interfere. If Aziraphale had gotten that offer (which he basically does in ep6) he would have taken it in a heartbeat. They are not in the same place mentally at all this season.

EPISODE 2:

I think the book of Job is such an interesting setting and I do not remember enough from my Catholic days to give a full review and so I will leave that to others. But may I say that there is something very telling about biblically focusing on the section of the bible where god screws over someone who believes and worships him so purely. Aziraphale idealizes god and all the “good” that comes with him, but ultimately is emotionally destroyed by his “teachings”.

Also, the Job section of the episode points out that god and satan talk on the regular. Timestamp around 3:40 Muriel says something like “And then Satan said” like it was just a normal afternoon chat. I do not know how significant or how insignificant it is but I thought that was silly!

Aziraphale holds himself back from correcting even Jim (Gabriel). When Jim is organizing the books in alphabetical order by the first word of the first sentence Aziraphale almost snaps at him before holding back. I know it's entirely different than correcting the almighty (as seen in ep1 with the creation of the universe) but it still feels significant.

The metaphor of Maggie being Crowley and Nina being Aziraphale is so perfect. Nina and her controlling partner (heaven) and Maggie watching from across the street pining over her but knowing it won't work. It won't work BECAUSE of the controlling partner and the mindset Nina has about it. I was unaware something so small could make my head and heart hurt so much.

“The big ones can be used as fly swats! I know what you’re thinking, but it is okay, it never works!” Gabriel basically saying that he likes flies and does not want to kill them is so sweet. He is delirious, confused, and unaware but still has some sort of love for Beezelebub :)))))))

I do not think it can be said enough how adorable and heartbreaking it is that Crowley wants to get Nina and Maggie together by being hit with a sudden rainstorm and sharing a canopy. No further explanation is needed.

The pain that is Crowley forcing Gabriel to remember even though it's painful because Crowley has done it. Crowley has been cast out and had his memory altered and broken up. His brain entirely shrunken and scattered. That theory just hurts my heart.

Back in Job times, Aziraphale tries to make assumptions about what god wants. Crowley has a better understanding of heaven and god because of his rebellion. We all know he is a decently high-up angel thanks to episode 6 so I trust his perspective on heaven decently enough. Aziraphale is so sunken in his desire to see the good and perfection in heaven and god that he is so utterly blind to heaven and HIS imperfections. 

“Angels can't be tempted, can you?” says a lot. First of it is interesting that they don’t seem to entirely know if it's possible. Second of all while Aziraphale entirely denies it he then immediately is tempted. Once again highlighting the flaws of his perception of a perfect heaven. Heaven cannot be perfect if Angels can be so easily tempted.

All you wonderful intelligent people that analyzed what/how/why the angels do not see or recognize Crowley as a demon in the ? childbirth? scene during Job times I respect you. So much to unpack there.

Nina associates people entirely with the coffee they order. She even judges people on that, despite that being only a fraction of their personality. Aziraphale obviously does the same and focuses on people and their sins rather than their entire situation. His moral code is so strict that he cannot even recognize that someone might have an unfair advantage or disadvantage that requires sin.

In the next immediate scene, he even views himself in such a tiny view. He did one thing against heaven and immediately assumes he was going to hell. Even calls himself a fallen angel.

#good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #good omens killed me #my take on the sad gays #good omens #please let them communicate #emotional ow #ineffable husbands #go2

[mywifealhaitham]

open for business - a café themed genshin event!

breaking news: local fanfic writer mywifealhaitham or better known as elyse is close to 100 followers! with the increase in budget she has decided to open a Café here in tumblrtown!

yes that's right, I'm so close to 100 followers! I know it isn't alot especially compared to some blogs but I'm super greatful nonetheless! I really appreciate every like and reblog I get on my writings. I wanted to do something cute for you all as a token of gratitude &lt;3

you notice a brand new building in the vacant spot that once held another store. this building has been redecorated in pink and white tiles, with a matching wooden patio decorated in fairy lights and flowers. on the windows you see a messily painted banner with the words now open for all! your mesmerized by the place, the pink building is very alluring afterall - will you enter to see what's in store? (rules and prompts under the cut)

⛾  how to request !

• it's very simple, just send in a ask requesting what menu item (prompt) you'd like along with the character • feel free to send in more detailed requests on how you want the reader • I'll have these requests open until; April 14th ! so make sure to order before then

⛾ - rules !

• any type of reader • mention if you want it normal (character giving) or blended (character receiving) • only one character per request • up to 3 prompts are allowed • no heavy angst or smut • mention if it's platonic or romantic (if nothings mentioned I'm assuming it's romantic) • platonic for little kids unless stated reader is their age

⛾ - menu prompts !

୨୧ - nighttime tea in which you and character stay in bed alot longer than anticipated. both of you aren't complaining when your in eachothers arms and tangled up in cozy sheets

୨୧ - raspberry tea my personal favorite drink to go with my favorite scenario, comfort! if your ordering this drink please mention what you would like comfort for (darker topics like self-harm, eating disorders and suicide are allowed in moderation)

୨୧ - peach pineapple lemonade everyone's favorite - a good summer vacation episode! this can range from making sandcastles with the character, or maybe a quick makeout session with the character in the pool, maybe even a summer party! I'll take anything that people would normally do during summer

୨୧ - hot cocoa to contrast with the cool feeling that the peach pineapple lemonade provides you can order a hot cocoa or a winter fic! just like the summer one you can request anything normally done in winter such as playing in the snow or relaxing by the fireplace

୨୧ - pomegranate smoothie a classic date fanfic! were you and said character spend the day together either basking in eachothers company or causing chaos throughout the town, the choice is yours!

୨୧ - berry blast slushie most of the time berry flavored things have alot of flavors combined which can get overwhelming so a good relaxation day can cure it! when you order this you and character will take a well deserved day off! maybe you two can do skincare routines or maybe even bathe together

୨୧ - espresso swirl when you order this you're asking for a au! I'll do just about any au ranging from vampires to high-school. try not to make the au too specific because it makes it a bit harder for me

୨୧ - sweet n' sour lemonade lemonade start off as sour and with some sugar it can become a sweet and delicious drink! another thing that starts sour and sometimes turns out sweet is jealousy! here you can ask for either reader or character being jealous and getting some extra love after

୨୧ - vanilla and cinnamon coffee vanilla and cinnamon are some of my favorite flavors, they remind me of fall walks and encountering some cute animals along the way! imagine you and character peacefully walking when a kitty starts rubbing your leg, whatever shall you do!

୨୧ - make your own! since I'm not the most creative if you have any ideas that branch off of one of the prompts above your free to request that! you're also free to freely request any prompt that comes to mind! maybe if it's good enough I'll add it to the menu

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact x you #genshin x you #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x y/n #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin comfort #genshin impact oneshots #genshin impact drabbles #genshin drabbles #genshin headcanons #genshin impact imagines

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

➖ Mature content, 18+ ➖ check the trigger tags each time ➖      

Chapter 9 - Supernatural kind of love. Episode 2. Evan: *I quickly pulled away from Andy, covering myself with our blanket… suddenly feeling exposed and humiliated. For some reason everything about Congo's call sounded off. Normally he would ask politely if we were busy, and if he could come down. This sounded almost as a commando… and didn't his voice sound almost concerned?

Congo: Andy, I have to. *A short pause, then he continued in a firm voice* I'm coming down.

Andy: *Sat up straight looking rather confused* uh… *As he observed Congo walking down the stairs, a frown appeared on his forehead. The same deep frown as I could see on Congos forehead. What was going on?*

Congo: *He sighed deeply as he stood by the foot end of our bed, but as he spoke his voice was calm, though still firm* Evan… I know this wasn't on the menu for this evening, and that it's already rather late, I was more or less on my way to bed. But I beg of you, to handle this as calmly as possible, both of you. *He turned and faced Andy for a few seconds, with those 'I mean it' eyes, then turned to me again* Your family is here. Lily had so much fun with us last week, and she was so happy seeing the love blossom between you two, so she thought maybe your mom, dad and Rose could soften a bit if they saw the two of you as well. So against anyone's knowledge, she dragged them here, telling them they were going for late night coffee. Which per say isn't a lie, since I invited them in for just that. I have told them they are allowed to stay, as long as they act respectfully in our home. And I would be glad if you two would join us. Actually, I ask you to please do so. They seem calm. If trouble starts, I will escort them out myself. I promise. *He sighed deeply and tabbed Evans foot a few timed* But I do understand if you would both rather hide down here. And I will respect it. And so will they, or they will be asked to leave.

Andy: *He frowned deeper, almost hissing as he answered in a whispering voice* we were kinda busy here Congo!

Congo: *Frowned deeper* I am aware of that, Andy. I didn't ask them to come. But I don't like sending people away at the door either. They got out of the car freely when they figured where they were. And I decided that deserves a chance at least. Lily seems to strongly believe they might change their mind about you two if they see you together. So what do you say we at least give it a try instead of sinking to their level? *He smiled softly as he looked at me* sorry Evan.

Evan: *I sighed deeply* I can't go up there.

Andy: *He looked at me with a cheeky smile* Still hard?

Evan: *I grunted and rubbed my forehead as I sat up slowly* no trust me, that pleasure is long gone!

Congo: *Smiled apologizing* I understand… but it would be nice if I didn't have to entertain them myself… what do you say Andy? Lily would like to see you again anyhow.

Andy: *His face lit up as he nodded at Congo* Sure! I would like to see her as well! *He looked at me with a hint of concern in his eyes* if it's okay with you that is? I can also stay here for moral support?

Evan: *I smiled at him softly* No it's okay…. I need to clear my head anyway now, I think I'm gonna go take a shower. *I didn't say more, truth is I felt like it was suddenly hard to breathe, I needed to escape! So I wrapped the blanket around me and left the room, quickly headed for the nearest bathroom. As I was standing under the cold water, trying to numb my brain and all the different feelings running through my body, I decided it was about time to stand up for myself. It had been about 3 weeks since I last saw my parents, and big sister Rose, and let me just say, it didn't end happily. I had taken Andy along when visiting them for dinner, with the thought in mind to maybe tell them about him and I, unless I were to chicken out that is. To be fair I have… or used to have a very close relationship with my parents, they always let me make my own choices, if they were reasonable that is. They were always very open-minded and loving. And they never before judged me, well that was until that faithful afternoon. Andy and I had arrived late afternoon, mom had made a nice table with some afternoon tea and cookies. A drive that would normally had taken about an hour, depending on traffic, had ended up taking 3 hours as we had hid a snow blizzard. In April, that is! I guess it's that global warming everybody is talking about? We were happy we even made it dare, and immediately agreed to stay over night, hoping the blizzard would pass by the morning. It would be too daring to go out there again in the dark, not to mention completely idiotic. So my old room would do us good. And the thought of making out with Andy in my old bed, was kinda hot. Well, we unfortunately never got around to that.

#Unicornmanes #Evan Thompson #Andycorn #Andy Shaw-Thompson #Congo Shaw

[corxunum]

(for Izzie & Liv both) 01). Does your character like coffee better, or tea? 02). What sense do they most rely on? 03). Detail one secret shame your character feels. 04). What is their choice of weapon? How do they display affection? 05). What’s their view of lying? 06). If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today? 07). what is their worst flaw and their greatest strength? 08). How emotionally stable is your character?

@wexarethewalkingxdead || Honesty time! [ accepting ]

1. Both are coffee drinkers, Izzie with a splash of milk, Liv prefers black.

2. Not so much a sense but Izzie relies on her gut instincts a lot. As nurse she´s encountered many people in her life in the most extreme personal circumstances, so she has developed a good grasp on others. Liv doesn´t like admitting it but she relies on her vision a lot. She can be pretty superficial and likes pretty things and people. Not so much as to possess them, but to look, maybe touch and flirt a little.

3. Izzie feels the most shame for leaving her family in Italy behind after her mother and brother died. She is conflicted between knowing she should have stayed and comforted, pick up the shambles, and her need to escape her grief. Her own selfishness often chews on her in quiet moments when in fact, it was only a survival move. Liv secretly feels shame for being so much like her mum who never stayed in one place too long, and thus, never was able to create lasting, meaningful bonds with other people. She knows she might overcome it if she only tried working on it, but the world is so big and there is so much opportunity… why would she, unless there was something, or someone, to make her want to stay for good.

4. In her main verse, Izzie has a baseball bat next to her bed. I like to think she´d use that in some sort of Walking Dead verse too (since this is what you and me are writing). Liv would use her fire powers in her Marvel verse, and in her human verse… hm, I´d go so far as to say she would avoid getting into conflict altogether, but I could see a handgun in a dystopian verse. She knows how to use one, thanks to her mum.

5. Izzie will tone down her bite and bark for once (altough she´ll still be bossy as hell I assume), and simply care for you. Stitch up wounds, cook for you, invite you over just to spend time. Once she´s past that stage, she will be very physically affectionate, touching, kissing, holding hands, just generally being close. Liv… that´s more complicated since she´s generally a huge flirt and can make people feel good or just seen by her smile or random touches, or just being friendly (most of the time in a coquettish way). If her feelings run deeper, she usually Is up and away, but if she isn´t, she´ll take you on her late night drives, shows you her photographs, talks about her family. Then, you know it´s serious.

6. Izzie is so bone-deep honest it´s not funny anymore. She´ll tell it how it is. That´s why she despises lying. In her job, she can be empathetic and formulate the truth a bit softer, but that´s about it. Liv on the other hand… a little lie hurt nobody, especially when it´s a lovely night, and the stars align. Or when someone comes too close and you need to make up excuses why you need to leave. A spoonful of sugar, right?

7. Izzie would fly back home, see her family a last time. If she had a SO at that time, take them with her. Liv would know she wouldn’t be able to find her mum at such short notice, so she would look for a nice, crowded bar, have a couple drinks, and go out with a bang.

8. Izzie is strong as hell. She does not allow herself to crumble, and pulls herself up at the bootstraps all the time. Downside: she can be too hard on herself and others because of that. Liv is a master at adapting because that´s what she´s been doing all her life. Emotions, real, honest emotions, come hard to her, and that´s why she might come across as shallow.  

9. Izzie is a damn rock. Ride or die. Super stable. Her weak moments are rare and mostly lived through alone. Liv doesn´t really know stability, so she holds up best she can. PTSD, insomnia and her constantly changing life circumstances make her prone to instability.

#OOC [ mun ] #HEADCANONS [ Izzie ] #HEADCANONS [ Liv ] #[ OMG THANK YOU this was so thought provoking and fun to answer! ] #[ even if it´s been ages since you sent it in :/ ]

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Removing Carpet Stains with Household Products

Introduction Disaster has struck and your beautiful carpet has been soiled by spilt food and drink or maybe by a pet relieving itself. But before you go out and buy some harsh chemicals to clean your carpet, you may be surprised to find that with some common household products that you may have lying around in your cupboards, you could remove those stubborn stains in an environmentally-friendly way. This guide aims to show you the common household products that are effective carpet stain removers and the common household carpet stains that occur and pair the stain with the remover for effective treatment.   Common Household Stain Removers • White Vinegar: White vinegar is a triple threat as it is not just a stain remover, but also a natural disinfectant and deodoriser too. • Baking Soda: Baking soda can absorb liquid stains, such as oil and grease. It can also be sprinkled on your carpet at regular intervals and left for 15 minutes before vacuuming up for a deeper clean that removes odours. • Washing Up Liquid: Harsh enough to lift stains, but gentle enough to not discolour fibres or harm pets, washing up liquid is a great go to stain remover that everyone has at home. • Club Soda: An unusual choice, but the carbonation of club soda can help lift stains out of the carpet fibres. • Cornstarch: Similar to baking soda, this powder can absorb liquid stains and then be removed by blotting or vacuuming. • Ice Cubes: Ice cubes can help cool and harden gum or wax that may be caught in your carpet’s fibres. • Shaving Cream: Believe it or not, shaving cream is great for lifting oil and grease stains out of carpets. • WD-40: WD-40 is a good backup for removing gum and wax if ice cubes are not working for you.   Common Household Carpet Stains and Matching Remover • Tea and Coffee: Everyone loves tea and coffee, but nobody likes a tea or coffee stain. If you do spill one or both of these liquids on your carpet, then reach for your white vinegar. Mix the white vinegar with equal parts water and apply to the affected area. Leave it for a few minutes then blot the stain. Rinse clean with water, then blot the carpet dry. Job done! • Pet Pee: Your beloved cat or dog has had a bladder accident, what do you do? Start by blotting the excess urine. Then mix a solution of two parts white vinegar and one part water and use it to blot the affected area. Remember to leave it a few minutes to allow the solution to work. Next mix a solution of half a cup of water and quarter of a cup of baking soda and blot the affected the area. Again, remember to leave the solution for a few minutes for maximum effect. The white vinegar should lift the stain and the baking soda should neutralise the odour. Rinse and blot dry. • Wine and Beer: Once again, most people love drinking wine and beer, but hate wine and beer stains. If your drink does take a tumble, then act quickly and reach for the club soda. Pour the club soda on the affected area and let it fizz for a few minutes. Then blot the affected area. Once the stain is removed, rinse with water and blot dry. • Grease and Oil: If your grease and/or oil stain has a lot of liquid, then reach for either baking soda or cornstarch. Both of these powders can help absorb the excess oil and grease. Out of the two, baking soda is better as it also has a deodorising effect. You can then vacuum the stain or blot it out of your carpet fibres. If the grease and/or oil stain is stubborn, then reach for some shaving cream. Apply a small amount of shaving cream onto the stain, then leave it for a few minutes. Blot the affected area, then use a solution of equal parts water and white vinegar to clean the affected area. Rinse and blot dry and your carpet should be good as new again. • Gum and Wax: Gum and wax can be tricky to remove from carpet fibres. Your first port of call should be to reach for some ice cubes and place them in a plastic bag. Place the plastic bag onto the wax and gum, this should cool it and hopefully harden it. Once hardened, you can scrape of the wax and/or gum with a blunt knife. If this does not work effectively, then reach for some WD-40. Spray a little bit on the wax and/or gum and let it sit for a few minutes. Again, use your blunt knife to scrape off the wax and/or gum. You can then rinse and blot dry the affected area. • Chocolate: Everyone’s favourite treat, but if you spill some on your carpet then reach for your washing up liquid. Mix one teaspoon of washing up liquid with one cup of water. Blot the stain, then rinse with water and blot dry. If there is any remaining stain, then mix a paste of equal parts water and baking soda. Apply the paste to the stain, let it dry fully, then vacuum it off. This will also help remove any lingering odours too.   Conclusion So there you have it, if disaster strikes and you stain your lovely carpet with the help of this guide you can try tackling the stain with some common products that you might have at home. If these home remedies do not work for you, then consider buying proper carpet cleaning products to help you remove the stain. If in doubt, you could always consult a professional carpet cleaner and get them to remove the stain for you. If you are tackling the stain yourself, then remember the golden rule of carpet stain removal: blot. Never rub the stain, instead blot (dab) it starting from the outside edge of the stain and working towards the middle of the stain to stop it from spreading. It is always a good idea to test any homemade solutions on an inconspicuous part of your carpet to check for discolouration before using it on a more obvious part of your carpet. Armed with this guide, you should be able to tackle a variety of common carpet stains with effective and environmentally-friendly homemade carpet cleaning solutions. Read the full article

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The Ultimate Guide to Paper Cups Singapore

In the bustling metropolis of Singapore, where convenience meets sustainability, paper cups have become an indispensable part of daily life. From morning coffee runs to office meetings, these eco-friendly vessels offer both practicality and environmental consciousness. If you're in search of the finest paper cups Singapore, look no further.

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[more-than-a-princess]

does your muse consume more caffeine or less caffeine than the average person? how do they typically consume it?

would your muse consider themselves an extrovert or an introvert?

is your muse a morning person or a night person?

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does your muse consume more caffeine or less caffeine than the average person? how do they typically consume it?

Sonia tends to consume less caffeine than the average person, mostly due to the fact that it's very rare for her to drink coffee and caffeinated sodas aren't usually her drink of choice. She does drink a lot of tea and, on days where she really needs a pick-me-up, she'll take caffeine pills (or her staff will give them to her and insist she take them). But on most days, it's caffeinated tea only. What keeps her awake otherwise is excitement for time off from being royalty (a new movie to watch, a series to binge, a non-work trip to take) or anxiety, usually around disappointing her family and/or country. 

Who needs caffeine when you have a horror movie addiction while being preoccupied with letting everyone down because you aren't what everyone needs you to be? Sonia wasn't born a boy, she has questionable hobbies, and she isn't talented at everything a princess should be, according to her family. That gives her enough worries to keep her awake without coffee. 

would your muse consider themselves an extrovert or an introvert?

Sonia considers herself to be an extrovert. She truly enjoys and feels energized being around people she considers her friends and family. Growing up surrounded by her family's household staff made it common to constantly be around other people with little in the way of privacy, but it also brought about a unique sort of loneliness for Sonia that's only really alleviated when she's with her friends, her cousins, and/or a romantic partner, if she has one. They treat her how she wants to be treated: like a normal person, rather than a princess who must bear so much responsibility and uphold a cultivated image of the Novoselic Royal Family. 

That said, when she's depressed or otherwise ashamed and feeling poorly, she tends to keep to herself in seclusion. She doesn't even like others seeing her sick: if she has a cold, she's barricading herself in her room and will insist she's going to infect anyone who enters. The household staff doesn't care as it interferes with their jobs so they tend to ignore her requests (as they should: she needs to be looked after), but Sonia is adamant not to let friends/family/partner catch her germs. 

is your muse a morning person or a night person?

She can be both, surprisingly! It depends if she's sticking to a schedule or not: Sonia likes early morning exercise, to get it done for the day so she can feel energized throughout the rest of it. However, nighttime is often when she's able to decompress from the day and spend a little time on her own interests. And besides, it's more fun for her to watch horror movies at night.

 But when she stays up late catching up on TV or movies, it takes a lot of effort to get her out of bed at a decent time in the morning: opening up her room and bed's curtains, alarms, a tray brought in with a pot of tea (before she even gets out of bed to get ready) and most importantly, her private secretary coming in with a tablet and rattling off her schedule for the day and anything she must be reminded of. She gets a crash course in what's going on in the world with a newspaper or two at the breakfast table, but as far as what's the most pertinent to her and her life, she's allowed a sip or two of caffeine before she's expected to be alert and pay attention.

Between that and morning yoga/weights/cardio, I'm impressed she's awake and chipper by the time she sits down to breakfast. Around 8:30 AM. She may not have any musical or culinary talent, but she's able to keep to a consistent schedule most of the time which is far more impressive than killing it at karaoke. To me, anyway.

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