#💕 we also like both really like onions 💕

[duketibbitswaifu]

🌸 Selfshiptober 🌸 💗 Day 27 : Cemetery 💗

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🌸 Dukey was out for most of the day. ✨ He had to go to the cemetery, and then run some errands. 💕 I was alone pretty much all day, 🍓 so I decided to fill this out while he was gone~!!1! ^-^ 🌸

💗 I miss my Dukey pookie bear so much, ✨ even though he hasn't been gone out for long. 🎀 I don't know how I ever lived without him. 🍰 I love seeing him next to me. 💌 I love feeling his arms around me. 🌺 I love feeling his lips upon mine. 💕 I just UGHHH I love my Dukey pookie bear so much~!!!11! ❣️ miss him so much, I can't wait for him to get home 💗

[dokries]

Hello! Lovesick soonyoung anon here again!🤗 I would absolutely take you up on your offer to write more for him! I don’t have any ideas myself sadly as I feel like you’ve covered all the bases with “home,” so all I can ask is: go nuts!!! Hit me with all the wholesome rays you can!💕🫶

10:10pm

pairing: kwon soonyoung (hoshi) x gender neutral reader

genre: fluff, married au, a lil comfort if you squint

word count: 448

warnings: mentions of cooking/food, a knife (cause. cooking.), soonyoung gets in trouble, petname (babe), latte gets blamed for something she didn’t do

author note: hi anon!! you’re so sweet omg 🥹 yeah, i did cover a lot with home but…not cooking! well, it was supposed to be just a cute lil cooking fic but…anyway, i hope it lives up to your expectations 😭 lots of love <3 also i couldn’t think of a title so timestamp it is :D (well kinda, i like to keep my formatting lol)

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“am i allowed to—”

your husband barely starts before you cut him off, and the tunic of the onion in your hands. “no.”

he pouts, and mutters about how you’re being unfair under his breath until you sigh, looking up from the cutting board in front of you. “kwon soonyoung, we both know you’re not to be trusted around fire.”

you put your knife down to look over at the pot of ramyeon that’s slowly coming to a boil, and nod, satisfied with its progress. it’s your turn to make dinner, as usual, because you can’t trust soonyoung around the kitchen–one way or another, he’ll end up burning the place down, and you really don’t want that to happen.

meanwhile, your husband tries to defend himself, protesting, “hey, i only preheated the kettle one time!”

“if it happened once, it can happen again,” you casually say with a shrug, and he sighs, giving up.

soonyoung moves to grab a drink of water behind you, and looks at you from the side of his eye. “would you at least let me wash the dishes? i feel bad for making you do all the work, so i wanna help in any way i can.”

you coo, turning and reaching over to pinch his cheek. “oh, my soonie’s all grown up now!”

“yup, i am!” he giggles and smiles proudly before biting his lip. “babe, i promise i won’t flood the kitchen again.”

“what?” you pause, and your husband freezes, knowing you’re about to unleash hell on him…right, he didn’t tell you he did it, and instead blamed it on his dog, who’s over at his sister’s for the weekend.

your eye twitches as you try to speak calmly–keyword being try (soonyoung can hear the thinly veiled amusement behind your voice though, so he knows you’re not too mad). “kwon soonyoung, are you kidding me? was this the reason i found weird stains on our old carpet? i thought you said latte did that by accident!”

soonyoung rubs the back of his neck sheepishly before pouting. “wait, so latte gets a pass but i don’t?”

you nod, looking at him as if it should be obvious. “well, duh. that’s my baby.”

“she’s our baby, not just yours!” soonyoung gasps, putting a hand to his mouth.

you raise an eyebrow before sighing, reaching out to grab your husband’s hand. “tell me next time, okay? i will be a little mad but at least we can solve whatever problem there is together, right?”

“i’m here for you. always.” you whisper, placing a kiss on his forehead, and he smiles softly before repeating your words back to you.

“i’m always here for you too.”

[kcuf-ad]

Aight bet- I’ll start off with some things I like you may already know XD

Well written female characters given equal amounts of flaws and development in both character and strength depending on the type of media to the male characters, that’s given for almost any show I like really

MONSTROUS CHARACTERs. I’m not taking about like oh cute petite anime girl/boy with like a tail or some horns I’m TALKING MADOKA MAGICA WITCHES THOS GIANT WEIRD THINGS IN EVANGELION. I WANT MONSTERS THAT LOOK LIKE THEIR AN EXSTENTIAL NIGHTMARE!! It’s so gender envy ngl ✨💕 wish that were me

FATHER DAUGHTER DUOS, BONNEY AND KUMA?! DID NOT CARE THAT MUCH EXCEPT TAHT BONNEY WAS RELATABLE IN HER LOBE FOR FOOD AND IMMATURE BEHAVIOR UNTIL I FOUND OUT THEIR FTAHER AND DAUGHTER BACKSTORY IN THE MANGA AND VIOLENTLY SOBBED

Also Father son duos are a treat for me, but I love father daughter duos more on a personal level (Haha daddy issues go brrr xDD)

SNAKE THEMED CHARACTERS! I know that you know I love snakes Fran XD

Symbolism in character design, the backgrounds, abilities names, I’m a sucker for shows and medias that have me over analyzing everything I could in terms of a character as a whole as well as their Morality, Psyche, biology, etc. just any character or moment I can just daydream about breaking down to their rawest moments and just analyze it til there’s nothing left for me to analyze over

The protagonist has flaws, and genuinely doesn’t win everytime (Yes even though I love Yusaku I mean this whole heartedly) XD

Angst bait and whump bait characters ig XD, I want to fall in love with a tragic character and immediately start hunting down angst and whump about them or just make my own ximssjsm

Also characters that I just wanna coddle and adopt XDDD

Bratty or cocky characters, that have utter fear of god instilled into them or absolutely gets knocked down their pedestal and it’s EMBARRASSINGLY AGONIZING FOR THEM, I’m not a sadist I swear :D

Theirs probs more but I can’t think rn and it’s already at ten I think that’s enough XDD

Oh~ This is such an interesting list, and I am actually pretty sure that Bleach has almost all of these.

Yeah, that is pretty much of a given. Orihime wants to protect her friends, but something happens to her powers and she feels horrible about it, she has real flaws that any girl would have.

Espadas, Just the Espadas. More specifically, Ulquiorra Cifer and his Ressureccion looks like a genuine devil in Bleach.

WE HAVE THAT! WE HAVE KENPACHI ZARAKI AND YACHIRU KUSAJISHI! And it is actually so cute, because this menacing beast of a man that loves to fight to death,

has a tiny little girl on his shoulder, 24/7. And when he is angry, he just doesn't even think about harming her at all, he just thinks about the people he is about to fight.

4. If you count Isshin and Ichigo, then yeah, we have that. They are a perfect duo. Legit hilarious and Isshin actually loves his son and will protect him.

5. Yup! Cyan Sung-Sun

6. Yeah it does have that with pretty much every character in this show, even the jokey characters like Asano Keigo. There are hundreds of videos just talking about these characters.

7. Ichigo gets his ass kicked like every arc, at least. Not to mention, the internal battle that he has with his inner demon, both literally and narratively. This guy has more layers than an onion.

8. Pick one. You want angsty antagonist? Coyote Starrk. Angsty protag? Ichigo. Angsty female character? Rukia Kuchiki. Angsty side character? Uryu Ishida. It is filled with angsty characters.

9. Rukia, Yachiru, Yuzu, Karin, Nel, Toshiro, Momo, pretty much, anyone that won't kill you, but knowing you, you will adopt all of them.

10. Renji FUCKING Abarai, this boy is the most hilarious boy on the planet and I love him for that.

Soooo~ Interested?

[carmenized-onions]

chapter 333333 - we back!!

(platonically) (for now) (what?) (I didn't say anything). - HHHHNNGHH!!!! ONION!!!

is this entire series just a love letter to me wanting to take care of this guy? maybe so. maybe so. - so based of you

is this entire series just a love letter to me wanting to take care of this guy? maybe so. maybe so. - all of the cherries

you’re thankful that you’re alone - cmon now chippy did you really think carmy was able to stay away

it’s not gonna somehow get more correct than correct… - but but what if can be…

“Fuck are you doing here?” You and Carmen manage to speak in perfect unison. - they’re soulmates

“If you need a palate tester, lemme know.” - mood. i love that she’s bold enough to say it cause i’d be thinking it but wouldn’t want to overstep

lone chef - lone chef, lone wolf (well bear)

He might not consider himself a brightening presence, but to you, he certainly is a nice lamp. - fucking fuck fuck fuck

not wanting to stroke his ego, but he’s already clocked it. - i love that for them. their dynamic is everything

On their one black plate - her plate!!

But then he leans forward, head meeting your level, amusement lilting his voice - i would die

He grabs the fork from you to try for himself - the way they’ve always shared:’)))

you press the back of your hand to his chest / grazing your hand on the small of his back - it’s so small but oh the touches!!

poor man’s sommelier… - poor syd’s sommelier

“I take the L.” - yeah you do *badum tss*

“What’s wrong with home, Carm?” - she’s too good

He sniffs, he’s waiting for the shoe to drop, for you to tell him he has to go home / “You can hole up at mine.” - I LOVE THEM

“Good. Where’s the black plate go?” - in your apartment and also MY HEART

It’s heavily thrifted and upcycled from furniture you found on the side of the road - love that, especially cause you just KNOW chippy knows how to properly clean the furniture

This is a perfect apartment because you live in it. - :’))))))

Nothing can hit, in here. - 😭😭😭💕🫶🏼

“I uh, I left your Carhartt at work.” - RIIIGHT CAUSE SHE PUT IT ON HIM IN THE WALK-IN AAAAH

“you can put your shit there.” - she’s so slick

“Fuck is this?” / “Fuck is what?” - i am in love with them

“Don’t say my name like that…” / He has discovered does not like it when you say his name with any sort of animosity or disappointment. - because he liiiiikes her:3 he’s so precious

“Carmen no… Two in One?” “…Five in One.” “Five in One?!” - they’re so funny!!! these moments are so<333

pair of sweatpants your brother left here ages ago. - it makes me happy that it’s her brother’s and not an ex like most fics do :’)

Goddamn it he is very pretty, sonofabitch. - he is, it hurts

There’s a boy in your house and you’ve just discovered he’s pretty. - !!!

And without verbally checking in, you once again flow into a silent rhythm - they’re so natural together like yeah they’re meant to be

You make a face, and while he doesn’t fuckin’ guffaw, he does smile - like how richie does:’) she probably made faces with eva oh OH

You both speak at once. “Weird to see you out of uniform.” - SEEE!!! they are perfect. let’s go back to when everything was good and hair was being washed

And he can see you. - how mikey saw her, OH THIS IS A CRIMEE

“You’re good at it.” - 😭😭😭

does he laugh at the sound? Yes. Yes, he does. - that’s what good p-

“What’re you doing?” “I’m taking the couch.” - i also did not forget about this entire interaction, a monumental moment

I will be haunted all night by my Nonna if you sleep on the couch—” / “My own grandmother takes the couch when I visit. She would throw me off my own balcony if I made a guest take the couch.” / “My Nonno would stab me if I let a pretty girl sleep on a couch.” - this in particular i never moved on from. it’s so funny and accurate (especially for carm)

“Then let me use it!” “No!” - the no is so sidieirj

also once again thanks for making his text bold so we know who’s who. love you what who said that, that was just a gust of wind

ALSO!!! PRETTY GIRL!!!!

“So whichever one you find the least sacrilege.” - ugh your way with words

“C’mon, Tony.” / “Heard, pretty boy!" - so if i want to tattoo their dynamic on my eyes how would one do that exactly

all of this is - I JUST MISS THESE MOMENTS WOWIE WOW WOW

Binging through my Popcorn asks, what a TREAT and a half. Shout out to google docs for continually crashing as I try to write ask responses MORE EFFICIENTLY THROUGH THEM AND THEN THEY STOP WORKING FCUK YOU GUYS ANYWAYS LETS GET INTO IT!!

So many cherry flavours that I didn’t plan for. I might just really like cherries. I’ve been eating a bowl of them like every day lately cause they’re in season here right now.

BAD IMPOSTER SYNDROME BAD!! IT’S NOT GONNA GET MORE PERFECT THAN PERFECT!! DRILL BOY!! DRILL WITH YOUR HEART!!

Key signs of a soulmate: you keep talking at the same time. You think he’s a lamp. He can’t stop smiling when he can tell you’re impressed by him. He gives you the black plate. He shares forks with you (they keep running out of forks ok). Also you keep touching him and he’s not saying it’s making him freak out but it’s making him freak out. Positively.

BROKE ASS SYD’S SOMMELIER (so aggressive for no reason RELAX me)

When is he NOT taking the L. How many Chicagoans get tortured by this joke every day? I wonder. I really do. I love the way Chip manages this scene in general, but it’s so fucking. Looking back, it really tracks because like— this is the way that she mourns!! She’s not gonna tell CARMEN to do it any different from her. She sucks at taking her own advice but she won’t force someone to do shit SHE wasn’t strong enough to do. I love her.

I KNOW her handyman dad has a fucking steam cleaner and powerwasher she borrows all the time to clean her shit. As a crafty guy there’s always that little random weird tool that always comes in handy— I imagine handyman dad OG Chicago’s Kindest owns SO MANY big and small specific tools

Carmen, the jacket thief. How dare he. He likes her, he’s forgiven. Still a sinner for Five In One.

SO MANY FICS DO EXES PANTS AND IT’S LIKE— Man me personally, I gave him his fucking clothes back. But I’ve got 4 of my brothers sweaters in my closet rn. Mostly cause they’re hand me downs and he didn’t fit in them anymore but still. There’s also the pain of Chip did borrow her brothers sweats (and brought unused toiletries home) in Two Steps Back,… are they the same ones? FOR YOU TO DECIDE MY BOY!!

THERE’S A BOY IN YOUR HOUSE AND HE’S PRETTY!!! I love their silent rhythm. It’s like my favourite thing in life with people and in characters when two people just flow like one unit without effort. I adore them for this. That and the in sync speaking. Oh how I miss these days.

HE CAN SEE YOUU AUUHHGHGH (roblox death noises). You’re good at it!! Same shit she said to him earlier!! Hell scape!! Burning !! flames!! Flames on the side of my face!!

—sy sounds like—

MONUMENTAL ONE BED SCENE— Need SquidInk to recreate this rn with their Holiday Inn room. Who am I ordering, I’m the writer? 100% Carmen would say I would get fucking stabbed if I let a pretty girl sleep on the couch. That’s him. That’s him at his most romantic man. NO!!

I MISS THESE MOMENTS TOO MAN I’m looking into eye tattoos of dynamics and memories as we speak I’ll let you know when I find out. I HAVE TO GO PUT MY LAUNDRY IN THE DRYER BUT I WILL FIRST SEND THIS OUT AND GO OVER THE WONDERFUL MEMES YOU SENT IN THE NEXT ONE!!

[1d1195]

Hiiiiii I have read few ask about me and here people are so kind and to 💜 anon whoever it was about it doesn't matter just like you said so happy that we all love to talk and we will be doing it!!

Alfredo sauce is my fav too like with some vegetables so it can be healthy or sometimes no veggies but I love itttt!! And pesto-risotto?? How was it I never tried before??

I'm vegetarian since I was born lol so like it's a practice I think?? And I love fruits some of my favs are Mango, watermelon, blueberries and moreeeee like I could eat in any day!!( I swear i can eat one cube of watermelon and I bloat like a hot air balloon, it's stupid. A single slice of an apple and I want to throw up) after eating bloat like hot air balloon I'm laughing like the word choice is amazing but you can't eat any fruits?? You don't like them or is just you can't stomach them??

Veg Lasagna are so good too and my friends says the meat lasagna are way better than the veg one but I think veg one taste pretty amazing!! Ohh eggplant parm and garlic bread this sounds so good like I have eaten outside but never made it so if you wanna share the recipe of it please do!!

That day I didn't baked anything but tomorrow for sure I'm gonna bake chocolate or vanilla cupcakes ding was vanilla cupcake girly right??

Yes Italian dressing on salads taste so yum I make everytime I crave but I made Caesar dressing few time it doesn't taste that good as compare to restaurants one!!

French onion soup is so soothingly good like with some warm buttery bread ahh heaven!! Really if my mum is making all these food taste 10 times better!!💞

How are you?? How was dinner??

-🪴

I love chatting with you all. You're all SO lovely! 💕 I hope you guys never feel like you can't chat!

My bf will make plane alfredo sauce with pasta which is obvs delicious but I LOVE to add broccoli and spinach. Or really any veggies. Alfredo is 😍 The pesto risotto was SO good. There was asparagus in it too and I LOVE asparagus!

Oh no, I CAN eat fruit. It's just annoying because like one grape and I go up three dress sizes lol. I love fruit. Grapes, apples, WATERMELON is my FAVORITE. I also love love love strawberries and blueberries too. Pretty much all berries (raspberries are so underrated to me.) But I'm more of a veggie girl I think!

I love veggie lasagna! Meat lasagna is good too but I love a good veggie lasagna.

Eggplant parm you slice into disks! You can decide the thickness. You dip them in flour, eggs, and breadcrumbs I usually add my favorite seasonings too (garlic powder, onion powder, italian seasoning, etc). Fry them in a pan in your favorite kind of oil (I use canola, olive, or vegetable oil depending on what we bought that week lol) until they're golden brown. Then you start to layer it in a pan eggplant, tomato sauce, mozzarella & parmesan cheese. (I usually do a 8 in x 8 in pan but again your favorite one is fine!) If you make your own sauce then by all means use that but any red sauce you like will suffice! Then you bake it in the oven for a like 30 mins? Mostly so the cheese melts and everything gets gooey, crispy, yummy. I like to have it with pasta as well but it's good on it's own too. ALMOST like a lasagna with eggplant instead of pasta.

Garlic bread is like SUPER easy. I like to use french bread! You cut the bread open and lay it flat on a baking sheet. Oven at 425F. 1/2 cup of butter softened, salt, the recipe I've always used calls for 4 cloves of finely minced garlic but I never measure garlic, I put as much as I feel like. Same thing with salt. It says like 1/4 of a teaspoon but it depends if you use salted butter etc. etc. 1 tablespoon of parsley. You mix the butter, garlic, salt, parsley together and then spread it on the bread and bake in the oven for like 10-15 mins but I just usually watch it until it's ready (golden brown!)

I feel like both of my recipes are like "just throw it together as you see fit" it's very word of mouth recipes in my family and you just watch someone make it a couple times then just do it yourself. But if you try it, I hope you like it! 💕

Idk if I gave Miss Cupcake a favorite cupcake! I know Ding Harry liked her lemon raspberry ones 🤭 My favorite cupcake is vanilla with chocolate frosting because I'm BORING AF. But I don't care.

I LOVE my mom's cooking. Tbh idk if she's actually any good. I just love it so much.

I'm doing well! Dinner was good! I forget what I ate tbh but it was yummy. Any fun plans for the weekend?

xoxo

[buckets-and-trees]

Well... hahahaha, you know me! Couldn't resist dotting all the I's and crossing all the T's! 🤭 And just by his character, Lloyd actually works well to deliver a line like that - there'd just be that hint of a sardonic tone in his voice so that it's not cheesy but teasing and affectionate.

And you pointed out another of my favorite lines (you always seem to do that, but I shouldn't be surprised, because wifey), but the "not putting a ring on your finger tomorrow, but we don't do casual" line I felt like was really apt for both of them, and for Lloyd to say this is serious without saying it's serious - giving it room to breathe, but not leaving it up for question.

MAGGIE AND CLAUDE FIVE-EVER, BECAUSE FOREVER ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH! 💕

I was iffy on whether or not to have this Robert-Reader-Lloyd scene. I toyed with it for a while... but even though Lloyd's arc wasn't the one I focused on, I was charting it in my head, and knowing that there was this kind of loose end for him. And it wasn't like .... eating away at him/in the depths of despair, he's used to his dad, and his dad isn't Evil Dad, but just. Yeah. I mean, you read it. Reader didn't need to say anything, but she wanted to because she legit just cares about him, and had nothing to lose by taking him to task for a hot minute.

And Lloyd. 💕 Gets to hear it. Which I also felt like was a good mirror to him overhearing her and Gus gossip about him in the second chapter. What people say about you when you're not around = no bullshitting you to your face.

But one of your favorite Lloyd stories???????????? MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, I NEED TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE WHERE SOMEONE IS AGGRESSIVELY CUTTING ONIONS.

You're so skilled at writing CEvans characters that it means so fucking much to receive this praise from you. I love you and am so blessed and grateful for your friendship AND your support. 💕

Huffily Ever After: A CindereLloyd Story [8/8]

Chapter Eight - Departure Day

Characters/Pairings: Lloyd Hansen x curvy Millennial Female!Reader Word Count: 6.7k Summary: The morning after... decisions need to be made now that things have changed for you both personally and professionally before you leave Paris.

SERIES Content/Warnings: modern Cinderella adaptation, unknown identities, enemies to lovers, toxic coworkers CHAPTER SPECIFIC: explicit smut: kissing, riding and grinding, nipple play, unprotected vaginal penetration, creampie; praise; use of endearments: princess, Cinderella; coarse language

Author Note: Thank you @vonalyn for helping me over some final decisions with this!

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You woke up to a knock on your door and groaned, not wanting to leave the warmth surrounding you, a cocoon of soft sheets and firm muscle. 

The brush of warm lips and a mustache tickled your neck. “Stay here, princess,” Lloyd murmured in your ear. Then he rolled out of beed and slipped on one of the hotel robes from the closet before answering the door. 

Warm rays of morning sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, gently ushering in the morning. You heard Lloyd’s groggy voice conversing with whoever was at the door, followed by the clinking of dishes as Lloyd rolled in a room service cart.

You smiled, stretching languidly beneath the sheets, relishing their softness against your bare skin. You relished the pleasant ache in your muscles, a delicious reminder of the night's passionate activities. Your body was sore in all the right places, a testament to Lloyd's thorough and relentless attention.

Lloyd's skilled hands had explored every inch of your body, his lips leaving trails of fire across your skin. You remembered the way he had taken you in every position imaginable, his stamina seemingly endless, and the exquisite fullness he subjected you to as he moved inside you again and again. 

His powerful presence had extended in every way into bed with you last night. The room had been filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure, punctuated by Lloyd's husky commands and praise.

“Up and at ‘em, sunshine,” Lloyd said, taking covers off the various dishes after planting the cart next to the small table in the corner of the room. 

The delicious smells of breakfast were inviting, so you slipped out of bed with only minimal regret and padded to the closet to grab the other robe. 

There was coffee, tea, orange juice, two plates with eggs benedict, and a tray laden with bacon, pastries, and fresh fruit. Lloyd was already adding bacon and fruit to his plate, and so you followed suit, grabbing the morning delights you wanted as well. You pulled out one of the chairs at the table, but Lloyd tutted at you. 

“Oh, no, we’re having breakfast in bed, princess.”

You raised an eyebrow at Lloyd, but couldn't help the smile tugging at your lips. "Breakfast in bed? How decadent." 

Lloyd smirked, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "After last night, I think we've earned a little decadence, don't you?" 

Heat rose to your cheeks as you remembered more of the moments you'd shared. Lloyd's grin widened, clearly enjoying your reaction. He gestured towards the bed with a nod. 

"After you."

You climbed back onto the plush mattress and settled against the headboard. Lloyd followed, carefully balancing both plates as he joined you, his thigh pressed warmly against yours, then handed you your plate. 

For a few moments, you both ate in comfortable silence, savoring the delicious food. The eggs benedict was perfectly cooked, the hollandaise sauce rich and creamy. You stole glances at Lloyd, still somewhat in disbelief at the turn of events that had led to this situation.

Despite everything that had gone on this week and the things that had happened between you two, there was something oddly comfortable about being with him like this - sharing breakfast in bed without a care in the world. 

And compared to your life only the afternoon before, you almost didn’t have a care in the world. 

Lloyd finished off another slice of bacon, then broke the silence. 

“With your wicked stepmother of a boss defeated, your glass slipper of a necklace returned, and the ball of a conference over, how are you feeling, Cinderella?”

You laughed softly at Lloyd's whimsical summary of the past few days. "Well, when you put it that way, it does sound like a fairytale, doesn't it?" you replied, taking a sip of your coffee. "Though I'm not sure how well the Cinderella story holds up when the prince is the one breaking into hotel rooms."

Lloyd's mustache twitched with amusement. "I prefer to think of myself as more of a dashing rogue than a prince."

You rolled your eyes playfully. "That tracks."

You took another sip of your coffee, considering the question more seriously. "Honestly? I'm feeling optimistic. Excited. Maybe a little overwhelmed."

Lloyd nodded, his blue eyes studying you intently. "All understandable reactions to having your entire professional life upended in the span of twenty-four hours."

"And my personal life," you added, giving him a pointed look. 

A slow smirk spread across Lloyd's face. "Ah yes, can't forget that rather significant development." 

You rolled your eyes but couldn't help the smile tugging at your lips. "So modest." 

"Modesty has never been one of my virtues, princess," Lloyd retorted, setting his empty plate aside. 

You chuckled, finishing the last bite of your breakfast. "I'm aware."

Lloyd took your plate and set it aside with his own before turning back to you, his expression growing more serious. "So, what is next for you? I assume you're going to accept the promotion at Nexus?"

You nodded, a flutter of excitement in your stomach as you thought about your future. 

Lloyd's eyes lit up with approval. "Good choice. Maggie's brilliant, but a start up can’t offer you as much as that Nexus offer, and it outpaces the formal offer Claude will be giving you this morning, too.”

You frowned. “Hang on, did you read the Nexus offer while you were here before I got back last night?”

“You took longer than I thought you would.”

“You brought your own book!” you protested, gesturing across the room.

Lloyd shrugged, completely unbothered. “Which I read after seeing the perfectly good literature lying around here.”

You shook your head in disbelief, but couldn't muster any real anger. Lloyd's audacity was part of what made him so intriguing, after all. 

"You're unbelievable," you said. 

Lloyd's lips quirked into a smirk. "I prefer to think of myself as opportunistic." 

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help the smile tugging at your lips. "So, Mr. Opportunistic, what's next for you? Back to your father's company?" 

His expression turned thoughtful. "Of course. No rest for the wicked, and there are always new projects to explore."

You raised an eyebrow, studying him. "What would you do if you could start over again, do anything in the world?”

For a moment, he was silent, and you could almost see the gears turning in his mind. Then, a slow smile spread across his face, not his usual smirk, but something more playful.

"If I could start over, really do anything," he mused, "I'd join the CIA."

You blinked in surprise, not expecting that answer. “What?”

His blue eyes sparkled impishly as he continued, painting a vivid picture. "I'd be the agent they'd call for the impossible missions. Infiltrating shadowy criminal organizations, outwitting foreign intelligence agencies, maybe even preventing a nuclear crisis or two."

“I’m being serious, Lloyd!”

"Think about it," he continued. "The intrigue, the high-stakes missions, the power to shape global events from the shadows. It's like playing chess on a global scale, but with real consequences. The adrenaline rush of covert operations, the satisfaction of outmaneuvering rogue agents.”

His enthusiasm was infectious, but you remained silent and fought the urge to engage and encourage this trailing off from what you really wanted to talk about. 

Lloyd sighed, reading your expression for what it was. 

“Fine. Real answer? I didn’t do anything else because I didn’t want to,” he explained. “I like this shit. I grew up seeing what it could be, what it could do. I knew it would suck balls to join my father’s company, but it would be as bad or worse trying to climb up through other companies that would see Hansen Global as a rival - either they’d never trust me or they’d try to use me. I chose the game I knew I could eventually win, even though it’s a long game.”

You nodded slowly, processing Lloyd's words. His answer was candid, and you found yourself appreciating his honesty, feeling like this version of Lloyd was more true to the Lloyd of the masquerade. 

"It doesn’t look like it’s been an easy path,” you observed, “but you've made it work for you."

You could see now that his insistence on total anonymity at Versailles had been because he knew it would be the only time he could be present and not be seen and judged as Lloyd Hansen, son of the founder of Hansen Global Digital Industries.

Lloyd's expression softened slightly. "It hasn't been without its challenges. But I've always believed in playing to my strengths." 

You couldn't help but smile. "And your strengths just happen to include corporate espionage and seducing unsuspecting conference attendees?" 

Lloyd's signature smirk returned. "Among other things. Though I wouldn't say you were entirely unsuspecting, princess. You gave as good as you got." 

Heat rose to your cheeks at the memory. "Fair point," you conceded. 

"Speaking of what's next," he said, shifting closer, his voice low and husky, "I was thinking we could explore some of those other strengths of mine."

Your breath caught in your throat as Lloyd's free hand traced a path up your thigh, pushing aside the fabric of your robe. "Oh?" you managed, trying to keep your voice steady. "And what strengths might those be?" 

Lloyd's smirk widened as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. "Why don't I show you?" 

In one fluid motion, he pulled you onto his lap, your legs straddling his hips. He pushed your robe open, exposing your skin to the cool air of the room and Lloyd's hungry gaze.

Your breath hitched as Lloyd's warm hands roamed over your newly exposed skin. His touch was electric, igniting sparks of desire everywhere his fingers grazed. You shivered, partly from the cool air and partly from anticipation. 

"Cold, princess?" Lloyd murmured, his lips curving into a knowing smirk. Without waiting for an answer, he pulled you flush against his chest, enveloping you in his warmth. 

You gasped softly as your bare skin met the soft fabric of his robe, your nipples hardening at the friction. Lloyd's hands slid down to cup your ass, kneading the flesh appreciatively. 

"You know," he said, his voice a low rumble that you could feel vibrating through his chest, "I've been thinking about this all morning. About how perfectly your body responds to me."

To emphasize his point, he rolled his hips upwards, the hard length of him pressing against your core. You couldn't suppress the soft moan that escaped your lips.

"Lloyd," you breathed, your hands moving to his shoulders for balance.

His blue eyes darkened with desire as he watched your reaction. "That's it. Let me hear you."

You writhed against him, desperate for more friction. Lloyd's hand gripped your hip, guiding your movements as you ground against him.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue demanding entrance. You yielded willingly, melting into him as the kiss deepened. 

Your fingers tangled in Lloyd's hair as the kiss intensified, passion building between you. His hands roamed your body possessively, leaving trails of heat in their wake. You could feel his hard cock beneath you, your own arousal mounting in response. 

Lloyd broke the kiss, trailing his lips along your jaw and down your neck. "Tell me what you want," he murmured against your skin. 

"You," you gasped as he nipped at your pulse point. "I want you, Lloyd." 

He chuckled darkly. "You have me. But how do you want me?" 

His hands slid up to cup your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples. You arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping your lips. 

"I want..." you started, then hesitated, feeling a flush creep up your cheeks. 

Lloyd pulled back slightly, his intense gaze meeting yours. "Don't be shy now, princess. Tell me exactly what you want."

His commanding tone sent a shiver down your spine. You took a deep breath, gathering your courage.

"I want you inside me," you said, your voice low and husky with desire. "I want to fuck me raw from behind."

Lloyd's eyes darkened further, a predatory grin spreading across his face. "That can certainly be arranged." 

Lloyd flipped you onto your stomach, then pulled your hips up so you were on your hands and knees. You gasped at the sudden change in position, excitement coursing through your veins.

"Like this, princess?" Lloyd's voice was low and rough with desire as his hands caressed your back, sliding down to anchor your hips firmly. 

"Yes," you breathed, arching your back and pressing yourself against him invitingly. 

You felt the bed shift as Lloyd positioned himself behind you. His hands spread your thighs wider, and you shivered as you felt the tip of his cock brushing against your entrance. Lloyd chuckled, clearly enjoying your desperation.

"Remember," Lloyd growled, "you asked for this." 

Without further warning, he thrust into you fully, filling you in one smooth motion. You moaned at the delicious stretch, your fingers curling into the sheets.

Lloyd's hands gripped your hips tightly as he began to move, setting a relentless pace. Each powerful thrust drove you forward, the headboard creaking in protest. You gasped and moaned, overwhelmed by the intense sensations. 

"That's it," Lloyd growled, his voice husky with desire. "Take it all." 

He angled his hips, hitting the money spot deep inside you. Your arms trembled, struggling to support your weight as Lloyd pounded into you mercilessly. 

"Fuck, Lloyd!" you cried out, your voice muffled by the pillow. 

Lloyd's hand tangled in your hair, pulling your head back. "Let me hear you, princess. I want whoever’s in the next room to know who's making you feel this good."

Lloyd's hand snaked around to rub circles on your clit, and you cried out at the added stimulation. "That's it," he praised, “love how your tight cunt squeezes me, craves my cock.”

Your body tensed as pleasure built within you, Lloyd's relentless pace and skilled fingers driving you rapidly towards the edge. 

"Lloyd, I'm close," you whined, your fingers grasping at the sheets tightly.

"Not yet," Lloyd growled, his hand leaving your clit to grip your hip once more. "You come when I say you can come." 

You whimpered at the loss of stimulation, but the commanding tone of Lloyd's voice sent another surge of arousal through you. His thrusts became even more forceful, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. 

"God, you're intoxicating," Lloyd growled, his breath hot against your ear as he leaned over you. "Can't get enough of you."

His words sent another thrill through you, and you struggled to hold back your impending orgasm. You rolled your hips more insistently, drawing a low groan from him.

"Then don't stop," you breathed, your voice husky with desire.

Lloyd's grip on your hips tightened, his thrusts becoming even more powerful. "Careful what you wish for, princess," he said, his voice rough with desire.

He maintained his punishing pace, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You could feel yourself teetering on the edge, desperate for release but holding back, waiting for Lloyd's permission.

"Please," you whimpered.

Lloyd's hand snaked around to your front again, his fingers finding your clit. He pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves, causing you to cry out.

"That's it," he purred, his breath hot against your ear. "Let me hear how much you want it."

Your moans grew louder, more desperate as Lloyd continued his assault on your senses, rubbing tight little circles over your clit. 

"Lloyd, please," you gasped, your body trembling with the effort of holding back your release. "I need to come. Please let me come." 

You felt Lloyd's chest rumble against your back as he chuckled darkly. "Since you asked so nicely..." His fingers increased their pressure on your clit as he ordered, "Come for me, princess. Now." 

He punctuated the command with a pinch to your clit and it sent you careening over the edge. Your orgasm crashed over you with a breathtaking intensity, your inner walls clenching hard around Lloyd's cock. You cried out his name, your vision going white as the sensation overwhelmed you.

Lloyd groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as your climax triggered his own. "Fuck, yes," he snarled, burying himself deep inside you as he came, his cock pulsing as he filled you with his release before collapsing over you, pushing you down flat beneath him. 

For a moment, you both remained frozen, panting heavily as the aftershocks of your intense orgasms rippled through your bodies. Lloyd's weight pressed you into the mattress, his breath hot against your neck. Slowly, he eased out of you, eliciting a soft whimper at the loss.

Lloyd rolled onto his side, then pulled you into him so your were pressed chest to chest. His arm draped over your waist, holding you close as you both caught your breath. 

"Well," Lloyd murmured, his voice husky and satisfied, "I'd say that was another successful demonstration of my strengths, wouldn't you?"

You couldn't help but laugh, the sound slightly breathless. "Mmm, I don't know. I might need a few more demonstrations before I can make a proper assessment." 

He laughed, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief and something deeper. "Next time we're sleeping in my bed," he declared, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin. "A Queen is too small."

You raised an eyebrow, your heart skipping a beat at his words. "Next time?"

Lloyd arched an eyebrow in return, his expression a mix of amusement and mild exasperation. "I'm not putting a ring on your finger tomorrow," he said, his tone matter-of-fact, "but neither of us are one-night-stand or casual-fling-with-people-we-know types."

You felt a warmth bloom in your chest at his words, a pleased, demure smirk playing on your lips. "No," you agreed softly, "we're not."

Lloyd's gaze softened as he leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss that made your toes curl. When he pulled back, his eyes were filled with an intensity that made your heart stutter. His thumb traced your cheekbone gently.

"I meant what I said last night," Lloyd murmured, his voice low and serious. "I want to see where this goes. You're intriguing. Intelligent. Challenging. I don't want to let you slip away."

Your heart raced at his words, a mix of excitement and apprehension swirling in your chest. "I want that too," you admitted softly. "But this won't be easy, Lloyd. Our lives, our careers... there's a lot to consider."

Lloyd's lips quirked into a small smirk. "I’ve never been interested in easy. Boring." His expression grew more serious as he continued, "I know it won't be simple. But I think we’re worth a shot."

You couldn't help but smile, warmth blooming in your chest at his words. "Careful, you might be moving from Prince Charming sarcastic to an actual Prince Charming.”

He grimaced. “Can’t have that.”

You laughed. “No, definitely not.”

His hand settled on your waist, thumbs tracing small circles on your skin, lightly kneading your flesh. "You’re fucking gorgeous," he murmured after another moment, his eyes drinking you in. 

"Gorgeous enough to make you want to stay in bed all day?" you teased, trailing your fingers along his jawline.

Lloyd's eyes darkened with desire. "Temptress," he growled, pulling you closer. "I'd love nothing more than to keep you here, naked and wanting, all day long." 

His lips found yours in a fierce kiss that had your heart immediately racing again. You melted into him, savoring the taste of him, the feeling of his firm body pressed against yours. His tongue danced with yours, igniting sparks of desire that threatened to consume you both.

When you finally broke apart, breathless, you couldn't help but smile. "So why don't we?" you asked, your voice husky with want. 

Lloyd groaned, resting his forehead against yours. "Because, Cinderella, as much as I'd love to spend the day exploring every inch of your delectable body, we both have responsibilities to attend to."

You pouted playfully, trailing your fingers down his chest. "Responsibilities are overrated." 

Lloyd chuckled, catching your wandering hand and bringing it to his lips. He placed a gentle kiss on your knuckles before fixing you with a stern look. "You have a new job offer to formally accept, and I have a number of Hansen Global board members to attend to before they leave the city."

You sighed, knowing he was right. "I guess we have rejoin the real world at some point."

Lloyd's expression softened, a hint of vulnerability flickering in his blue eyes. "This isn't an ending, princess. It's a beginning." 

Your heart was falling too quickly for this man, and maybe you wanted to let yourself fall for once. 

“Now, up with you before you turn into a pumpkin.”

Maggie stirred her latte, the foam swirling into intricate patterns. Her eyes, sharp and inquisitive as ever, fixed on you with keen interest. "So," she began, a hint of anticipation in her voice, "which region did you accept for Nexus?"

You took a sip of your own coffee, savoring the rich flavor before answering. "Southeast Asia," you replied, unable to keep the excitement from your voice.

"Good for you," she said with a genuine smile. "That's a challenging market, but I know you'll excel there. You clearly got off to a good start with Zhongxin."

"Thank you, Maggie," you said, warmth spreading through you at her praise. "I'm really excited about the opportunity. I can’t help but feel like I might not have been quite so ready to tackle this without getting to reconnect with you and have your guidance and support throughout this conference." 

You paused, stirring your coffee thoughtfully. "I have to admit, I'm a little nervous about the challenges. But I'm also eager to dive into a role like this in such a dynamic market. There's so much potential for growth and innovation in Southeast Asia." 

Maggie nodded approvingly. "That's the right attitude. Embrace the challenges – they're what will help you grow." 

You took another sip of your coffee, then leaned forward, curiosity piquing. "So, I have to ask… What about you and Claude?"

Maggie's eyes lit up. "He’s such an old friend but… seeing him here, both of us single now, it’s been a breath of fresh air I didn’t know I was ready for.”

“Does that mean…?” You leaned in closer, grinning. 

She laughed. “Oh, I’m not tying myself down. He’s aware I’m only looking for a ‘long-term, long-distance, low-commitment, casual’ boyfriend.”

Maggie's expression softened, a hint of nostalgia creeping into her eyes. "You know, Paul was my first love," she said, her voice taking on a wistful quality as she spoke of her late husband. "We met in college, and it was like something out of a romantic comedy. He was the charming, slightly awkward engineering student, and I was the plucky and ambitious business major. We just clicked."

She paused, tracing the rim of her coffee cup with her finger. "He was the only man I'd ever been with, romantically or otherwise. We grew into adults together, built our careers and our lives side by side.”

You nodded, understanding the weight of her words. Maggie had always been a force of nature, and this more personal side of her was rarely seen.

"When Paul passed," she continued, her voice softening, "it was like the world had tilted on its axis. Everything I knew, everything I had planned for our future, it all vanished. For the longest time, I couldn't imagine a world without him in it." 

Maggie's eyes grew distant, lost in memory. "But time has a way of healing wounds, even the deepest ones. I kept on living life a day at a time. And when that kept happening, and I kept on having more days and more new pages to add to my book of life, I started to realize that maybe, just maybe, there was room in my heart not only for something new, but perhaps someone new, too."

She took a sip of her latte, a small smile playing on her lips. "Claude is a different kind of love. He understands loss in a way that not many people do. He's patient, kind, and he makes me laugh in a way I haven't in so long. There's no pressure, no expectations. We're just two people getting to the true second halves of our lives. And I’m not ready to jump into anything yet-”

“‘Long-term, long-distance, low-commitment, casual?’” you repeated the Barbie term.

“Exactly. But I do think he could be the last love of my life. When we’re both ready.”

You couldn't help but smile at Maggie's words, touched by her vulnerability and openness. "I'm really happy for you, Maggie. You deserve to find joy again." 

Maggie's eyes crinkled with warmth. "Thank you, dear. Now, enough about my love life. What about you and Lloyd Hansen?"

"I-” 

You felt heat rise to your cheeks, caught off guard by her direct question. “How did you know?"

Maggie chuckled. "The way you two were looking at each other the other night at the gala? Plus, I saw him leaving your room this morning."

You laughed, then shook your head. "It's complicated," you admitted, fidgeting with your coffee cup.

Maggie raised an eyebrow, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "Is it though?”

You took a deep breath, trying to gather your thoughts. "He's not what I expected. At all."

"I've heard rumors about Lloyd,” Maggie started. 

You steeled yourself, sure you’d heard the very same - even discussed them with Gus the first morning of the conference. 

Maggie leaned in, her voice lowering conspiratorially. "Not the rumors you're expecting," she continued. "Claude has known Lloyd for years, so I questioned him, and he shared some interesting insights." 

Your curiosity piqued, you leaned forward, eager to hear more. 

"According to Claude, Lloyd has worked twice as hard as anyone around him to prove that he's more than his father's last name. He's ruthless in his work ethic, often the first one in the office and the last to leave. He doesn't try to suck up or make friends with his colleagues, but he knows how to get things done." 

Maggie paused, clearly taking the moment to draw out a little more suspense in her relay of information, her eyes twinkling with a mix of admiration and amusement. "Apparently, Lloyd can always charm a client when it matters. He has a knack for making good deals and building solid relationships.”

You nodded, processing Maggie's words. They didn’t contradict some of the other things you’d heard, but they were a different view, one that seemed more reflective of the man you’d gotten to know this week - the masked version as well as the rougher unmasked man. He was no perfect prince, but certainly more than people thought he was. 

"That sounds... accurate," you admitted. "He's complex. Challenging. And there's more to him than meets the eye."

Maggie smiled knowingly. "You care for him."

"I think I do," you confessed. "It's new and unexpected, but there's something there."

Maggie reached across the table, patting your hand gently. "Love often is. Just be careful. Don't rush into anything, but don't let fear hold you back either. Life's too short for that."

You couldn't help but smile at her advice. "Thanks, Maggie. For everything."

Maggie reached across the table, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "Anytime, dear.” Then she stood. “Now, I’m off to catch a train with Claude. He says I have to spend a weekend with him in Normandy, and who am I to argue with him?”

You grinned, watching Maggie gather her things. "Have the best time in Normandy. You deserve it." 

As Maggie turned to leave, she paused, her expression growing serious. "One more thing," she said, her voice low. "Whatever happens with Lloyd, don't lose sight of yourself. You're a brilliant woman with a bright future ahead of you. Don't let anyone, no matter how charming, derail your ambitions." 

You nodded, touched by her concern. "I won't, Maggie. I promise." 

“And now that we’ve reconnected, don’t forget that I’m only ever a call, email, or text away.”

Your heart swelled and you nodded again. “Give Claude my best.”

With a final smile and a wave, Maggie was gone, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your cooling coffee. 

You sat there for a while, mulling over everything that had happened in the past week. The conference, the drama with your former boss, the unexpected connection with Lloyd... it all felt unreal.

And yet, it was your life. 

As you made your way through the hotel lobby, lost in thought about the whirlwind week you'd had, you nearly collided with a tall, distinguished-looking man in an impeccably tailored suit.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" you exclaimed, stepping back quickly.

The man steadied you with a firm hand on your arm, his steel-gray eyes appraising you with keen interest. "No harm done," he said, his voice deep and resonant. “I was hoping I’d run into you again, though perhaps not quite so literally.”

"Mr. Hansen!" you exclaimed, recognizing Lloyd's father. Your heart raced as you recalled your interactions at the gala.

Robert Hansen's lips curved into a small smile. "Please, I told you to call me Robert. I heard about Zhongxin - unfortunately your loss is our gain, but I think there's opportunity for you with Hansen Global, too. There's an offer I believe Claude delivered to you?"

You nodded, trying to maintain your composure. "Yes, he did. It was a very generous offer."

“But for some reason, not generous enough? Claude said you declined.”

You took a deep breath, choosing your words carefully. "It was a wonderful opportunity, Mr. Hansen - Robert. But I've decided to accept a new position with Nexus Technologies. It aligns more closely with my career goals at this time."

Robert's eyebrows raised slightly. "Nexus is certainly making waves in the industry." He paused, studying you intently. "I have to admit, I'm a bit disappointed. I was looking forward to seeing what you could bring to Hansen Global. But I do respect your loyalty - it’s a trait I value highly."

You blinked. 

Then, deciding to seize the opportunity, you asked, “Do you?” 

Robert frowned. “Pardon?”

"Do you really value loyalty?" you asked, your curiosity piqued. "I'm asking because you words don’t correlate with your treatment of your son the other night.”

A flicker of surprise and intrigue crossed Robert’s face. "You're quite bold, aren't you?" he said, his tone a mixture of amusement and wariness.

You took a deep breath, steeling yourself. "At the gala, I couldn't help but notice the way you spoke about Lloyd. It seemed dismissive. Almost cruel. If loyalty is truly a trait you value, shouldn't that extend to your own son?"

Robert's jaw tightened, but you pressed on, your voice calm and steady. "Lloyd has worked tirelessly for Hansen Global. He's known for his dedication, his work ethic, and his ability to close deals. Yet, from what I observed, you seemed quick to dismiss his value and question his competence."

You paused, meeting Robert's steely gaze. "I understand that family dynamics can be complex, especially in a business setting. But he chose to forge his career at Hansen, knowing it would be an uphill battle, because he wanted to be part of one of the best companies in the public relations industry despite the criticism he knew he would get from people thinking he’s only there because of his last name.”

Robert's expression remained impassive for a long moment as he considered your words. Then, to your surprise, a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. 

"You're not wrong," he said, his voice low. "My relationship with Lloyd is complex. But I like your candor. It's refreshing to meet someone who isn't afraid to speak their mind, especially to the CEO of a global corporation."

He paused, his eyes searching yours. "You remind me a bit of Lloyd's mother. She never hesitated to call me out when she thought I was being unfair or shortsighted."

You blinked, caught off guard by the personal turn in the conversation. "Thank you, I think?" 

Robert chuckled, a warm sound that seemed at odds with his imposing presence. "It's a compliment, I assure you. Celia was a force to be reckoned with, a match well-suited for me.”

He fixed you with an intense gaze. "You seem to have formed quite an opinion of my son.”

You felt a flutter of nervousness in your stomach, unsure of where this conversation was heading. "I've gotten to know Lloyd over the course of this conference. He's intelligent, driven, and far more complex than people give him credit for."

Robert's eyes narrowed slightly, a calculating look crossing his face. "And what exactly is the nature of your relationship with my son?" 

You hesitated, unsure how to respond. The truth was, you weren't entirely certain yourself. Your connection with Lloyd was still new, undefined, and complicated by your professional lives. 

"We've become... friends," you said carefully. 

Robert raised an eyebrow, clearly not entirely convinced by your answer. He opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could, a familiar voice cut through the tension. 

"There you are, princess. I've been looking for you." 

Lloyd strode towards you, his presence immediately commanding attention. He was impeccably dressed in a charcoal suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. His blue eyes were sharp and alert, taking in the situation.

His timing was too perfect, and so you couldn't help but wonder how much of the conversation with his father he had overheard.

"Lloyd," Robert acknowledged, his tone neutral. "I was just having an interesting chat with your... friend here." 

Lloyd's eyes flickered between you and his father. "You mean my girlfriend," he said, his voice carefully controlled. He moved to stand beside you, his arm slipping around your waist.

You felt a solid warmth spread through you at the gesture, not needing it, but grateful for his presence all the same. 

"Yes," Robert replied, his steely gaze now fixed on his son. "She was just explaining to me why she chose Nexus over Hansen Global. Quite passionately, I might add." 

Lloyd's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth. "Was she now? I'm sure that was an enlightening conversation." 

Robert's gaze shifted between the two of you, his expression unreadable. "Indeed it was. She has strong opinions about loyalty and family dynamics."

You felt Lloyd's hand tense slightly on your waist, but his voice remained steady. "She's not wrong," he said, echoing his father's earlier words. "And I appreciate her willingness to speak her mind." 

Robert nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving Lloyd's face. "As do I. It's a valuable trait in both business and personal relationships." 

An awkward silence fell between the three of you, the tension palpable. You glanced between father and son, noting the similarities in their strong jawlines and piercing gazes. 

Finally, Robert broke the silence. "Lloyd," he began, his tone softening slightly, "you certainly don't need her to advocate for you, but she did anyway. She's fierce and holds her ground. I like her even more than before." His eyes flickered to you, a hint of approval in his gaze. "You have my blessing."

Lloyd's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his hand tightening reflexively on your waist. "Your blessing?" he repeated, a note of disbelief in his voice. “I don’t need your blessing.”

Robert nodded, a wry smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "And yet you have it!”

Lloyd's jaw tightened, his posture stiffening slightly. "Well, that's unexpected," he said, his tone carefully neutral. You could sense a mix of emotions simmering beneath the surface.

Robert smirked. "Life is full of surprises, son. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a flight to catch." He turned to you, inclining his head slightly. "It was a pleasure speaking with you once more. I imagine our paths will cross again soon."

With that, Robert strode away, leaving you and Lloyd standing in stunned silence. You watched as Lloyd's father disappeared into the bustling lobby, his commanding presence parting the crowd effortlessly. 

Lloyd remained quiet, his arm still around your waist. The bustling lobby faded somewhat as you stood there, acutely aware of the tension radiating from him. His jaw was clenched and his eyes distant as he stared after his father's retreating form. You could practically see the gears turning in his head, and you wondered if the last five minutes had altered things in a way you hadn’t anticipated.

Had you overstepped? Was Lloyd upset that you'd spoken to his father about him? You'd only known Lloyd for a short time, after all. 

The doubt crept in, insidious and persistent, rooting so quickly in the pit of your stomach. 

And yet you know you wouldn’t have said anything different to Robert.

Short time or not, the connection the two of you had forged the first night at Versailles had set a unique foundation, made more interesting and intricate as you’d circled each other as rivals, shared your moments together the night of the gala, flirted and butted heads yesterday morning, before culminating in the intimacy of both the sex and the conversations last night and this morning. 

Finally, unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, you broke the silence. "Lloyd?" you ventured hesitantly, your voice barely above a whisper. "Are you okay?"

He remained quiet for a moment longer, his gaze still fixed on the spot where his father had disappeared. 

Just as you were about to apologize, to try and salvage what you feared you might have broken, Lloyd turned to face you. 

And then he kissed you forcefully, lips crashing into yours, passionate and urgent. His arms circled around you. You melted into him, your hands clutching at his chest as you returned the kiss with equal fervor.

When you finally broke apart, both breathless, Lloyd rested his forehead against yours for a few seconds right there in the middle of the hotel lobby. His blue eyes were intense, and they locked into your soul. 

"You," he said, his voice low and husky, "are incredible."

You blinked, surprised by his reaction. "I... what?" 

"You took my father to task, unprovoked. For me. Without even knowing I was there."

“Wait, how much did you hear?”

“Nearly every word,” Lloyd chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. “I was sitting just over there waiting for you and Maggie to be done. I was interested in seeing what my father would say to you, but then you’re the one who put on a show.”

“It wasn’t a show,” you argued.

"No, bad word choice. It very clearly wasn't any kind of performance. You were genuine, passionate, and fearless." Lloyd's eyes shone with admiration. "Do you have any idea how rare that is? To have someone defend me like that, especially to my father? Try almost never."

You felt heat creep up your neck. "I only said what I thought."

Lloyd shook his head, a hint of wonder in his expression. "You're something else, princess."

"Well, I'm not most people," you replied, a small smile playing on your lips. 

"No," Lloyd agreed, his voice soft. "You certainly aren't." 

You bit your lip. “I should go.”

“To the airport?”

You nodded. 

“You could stay,” he said, “fly back with me.”

Your heart stuttered.

You wanted to.

It was nearly the same invitation he’d made to you that first night when you’d left just before midnight at Versailles. 

“One more night,” he pressed. 

“Only one more night?”

“Here, yeah. Then so many more when we get back to New York. You know, the ever after part of happily ever after to wrap up the whole Cinderella thing.”

You laughed. “You’ve got a deal, Prince Charming.”

He rolled his eyes, but pulled you in to seal it with a kiss. 

Y'ALL! THIS IS IT! WE MADE IT TO THE END! Can you believe it?

Your comments on every chapter honestly sustained me and made this infinitely more fun to write! I knew it was an unconventional choice to cast Lloyd as our Prince Charming here, but - as I've said in a few responses - that's part of what made it so irresistible and fun for me and my muse.

A year ago I wouldn't have thought I'd be writing so much Lloyd... definitely not a 50k fic! Because... that's where we landed with this! 🤣 50.5k in total.

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the INTJ post was really so good 🥺🥺🥺 could you would you write a mammon and INTP? 💕

a/n: First of all thank you for your request!!! And I'm glad you liked it, hope you like this one too HSJAKSHKAJSHSJAKSHJA I actually almost made the other INTX because I was talking with an INTP friend and she also likes Mammon, he also agreed that INTJ and INTP are pretty similar, in the end I decided to keep it INTJ but I'll be more than glad to do an INTP one!! ❤️

If this is too short you can always request this same request but with scenario specified :)

Mammon x INTP reader

warnings : later there's smut, I'll warn tho (includes dom! top! reader) amab reader hinted.

gender : neutral

First off all, he admires you.

He thinks you're very smart and loves hearing you talk about something you like.

And then you're also kind??

Nah bro he's simping already

He hates that you don't get his hints that he likes you.

As if he wasn't the same 🙄🙄

But he loves how affective and kind you are with him so <3

Anyways you could be wearing literally anything and he would still think you'd look stunning.

"YA KILLIN' IT HUMAN!!"

"THANKS BABE YOU TOO"

Like

And he thought >he< was the model

You're just perfect in his eyes

Doesn't matter your gender, height, weight.

For him you're the personification of the emoji "✨"

He loves your smile. Please smile. He wants to see your smile. So smile for him.

And- not even a smirk like in the previous post, no, a mf sincere smile that only in you looks so pretty.

As if you're personality wasn't enough to make him fall in love-

He also loves your humor

Literally you could make your shittiest joke and he would still crack up.

"Does anyone have sunscreen??"

"No I don't like the way it tastes."

"Wait you eat sunscreen?!"

"No why would I eat it I just said I don't like how it tastes!"

It's just funny how you're like

"God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us?"

Meanwhile hes just like

"I'm gonna start a band specifically to start a romance within it that then ruins the band"

You both have similar energies and are almost as energetic too.

"Yo mammon would you rather fight a hundred toddlers or-"

"I wanna fight the toddlers."

"I didn't get to finish?????"

"Those toddlers are getting SMACKED-"

"goodnight human, Love ya <3!!!!"

"goodnight.

❤️"

"OI! You were supposed to say it back >:("

"oh

I sent a heart tho"

Do him hard, praise him while you wear your usually calm-but-kind-of-energetic face, it'll make him feel so many mixed emotions.

Good emotions tho dw.

He'd be cumming in a minute-

Every touch you give him just gives him chicken skin 🐔🥺 (JOKE BC IT'S HOW WE SAY GOOSEBUMPS IN PORTUGUESE/SPANISH)

Honestly he doesn't even know if he wants to dom or not-

Like, in the intj version I said he would be very submissive, breedable and "yes PARENT-"

But with an intp I see him actually just being like that one vibe

"*carrying an onion* ANYTHING FOR YOU BEYONCÉ!!!!"

Except instead of Beyoncé it's you.

simp 🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄

Like I said before you could be in a hoddie, pajamas, tracksuit, wrapped up in a tortilla blanket and he would find you drop gorgeous.

"Look at you so beautiful under me... always trying to brease me- sorry I meant please me, it was my colorblind ass talking."

What does even colorblind have to do with that?? Neither of you know.

Also that just ruined the whole mood because you're both laughing your asses off.

Or maybe not 👀

"M-mammon calm down you're squeezing me too much..."

Now you're both are still horny AND in a happy mood.

Aw look too crackheads in love 🥺 /hj

Maybe, just maybe it improved the mood.

And maybe you two didn't stop there.

But you definitely calmed down.

Just don't crack a joke every time you too fuck 😭

" ooo you two are always according to each other, you must be into soms kinky stuff at night~ I wonder what the weirdest/kinkiest would be—"

"So Mammon brings his book of anecdotes and I read some."

" ...he brings.... a book of anecdotes..?..."

"Yeah, searching them up online takes too much, then we would have to get hard again-"

" ..... I'm not going to question it anymore."

He pants hard under you, never loosing either intensity or speed of your trusts.

He arched his back, he was close, but so were you.

You hold his hands each one at a side of his head, you both locking fingers and sweating, the only sounds being skin slapping and unsteady breaths.

"Y-ya know.... *pants* ya looked so hot today I almost couldn't get a hold of myself at dinner.... Ya really do look like one of those super hot models.... and those new pants... ya should be careful bein' here around me like that or else I could faint~"

"......... sO I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE BECAUSE I'M DRESSED LIKE A HOOKER-"

You both wheezed to death.

The end.

[putschki1969]

2022/09/13 Blog post by Wakana “Wakana Billboard Live 2022”に来てくれた皆さん本当にありがとうございました！〜パクチーと新曲とクリスマス〜

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Thank you to everyone who came to see my “Wakana Billboard Live 2022″! ~Coriander, a New Song and Christmas~

I eat coriander salad every day to deal with the lingering summer heat. I love coriander, this time of the year, large junks are sold at various greengrocers near me 🙄 I used to see them often around spring but then they suddenly disappeared during the extremely hot summer months. Now they are finally back and I've been seeing them more and more often recently (I wonder if it a coincidence). For my salad, I lightly toss coriander and sliced ​​onions in sesame oil, add some white sesame seeds, a bit of salt, sugar and vinegar.

Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／

Today, I'll be posting a lot of photos from my Billboard Live OSAKA on September 1st and Billboard Live YOKOHAMA on September 9th! First of all, let’s start with some pictures from Osaka! Here we are after the 1st stage is over. We are ready to go again. And here we are with a big smile on our faces after the 2nd stage. At that point I was super hungry from singing so much Both Takebe-san and Fukuhara-san told me that I was in high spirits from beginning to end. I think it’s because both the 1st and 2nd stage were were filled with so much warmth and passion, I had a total blast!  Now here is a picture of the three of us after the 1st stage in Yokohama. All of those trio shots were taken right after we had come off the stage so everyone’s face still looked quite heated. (ﾟ∀ﾟ) And another picture after the 2nd stage! Taken just 10 seconds after the official end of all 4 performances in Osaka and Yokohama! ! Then we have some rehearsal pictures. I really like the fancy lights! ! Everyone is taking a bow＼(^o^)／Thank you for the warm applause!!

This time, we unveiled a brand new song to everyone, it’s one out of a few songs I am currently working on. It's called "標(しるし= Shiroshi = Sign/Mark/Symbol)". This song was written by singer-songwriter Yoshiko Hanzaki. When we were discussing the song, I burst into tears and poured out my heart to her. Hanzaki-san listened patiently to me while I was shedding tears. We talked about a very special and precious topic, family. My father passed away in the spring of 2020. Back then I felt an unbelievable sense of loss and unbearable grief, I honestly thought the day would never come when I would be able to laugh again. I was only able to motivate myself because you have always been there for me and provided support. Even though I was sad, I knew I would be able to overcome that sadness one day. I wanted to put all of those feelings in a song and convey them to you. At that time my love and appreciation for music increased considerably. The reason I can smile like this now is because all of you have been there for me. Also, from wherever my father is watching, I just want him to see me happy. Even now, whenever I'm singing I hope it transcends time and space to reach him. "Shiroshi" is a song that probably couldn’t have happened without the strength everyone has given me, it’s a song about my feelings for my father. Please look forward to the day when it will be release! [Note: On Father’s Day in 2020, Wakana posted THIS video of her and her mother performing “Moshimo Piano Ga Hiketanara”. At that point her father must have already passed away. Damn, it hits differently now. Also, I am so jealous of everyone who attended her Billboard Lives. I wanna listen to “Shiroshi” right now!! T_T]

Now, I would like to show you a few close-ups of my outfits~♪ This is the white dress I wore for the 1st stage! The floral pattern is subtle, nothing too crazy, just the perfect amount of pretty. I think it’s honestly so cute🥺💕I also like the sheer, puffy sleeves. That’s probably my absolute favourite part about the dress! Next we have my dress for the 2nd stage! I chose it because the vivid colours appealed to me😆 There is a lot of attention to detail in the design, which is something I really appreciate. For example, I really like the shoulders and the difference in texture between at the waist and wrist section! 😍

Thank you very much to everyone who came to my "Wakana Billboard Live 2022"!･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+ For me, it was a truly memorable live that made me discover new music!

My next live will be held on Christmas! 🎄🎅🌟 The performance is scheduled for December 25 at Kioi Hall! Everyone, let's spend Christmas Day together and enjoy music! (((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o))) I'll be awaiting you~♪＼＼\\٩( 'ω' )و ////

Finally, here’s a picture of my coriander salad! *laughs* Doesn't it look delicious?🤤

Until next time~☆(*'▽'*)/

＊＊＊Wakana＊＊＊

[ambivartence]

tagged by @njaems ily mel <3

name: siyuan sign: sagittarius height: 5'4" / 162 cm time: 02:48 am lol birthday: dec 19 favorite band/artist: right now it's kihyun!! my friend gifted me both of his solo albums for my bday bc i listened to voyager and youth so much hehe <3 last movie: glass onion last show: just finished ateez salary lupin today :] the new years episode made me cry when they surprised all the members with their mothers' cooking and handwritten letters 😭 when I created this blog: like probably 8 years ago idk but i became recently active on kpopblr at the end of 2020 :) before that i didnt really interact w anyone on here what I post: kpop drawings and gifs :] other blogs: my art insp blog @dreambivartence and my relatively inactive jacob + idols with flowers sideblog @jacob-bae mainly bc i love that url and the blog theme <3 do I get asks: yes but im so bad at answering them on time lol not me egotistically reblogging ask games so i can receive some attention and then not answering until 3-5 business days later 😔 followers: so many! too many (jkjk the more bots the merrier i guess!! lol) but @ humans how do yall put up w me 😂💕 average hours of sleep: 6-8 hours but i can easily sleep 12+ hours if i don't have morning plans LOL instruments: um... i can use drawing instruments. pencils. brushes. my tablet pen. i can play very shaky scales on the piano and some basic chords on the ukulele lol dream job: "no job hahaha" <- so real mel. tho also open to be an atz or skz makeup artist <3 dream trip: currently trying to recruit my friends to go on a korea trip next year and maybe japan or taiwan but we are famously very bad at deciding on plans favorite songs: youth by kihyun <3 i literally listen to almost nothing else these days i literally have a one track mind 😉😂

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[0nl0n]

Onion i wanna tell u about my kitties bc yes( + one chicken )

1: missy( the oldest )

so missy is a black cat, shes like 75 in cat years 0-0 but shes like the most loving cat we've ever had, shes so fluffy :3

She hates other cats bc she never had kittens of her own, we got her "done" at the vet if u know what I mean

She is grumpy around our other kitties, but shes still cute af

2: lulu (a mother at the moment)

Lulu is a cutie 100% ( shes also a black cat)

Shes a smol cat, but shes young and full grown :D 💕

Shes had babys 2 times and we are happy for her rn

She always has her tail up, shes just always happy lmao

she has big ahh eyes, it makes her even cuter lol

Rn she has 4 kittes, before she had 3

3: chrissy and dusty

The lil twins :D 💕( again, their both black cats)

Their kittens, but their not little LITTLE kittens

about chrissy, she has a bent tip on her tail, we still dont know why lmao, shes hyper af lol she really loves her sister and she has a cute lil pink collar ❤

about dusty, she's less hyper then chrissy, shes has a ball of dust colour to her so thats kinda where we got her name lol, she's so cute sihejsh, she has a purple collar

4: george( chicken)

George is a buff orpington type of chicken, if you dont know what that breed is, its a very pretty chicken breed, the roosters are very sweet too!

George is big and cuddly boy, hes my dads favourite

He protects the hens, and he feeds them ❤

Hes a big boi, hes fluffy too

Hes sweet to us, and everyone in my family

He allows hugs, hes just so cute djbdjshd

Well thats all! Hope u liked my pets lol

I live cats smmmm chickens are elite as well. I'm so happy for u. 💞💞

I Rlly want a cat 🥲

OKDDJKSJSKSNSKSKSKSKSJ<3 <3

Happy for u and ur lovey pets 😊

[jahayla-writes]

Hi Love.

I did request this anonymously but i saw what happened so I'll do it again now.

Y/N and Tom are going to Heidi Klum's Halloween Party as Shrek and Fiona. Tom is a little nervous but Y/N is there to reassure him that she'll be with him the whole time. Zendaya and Harrison are also going with them as Donkey and the dragon.

Once they're all done, they go to the party in an onion carriage. Once they're on the carpet, everyone is confused because they don't know that it's Tom, Y/N, Zendaya and Harrison. They only found Once they done an interview where they revealed it's them.

They dance the night away Once they're off the carpet

(Hope you like it! I've also attached a picture you can use for reference) 💝💞💕

Hi! Sorry this took so long, and I hope it is decent I struggled a bit with it but fingers crossed it’s okay!

Warnings: none

Summary: see request above 💝

Notes: Anon is back on for those needing it and please continue sending me asks and requests 💕

🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐🌺💐

“I look gross” Tom whines, glaring at “himself” in the mirror.

Y/N giggles, “you’re supposed to. You’re an ogre you dork”.

Tom rolls his eyes and turns his attention from the mirror to his girlfriend. “At least you get to be a pretty ogre” Tom sighs.

Y/N shakes her head as their makeup artist straightens the tiara/crown on her head. “Did you want to switch?”

Tom groans, “no but what if people recognize me?”.

“Wow someone’s full of himself” y/n jokes, “Tom, they won’t. That’s the whole idea. We don’t even have to tell anyone after it’s over unless you wanted to show off how you kept a secret for once”.

“‘ey! Rude” Tom laughs, wrapping his arms around her as the makeup artist steps back to look them both over.

“I’ll be there the whole night and so will Haz and Z” y/n assured him. He nods and grabs her hand in his. Well, grabs her prop hand with his prop hand at least.

“Woah! You both look so realistic” Haz says, dressed to look like Donkey. “Says you two” y/n laughs, in awe of his Donkey costume and Z’s Dragon costume.

“Are there prizes because we are going to win best group for sure” Tom laughs, starting to relax a bit. Y/n smiles and squeezes his hand as the onion carriage their crew ordered for them to arrive in approaches the carpet.

As cameras and questions flash before the group, many asking who they are, Tom begins to get nervous again.

Y/N notices and holds him close to her side, whispering comforting words softly to him. Tom relaxed a bit with just the feel of her there with him.

By the time they’re inside, he’s calmed down and eagerly taking in the party scene. Y/n kisses his cheek and asks if he wants to dance. “That’s supposed to be my line “ he jokes, grabbing her hand and leading her to the dance floor.

“Alright Tom, are you ready to go? My feet are killing me” y/n says as she looks up at Tom’s green painted cosmetic face.

All night she’d been focusing on his eyes and he on her’s as it was really the only way to recognize each other through the costumes. Tom laughs, his prop belly bouncing causing y/n to cover her mouth to mute her laughter.

“Yes love, let’s go” he says, his feet also sore from dancing all night. Especially given the extra weight he’s carrying around.

“Thank you for helping me tonight” Tom says as he dries off from his shower.

Y/N smiles at him through the bathroom mirror as she does her nightly skincare routine.

“I’ll always be there for you babe” y/n promises, applying her last serum.

“Let’s get some rest darling, we’ve got interviews the rest of the week” Tom yawns, arms directing y/n to their shared bedroom.

“We are certainly excited to see it” Marissa, the interviewer says in response to Tom answering her question about their latest movie.

“It was a blast to work on so hopefully the fans like it” y/n laughs, her right leg crossed over her left as she waits for the next question.

“I’m sure they will!” Marissa encourages, setting her note cards down and crossing her arms.

“Speaking of fans, your guys’ fans are sharing rumors that you were in attendance for Heidi Klum’s Halloween Party last night” she says, looking questioningly at the couple in front of her.

“Um well that’s true, yes” y/n says as Tom nods.

“But there is speculation as to whom you two went as because there are no photos where we can see your faces clearly or other identifying features” Marissa laughs.

“Some guess that is because you were in the giant inflatable costumes of the sharks” she informs them.

“No, nothing like that. I’ll give you all 2 hints. One, we were in the costume design room for hours. And two, we had photos together but also in a group with two others for the group costume” y/n says, knowing how she and Tom decided to play this.

“Hmmm, let’s see” Marissa says, grabbing a huge board from the corner of the room.

Tom bursts out in laughter upon seeing her mapped out theories before them.

“Do people really care this much?” He jokes, looking over the Xs and question marks on the board next to photos of the guests.

“Your fans absolutely do, they are very intrigued” Marissa says, crossing off a few more photos that don’t fit the clues.

“That still leaves all of these” Marrisa sighs, looking at the large array of costumes before her.

“I’ll give another two clues?“ Tom suggests, looking at y/n who nods in response.

“Alright, y/n and I were the same color but our other group mates were not” Tom says causing y/n to try to get his attention as he’s being too obvious.

“Secondly, it was based off a DreamWorks movie” Tom says, not noticing y/n trying to warn him.

“You were Shrek and Fiona?!” Marissa says as her audience gasps.

Y/N laughs and looks over at Tom who seems surprised she guessed it so easily. As if he hadn’t just all but told her outright.

Luckily Tom isn’t bothered anymore by it, y/n helped ease his nerves last night so now he’s just disappointed he ruined the secret.

“Yeah, that was a good guess” Tom laughs.

“What was that like?” Marissa asks.

“It was nerve wrecking and I wasn’t sure if I wanted people to know or to recognize me or what they’d think” Tom rambles.

“But, y/n/n, as always, helped me through it and helped me embrace the Halloween spirit. After that, it was a lot of fun because no one knew who we were and we could just dance and party without all the pressure of the whole world watching” he adds, causing the audience to awww in response.

“Once he relaxed, we both had a ton of fun trying to guess who everyone was, dancing, and feeling like a kid again. Plus, we may have won best group costume” y/n smirks.

“As you should” Marissa notes as her audience cheers.

“So y/n helped you through the night then Tom?” Marissa asks, the conversation clearly turning away from last night and instead to their relationship.

“She always does” he smiles, happy they got a night where no one was trying to uncover details about their relationship. Instead they were focused on who they were not their personal lives.

“Yes, well it’s just me returning the favor” y/n smiles, squeezing Tom’s hand.

“Oh and p.s. Harrison Osterfield was donkey and Zendaya was Dragon” y/n blurts intentionally so people don’t focus only on Tom having spoiled secrets.

Tom notices what she’s doing and smiles appreciatively at her, happy to know he’s always got her in his corner.

[havenothingtodowithme]

Vic my beloved my moon my stars my grilled cheese, may I request a healthy heaping of your thoughts about DOUMA or KOKUSHIBO? for that character ask meme >:) <3

You could ask my hand in marriage and i would say yes my beloved, so here are my thoughts on Douma 💕

favorite thing about them: he's insane??????? No but really I find him fascinating, his backstory has SO MUCH potential it drives me insane. I love the religious aspects of his character, both thematically and aesthetically. I also ADORE that he's a fun "villain" and that he keeps being fun until the very end?? Like, with Akaza and Koku, things got very serious at the end, they reflected on what they have done and felt complex feelings about it. But Douma???? He did not gave a single shit he was dying and did not regret a thing he did. I just love me some fun bad guy who learns nothing

least favorite thing about them: not a big fan of him having ice powers, i think it's kinda lame

favorite line: every time he goes "eh?" and "huh?" i feel that 😔

brOTP: I think him, daki and gyutaro would have such a good dynamic, i need some lotus lineage shenanigans

OTP: listen, roger's rum au made me a douma x koku shipper, they work really well together, it's a very interesting dynamic

nOTP: him and kotoha or shinobu is just a no no for me. Nothing wrong with any of this ships, it's just not my cup of tea

random headcanon: i think he was a pick eater when he was a human, a "the onion is chopped too big" kinda dude. He also hated tea i think

unpopular opinion: it's more related to the fanon interpretation, but I don't think he would be into sex at all. I know we like to portray him as this debauchery king, but I really think sex would bore him to death

song i associate with them: both colorblind and birthright by mythospheric, mood ring by lorde, deep jungle walk by astrix

favorite picture of them:

He looks positively insane 😖👌

He looks so young and dumb 💞💖💓💕

Send me a character!

[mando-abs]

I’m avoiding making notes for my journal (bc I’ll probably do all my journaling on the plane ride back home just to distract me bc I know I won’t be sleeping a wink) SO, I’m gonna list things that have surprised me so far while I’m England as a Southern US gal.

I’ve already told some of this to @honestly-shite (resident Englander) but I thought I’d make a post to help wind me down to bed.

OK! Here we go.

1) Wind turbines - There’s so many! I’ve never expected there to be any in England, mainly bc nobody has mentioned it. And that makes a lot of sense for England’s climate! So, way to go England. (Note: Yes, America does have wind turbines but not very many in Southern states im afraid. This was my first time seeing one)

2) The grass is greener - For the most part that is. Obviously cities and some moors are excluded. Idk if it’s the time of year? But it does rain a lot in England so…maybe that’s why.

3) Cars - better quality cars in England. Do people pride on their cars here? There’s been quite the many luxury cars on our excursions. That and there aren’t as many beat up cars on the highways (apologies, “carriageways”, which I am never letting y’all live down, just say highways, so pretentious).

3.5) Manual - So many cars are manual here. Y’all are already driving on the wrong side of the road. How much more dangerous do y’all have to be? Please, more automatic. I’m begging. For my nerves’ sake.

4) THE NORTH - why do your signs for Northern England say THE NORTH? Rude.

5) Cheers - Did not expect the constant use of “cheers” instead of “thank you.” I hear both, of course, but I think I hear cheers more often. I like it. You go you funky lil English. I would say it too, but it doesn’t sound right

6) Food - Ok yes, I will agree England makes some… choices when it come to English food. HOWEVER, the quality of food is significantly better. Yeah, I’m sure if I went to a run down spot, I’d get some bad food. But I’m talkin about fast food places, grab and go stuff. Most of the stuff is local and not as mass produced and stored in industrial freezers like it is in America. I could be wrong, but I get the sense this is the case. Especially when I eat at fast food places. Man. So good. Less guilt. Amazing.

7) Sprite - What did y’all do to my poor Sprite? Jail!!!! Immediately!!!!!!! Taste some American Sprite and then get back to me. Unbelievable.

8) McDonald’s- A lot more McDonald’s than I thought. And, it isn’t any better than it is in America. But! It is the same. So there’s a comforting thought for English McDonald’s lovers

9) Gardens - I knew gardening culture was bigger here but like…I didn’t expect it to be THAT big. So many gardening commercials lol. But, America has lawn/grass culture so I can’t say much on that.

10) THE NORTH Part 2 - Ok but Northerners are sweethearts 🥺 So friendly. I felt really safe in the towns I went to. Even York! It was nice for a change. Also, the mountains up in the North remind me of home 🥹 Except we have more trees. And more mountains. Oh, and the Lakes District 💕💕💕💕💕 Beautiful

11) Toilets - Damn. Y’all weren’t kidding around when you said y’all have better toilets. Color me impressed. I might miss them as much as I’ll miss cheese and onion toasties.

12) The Queen - Ok, I know y’all don’t talk about the Queen ALL the time. But I thought I’d hear a lot more about her because of the big jubilee coming up. Y’all really aren’t bothered aren’t you? (The Revolutionist in me is cackling hehehe) Today was the only day I’ve heard someone refer to her, and it was in liturgical church. I’ve heard more about Boris Johnson than I have in my life though. Brought to my attention how little America talks about British politics 😶😶😶…sorry.

13) Ukraine - Which reminds me, I’ve seen Ukrainian flags everywhere. Your overwhelming support for Ukraine in such a dark time in their history is very admirable, and it’s something I wish America would take initiative as well.

14) Daylight - Man. It gets dark LATE. Don’t know whether to be happy or mad at that.

15) Stores closing - I get why shops and restaurants close early. You’ve got lives and family. But, you just can’t do that to a confused hungry college student who thinks things are open because it’s still daylight 😭😭😭 Please, let me eat your food! Don’t make me go to pubs during prime drinking hours as a foreigner! I want your business! I swear!

16) Rest stops - Phenomenal. 10/10. They’re like if American rest stops were on steroids and actually had what you wanted.

17) KRISPY KREME!!!!! - Y’all have Krispy Kreme?!?!?!?! I love that shit bro!!!! I thought it was more of a local thing. Yet, I can barely even get any where I live. You lucky dogs you. Dang.

Alright, that’s all I can think of off the top of my head. There’s probably gonna be a part 2.

[mithrilhearts]

💡🤔💕

ALRIGHT. Time for some DIM questions!

💡 What’s the weirdest thing you’ve been inspired by?

I wouldn't say it's WEIRD, but it really started out as a joke or idle comment regarding some of the songs from Nightmare Before Christmas - @stardryad-random and I had this conversation, and apparently sitting and letting those thoughts simmer exploded into what will be our "Secret Onion Fic". So yes. Nightmare Before Xmas is so far the oddest fic inspiration for Bagginshield I've had thus far lol

🤔 What’s one genre you’ve never written that you’d like to try?

I'd say mystery? Thriller? Something on the spooky side, or something like a puzzle that the reader has to try and figure out as we go. It would be fun! BRAIN STIMULATION, but I'm not sure I'd ever be in the right place to make up such a situation.

💕 What is the WIP that you are most excited about?

All...of...them???

Okay, let's dial it back here. As far as a piece that's NOT been published yet, I'd say the Onion that Star and I are working on. I'm also going to throw Kurdu 'abadaz into this question as well since it only has one chapter posted thus far. It's an exciting tale and I get to try my hand at real angst. I'm really excited to share both of these stories.

But I really do love, and am very excited for, all of my WIPs.