#SNS Month Day 7

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SNS Month Day 7-Hurt And Comfort

When trauma resurfaces,the lullabies and cuddles come out

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FEBRUARY FLUFF — CARMY BERZATTO.

A/N: so carmy won this time around!!! Thanks to all those that voted and ultimately made this decision for me lol. Hope you guys enjoy this and have a safe, healthy, and happy love season 🩷 + yes this is a mixture of fluff and angst...i mean come on! I wouldn't be me if i didn't include that in here somewhere!

PROMPTS ARE FROM HERE + HERE & I’m using: 1. “…Okay, so the only way for us to enjoy that huge discount is to act like we’re dating.” “What, so you’d fake date me for discounted food but you wouldn’t real date me even though I could take you out to the best restaurants out there in town every fucking night if you wanted me to?”  + always giving the other the first bite of their food < or the last.

WARNINGS/SN: I wrote with a black or brown reader in mind although reader isn't physically described + they’re given a name only when mentioned, language is a thing here duh!, this is LENGTHY, lots of timelines: reader + nat became friendly before season 1 during the summer prior to 7 fishes which is estimated to be five years before season 2, reader knows of carmy due to past work, I feel like she can be just a few year(s) older than carmy but younger than nat—there’s a age gap for the Berzatto’s anyways, sexual relations are mentioned, this piece takes place months after the grand opening, & finally there’s a possible chance for a poly relationship or maybe just multiple crushes going on? Take that how you will.

𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡

it was a Sunday.

The kind of Sunday you woke up embarrassed about but knew you had to swallow your pride and just send out that text. You knew you wouldn’t be judged regardless reaching out to Fak because he’s built to deal with things like this and never made you feel like shit about anything.

You usually had to squeeze it out of him to get him to lay out any cons about a situation but appreciated most times when he didn’t. Your minds been going haywire with a recent assignment as a food journalist and it really slipped your mind, although you were usually a quick thinker, you’ve been stressed over this recent restaurant. Thankfully it clicked for you after throwing a tantrum to simply reach out to Fak to come help you out.

The stupid lever in your bathroom decided to stop flushing on you and of course you panicked. Who wouldn’t panic in a situation like that? You no longer had a roommate and strongly debated if you even wanted to search for another; after the shady actions of the previous one, so you really didn’t have to worry about them giving you shit either. (Let’s see if your rent feels the same next month!)

It was just you in the end and perhaps you were learning to be okay with that.

Yet that didn’t stop you from FaceTiming Sydney about it. “Hey Siddy, how’s your day going?”

“Pretty good, yours?” She politely asked as she moved down the hallway of her shared apartment to prop her phone on the pedestal sink, moving around her functioning bathroom to grab some oil to grease her scalp.

Smacking your lips you glare, “it fucking sucks.”

“Oh?” Sydney questioned, appearing back in frame, “what happened? Did someone egg and scratch up your car again after a review you gave them? Noo wait, don’t tell me there’s a bullet hole?!”

That was light work compared to New York (it really wasn’t a competition of which state had its worst moments but your home state left you kinda triggered, not gonna lie!) where you were just starting off and those that were in tune with the culinary world didn’t take your words with a grain of salt. Most nights you still woke up gasping for air, reaching for your throat due to some trauma of a break in from a well-known nepo-baby chef. Don’t get that twisted, your mom didn’t raise no punk but that didn’t mean those events didn’t mess with your mental and you acknowledged that every time you had a nightmare. They only served three years and five months compared to the original five year sentence.

Ah the system…got to love how that works out for the privileged!

You shrugged, “no…the threats have been pretty tame lately so I can give myself a pat on the back for that. However! I still am in a crisis.”

Sydney begins to move her braids around to expose her scalp, “Elaborate for me.”

“My toilet won’t flush!” You whine, laying flat on your messy bed. You tended to not make your bed on Saturdays and didn’t get around to making it today—although it was after 3pm.

Sydney asks, “Like the waste won’t go down…?”

“Exactly!” You confirm throwing your arm over your eyes dramatically, “The lever thing is moving like my old dislocated shoulder.”

Sydney gags, “don’t fucking remind me of that day. That was spooky to witness but I am glad you healed from that.”

“Thanks girl, means a lot, truly.”

Sydney gives a small smile, “don’t mention it…have you considered YouTubing it? That’s what I do when I don’t want to ask anyone for help and figure it out by myself.”

You hummed knowing this was true. In a sense you could be like that too, especially when it came to the working field, since writers can tend to be some nasty bitches and always in rivalry with each other. You made a name for yourself in Chicago as well, coming from New York where you worked just as hard-maybe even harder than the rest to mean and write exactly how you felt about cuisine, regardless if anyone agreed or not. It wasn’t about if people liked you, the relationship with food would always be more significant and hold value in your life, just like the rest of these chef’s you encountered and you got that, people were allowed to be sensitive about their work. You’ve come toe to toe with many chef’s around the world who didn’t like your take on their craft but that didn’t mean you didn’t understand them. They hardly took the time to really dive into your ratings and automatically took it as you shit talking or not having any idea what you were saying since you “weren’t really a chef,” but you knew your worth most days.

Yes you could be straight forward but that didn’t mean you lacked compassion like some chef’s liked to think according to your reviews. You often wrote in a way that was puzzling to some, almost philosophical or riddle like with your own twist. Some just didn’t get it and that was okay but you wouldn’t back down from any confrontation. The second they didn’t want to really listen, that’s when you removed yourself from the escalating problem. It didn’t have to get violent like some wanted to inflict.

“Why didn’t I think of that?!” You exasperated, slapping the palm of your hand to your forehead.

Sydney snorted, “maybe because you’re under a lot of pressure lately and the most simplest of things don’t come as easily as they should.”

“You would think I have high blood pressure with the way these past two weeks have been.”

Sydney says, “give it time.”

“Gee, thanks! That’s exactly the kind of shit I want to hear from you.” You roll your eyes at the blurt of words that commonly escaped the braided girl’s mouth.

Sydney breathes out a laugh, “I’m just joking!”

“Yeah, yeah! Maybe I should text fak back and tell him not to come by!”

“You asked fak instead of the apartment manager?” Sydney is in amazement.

“Fuck that noise, he’s so full of shit that he should see a doctor about it. He’ll show up to analyze the problem, then acts like he’s going to fit you into the schedule and then when you catch him in the lobby he pretends that he has amnesia.” You commented with a scowl.

You get ready to minimize the call to text fak but some obnoxious knocks at the door made you pop up from your bed. “That was fast!”

Hopping up from the bed and padding out of the last bedroom in the apartment, you made the journey through the foyer to the awaiting black front door. Peeking through the peephole you spot Fak grinning widely up into it, almost making you jump back.

“He’s made it Siddy! I’ll call you back!”

“K. Good luck!” Sydney calls out before you end the call to pull the door wide open.

“Neil!” You scream, quickly latching onto his tatted wrist ready to yank him in until you notice someone else is with him, “…why is he here?” You point.

Fak quickly glances over at a brimmed Carmy who raised a brow at him in a silent told you so manner, “I mean we were having a boy’s day when you called and I didn’t want my buddy to be left out. Plus, it’s always great to have some assistance.”

“…i find it hard to believe that Carmen wants to fix my toilet.” You cross your arms, poking out your hip as you stare at him.

Carmen shrugs his shoulders, “I wanted to wait in the car if it makes you feel any better.”

“Hmm…it doesn’t.”

Carmy rolls his eyes, pinching at the bridge of his nose briefly in agitation, “you know what, fak you’ve got this right? I know you do so—

“Nope!” Fak quickly interrupts, “this maybe a two person job so aspie if you just let us do what we came to do—

Shooting an arm out to block the doorway you peer into Fak’s dark teal eyes to show you mean business, “didn’t I say I dislike that nickname, Neil?”

He nods.

“Also i find it offensive that you brought an uninvited guest to my place.”

“Just be glad it wasn’t Richie because that was also a possibility before he ran off to pick up the kid.” Carmy snaps making you roll your eyes.

If Richie was here you been would have slammed the door in both Fak and his face. Sure you had some sort of tension with Carmy and beef with .......his cousin but at least Carmy only gave it back to you when he had the energy to—meaning if he was already on one. The issue was simple, you wrote a not so nice review once before when the eldest berzatto, Michael was alive and running the joint. Richie couldn’t forget that and actually kept the clipping, yes the clipping of the review way back when. He had the receipts to show Carmy and Carmy actually brushed it off then, not seeming to really care or doubt some of the words that were said.

He came to revamp the place because Mikey left it for him, to fix the mess his big brother left behind, to create what they’ve always dreamed of. Sure he got shit for it in the beginning and part of him felt like maybe that was your case too? He could relate to you on that, yet the weight was slightly different on his part and he even spoke with you not long after he found those tomato cans.

That gave him a certain push he couldn’t really explain. He may have done a brief dive on you, wondering why you felt acquainted to him—completely forgetting about seeing you once around Noma—choosing to start with reading previous reviews by you on other restaurants here in Chicago and a few interviews you’ve done over the world. You weren’t just some nobody, you held your titles well and it reflected in your work.

You weren’t clueless.

He just didn’t really know what he was dealing with until a short time ago.

What he didn’t expect was for you to show up again on opening night with a certain head chef, also from New York. That made carmy more anxious than anything, seeing you sitting beside that four eyed fuck ready to set off a tornado in the heart of the bear. Was that your motive all along? With carmy attempting to build a bridge, not for you to kiss his ass with praise but there was a odd need to have a simple conversation with you. It was weird but it seemed like Sydney, Fak, and Nat liked you?

The jury was still out with the rest—except Richie but you were a mystery to Carmy. However carmy wasn’t the best at putting a read on people or their emotions in the first place, he was good at fucking that up unless you’re screaming it into his face. That’s just how he operated.

“You two can come in—only because I don’t have the patience with the manager here and Neil’s the best I’m gonna get.” You state while fak slaps a hand on his chest.

“That was really sweet, Aspen.” Fak cooed ready to pull you into a bone crushing hug but you hold up a finger.

“Save the hugs until after you fix my problem.”

“You got it boss,” Fak salutes before diving under your arm to travel through your apartment, ooo-ing and ah-ing before finding the bathroom around the corner from the living room.

Sighing you drop your arm and wave carmy through, who keeps his view straight while traveling through the hallway. You call out to him, “you can have a seat on the couch.”

“What? Did you drop a load or something and is that the real reason why you don’t want me to help Fak?” Carmy comes right out with it, nose twitching in amusement after whipping around to face you in the center of the living room.

See…only when he’s frustrated or overly focused will he just let it out. Some may look at this as Carmy attempting to make a joke but you took that somewhat personally. The only thing you were thinking after he said this was: What an ego on this one huh?

You stop on your heels and tilt your head to the side, “are you telling me that you think women or fem pronoun users don’t take shits? Do you know what it feels like to have period shits?”

Carmy blinks at you and shouts with his hands out, “I...don't even know what the fuck you're getting at? I wasn't even trying to be sexist to you just then! I asked you a honest question—

“About you being in my business,” you pointed out, “contrary to your beliefs I have a heart and decided to be nice to you and let you stay in my place to keep warm. You’re welcome!”

“Oh bullshit, don’t act like you’re doin’ me any favors.” Carmy scowls, “you don’t even want me here.”

You shrug, “yet you’re here in my apartment, yelling.”

Carmy exhaled while you smirked at him sweetly before turning to lean against the wall that leads to the bathroom.

“Everything okay in there, Neil?”

“Oh yeah!” He says, “I think I figured out the problem. Easy peasy!”

“Great!” You exclaim, pulling your phone out from your sweats to read a very important email.

The weight of stress seemed to lift a good chunk as you quickly responded to a email that you’ve been waiting for. You’ve been invited out (squeezed in) to a taste test at this restaurant for this evening that you’ve been trying to get into for a month before you brought it up to your employer. The deadline was approaching for the end of this week to have a review ready and they just responded to you five days before that deadline! Reading over it twice, the squeal in you slipped through your smile until you read the exceptions.

If you were to go over the amount of food purchased, which you would put on the company card anyways, you can get a discount if you brought a plus one and some reimbursement if the review was satisfactory to the owners—which the last part wasn’t unfamiliar to you.

You usually didn’t bring a plus one to any of the places you did reviews for, you got comfortable doing outings all on your own but this was different. Sure you were somewhat known in the culinary world but that didn’t mean you were a millionaire and this restaurant was apparently upscale. There was a waiting list regardless of your status—even for the celebrities that went there so this was a big deal and they gave you a short notice. Usually Sundays were known for a reset for the week but what better way to start it?

You don’t go forward with reaching out to anybody else that you work with. This was your battle and you were aware that two of your other co-workers also reached out to this restaurant. You just hoped you were the only one they picked and wouldn’t miss out on the great opportunity just because you weren’t sure about your guest.

A few hours before show time and you had to find somebody to attend with you. Your best friend was away in Cabo for a honeymoon, the other (who recently planned on moving to ATL) was dealing with the flu and had their no good ex boyfriend taking care of them, Sydney was suddenly MIA, and you even considered inviting Natalie Berzatto to piss carmy off just a bit.

“Hey, Nat!” You greet into the phone as you walk into the kitchen, witnessing Carmy perk up from the couch.

It’s small talk at first: you asking about how her day is going as a mom to be, if she’s going to be at the bear tomorrow, did she watch the Emmy’s the other night, tell her husband you said hello, and then finally if she had plans for tonight.

“…are you asking me to hang out?”

“We had fun at that club way back when no?”

“Yeah! But that was how long ago?”

You knew it’s been awhile. You were always friendly with Natalie, meeting her first—well second out of the siblings down at the small mart one summer you helped out at that your great-uncle owned. She was huffing about something her boyfriend at the time, Pete forgot to bring her and some groceries she was picking up for her mom. You were cool enough to become Facebook friends, exchange numbers, go out for coffee and go to the club together. This wasn’t unusual to call each other randomly but you knew she commonly got shit from Michael and Richard about her talking and hanging out with you.

The thing about Natalie Berzatto is that she always tried to give people the benefit of the doubt. Yes she saw your review yet she kinda laughed about it initially but it was all fuck you’s from the other two loud mouth’s. Of course she was going to listen to her brother but she still had a mind of her own. she didn’t care to listen to Richie go off but she understood how Michael felt, although she was the only other Berzatto that heard you out.

Except you didn’t owe anybody an explanation even if some felt you were more cutthroat in your younger years.

“...Before you and Pete even thought about marriage?”

You were younger than them but you imagined how it would always work out for Nat and Pete, which included growing old together.

“Wow! Yeah that sounds right.”

“So…?”

“Can’t do it.”

“You didn’t even hear all the details!”

“I know, I know and it sounds like it’ll be a real fucking blast but if this kid wasn’t sitting on my sciatic nerve constantly and if my feet weren’t the size of two honeydews…I totally would! But I’ll have to decline this time around—so please don’t hate me!”

“I could never!”

“You know you could always ask carmy-

“Why on earth would I do that?” Your reply was instant.

Natalie sighed over the phone, “aspen…the potential of friendship and love is a beautiful thing.”

You scrunched up your face at the phone before placing it back to your ear.

“Do you want me to hang up on you?”

“I’d call you a rude bitch if you did but then get over it.”

“I can live with that because I know it’s real love between you and I.”

“…whatever that means.”

“Right.”

You both laugh, knowing just how weird the subject of love can be. Although you didn’t talk all the time it was always okay for one of the other to drop a venting text or call each other’s way and know the other would get around to responding. The both of you may not be the best of friends but you did consider each other friends regardless. There were conversations between the both of you that no one knew about and would be a constant reminder of what kind of friends the both of you would remain.

Natalie wished things could have been resolved between you and Michael but she reassured that the dislike wasn’t as deep as it seemed. There was no secret that you felt awful about how his life ended and being there for nat during that time also meant a lot. She told you that one of the last conversations she had with Michael was about you and it felt as if he was learning to let go of your review, slowly taking in Nat’s words of you not having a cruel bone in your body especially with all that you’ve done for her.

Anybody that showed his sister true friendship couldn’t be complete garbage. As much as he tolerated Pete, Michael was always aware that he was good enough for his sister. They were all cut from different cloths and the Berzatto’s were just from the same but opposite corner’s.

Natalie telling you this was not to erase any worries you had since that is always brought to the surface when someone you’ve been face to face with before decides to end it all. It was to show you that nobody ever truly knows what anyone is thinking whether there is love there or not.

You can feel Natalie smiling through the phone, “Think about it…all that tension could be smoothed out if you extend the olive branch…now it’s your turn.”

“It’s not my fault he switched up on me after your opening night.” You didn’t lower your voice or make it louder but you were definitely staring at carmy now who was side eyeing you, looking like phineas from phineas and ferb.

“That’s something you need to talk to him about, don’t you think?” Her tone was always so gentle that it made you sick sometimes because she could be right.

“I’m not here to do think pieces.”

“…aren’t you a writer?”

“Have a good night, nat.”

“Ta-Ta!” Natalie sing-songs, “be sure to send me the deets later because carmy never tells me anything! Bye! Chat later!”

Hanging up the phone, you slide it onto the counter and tap your nails against the island. To the right of you, you pick up on some clinking in the bathroom—which sounds somewhat normal and zone in on carmy who’s also holding onto his phone but staring at the blank tv in thought.

“Hey, Carmen.” You call his name.

His bright blues turn to you as if he hasn’t been eavesdropping on your conversation here and there between his texts with Marcus.

“You. Me. The Saffron Simmer. 7pm.”

The air is frigid as the both of you hunch your shoulders shoving through Chicago’s winter. Shockingly the streets are filled with cars tonight so you had to park on the next street over before walking up and around to The Saffron Simmer. Carmy offered to drive, which was a debate—no shock there—since there was no way he was leaving the bear stock van behind for no license having fak to play around in.

Fak definitely found that offensive and said he didn’t mind hanging out at your place, being done with your toilet but with the look you sent him he said he’s find an Uber or fak2 can pick him up. It’s not like you didn’t trust fak in your place…it’s just that the possibilities of what he can get into are endless.

You also didn’t want to ride in the bear’s van not because of shallow reasons, you just wanted to annoy carmy just a bit more for fun. Walking mostly everywhere was the way to go growing up in New York and Carmy working there so doing so here in Chicago wasnt foreign either. However with the type of cold here in this city is enough to give the bravest of hearts hypothermia. So obviously driving was the best option, it’s just the petty back and forth between you two of who will drive had to be spewed.

Eventually you gave in and sat in the passenger side of the van, being on DJ duty for the twenty-five minute drive—something carmy didn’t care to argue over. The both of you made it on time, throwing the door back for carmy to catch then bouncing on your toes while he blew into his gloveless hands waiting on the greeter to find your reservation.

The pictures didn’t do The saffron simmer any justice. There was so much to look at with its modernized speakeasy décor and the high ceilings did a superb job of making the both of you feel small in the spacious space. Thankfully the dress code was business casual so you didn’t have to go all out but you still put in the effort of looking your best in simple attire. You’re shrugging out of your scarf, earmuffs, and puffer coat while Carmy is already seated; with only the removal of his cap across from you in a chair.

He’s watching you as you place everything neatly to the right of you before you're taking a seat in the leather oversized chair, then digging through your tote to pull out your notepad, Sony camera, phone, and bolt pen. You quickly scribble something on the first line and circle it before dropping your pen.

Rolling the sleeves of your long sleeves back underneath your blazer, you roll your shoulders with a close of your eyes before opening them with a look of determination.

“Wow, that was something.” Carmy tells you, making you set your eyes back on him, forgetting just that quick that he was your plus one.

Clasping your hands together you quirk up a brow, “What?”

“Watching you prep.”

You dip your head, “should have seen me before I got dressed…much worse.”

A smirk appears on the corner of Carmy’s lips, “oh yeah?”

“Well yes, I can contain myself in public, Carmen. Your home is supposed to be your safe space so that’s the best place to go a little crazy sometimes.” You inform, yet still not giving too much away.

“Why are you in your head about this place anyway?” Carmy peers around the slightly filled dining area before meeting your eyes once more.

You lift your shoulders, “have you seen the way they market this place? Giving not too much away although it’s top ten restaurants here and I can either contribute to its success or its downfall. They picked me for a reason so my review matters at the end of this year.”

“But you uh-get a thrill out of this shit don’t you? It’s what you signed up for, right?” Carmy is actually relaxed against the chair across from you.

Which is a sight to see.

You state, “it’s part of the job, if that’s what you mean.”

Carmy blinks and seems to get it, “and so you stay.”

“So I stay.” You echo while holding his stare, which is broken by a piece of the stone table lifting and showcasing the menu illuminated by sepia lighting in the dark of the restaurant.

Carmy’s bright eyes are wide as he stares at the menu that appears right in front of your faces. There’s a grin on your face as you rest your fingertips around its rough edges, almost as if you were expecting this while carmy blows out a breath.

“The hell is this place?”

You peek over at him, “some next level shit, berzatto.”

“Yeah…I think I’m starting to catch on.”

You turn your attention back to the menu, swiping your fingertips along the touch screen although you’ve heard things about the menu, which they kept offline since apparently it renews monthly.

“What looks good?”

“Uh…these pages aren’t even labeled." Carmy exhales through his nose, eyes searching all over the tablet, "I have no clue. You?”

The words come at ease for you, "One of almost everything maybe?”

“Sounds good...I guess?”

“On me by the way,” you state with a wink as you flash your company card.

“I’ll get the tip then.” Carmy pats his jeans, the left containing his carton of cigarettes, the right holding his keys, lifting his hips he checks for his wallet although he’s been sitting on his behind for about ten minutes now.

You don’t argue with that, eyes in awe at the selection of items as you start ordering, “don’t forget to order your drink.”

“Water should be fine,” Carmy mutters to himself, eyes scanning over the first strange title of water that is described as flower and ginger infused purified water and decides to go with that.

You finally express after rapidly letting your fingers go over the screen and taking a picture with your phone, “…Okay, so the only way for us to enjoy that huge discount is to act like we’re dating.”

It sounded so easy to you as you quickly shifted to pick up your pen and start writing notes.

“What was that?” Carmy pressed his elbows into the edge of the table, making sure he heard you right since he’s not even sure if he can trust his inner thoughts lately.

You’re still scribbling but also turning your face towards the messy haired chef, “you heard me. We have to act like we’re in a relationship because I’ve definitely went over the budget on the card.”

“That’s not really my problem?”

“Yes it is,” you demand, “you agreed to be my plus one so that’s that. Plus this menu further confirmed my suspicions from the email.”

Carmy scratches at his brow confused, “what are you talking about, aspen?”

“Here,” you swipe across your screen towards Carmy’s device, which brings up another screen instantly to carmy who’s in awe but scans over the details.

You didn’t share the email with him but he’s heard about how high tech this restaurant is but didn’t have the time to do his own research.

*Significant others in attendance are subject to applicable discounts.*

Carmy feels his stomach cramp at the fine print and it so small that he was sure anyone could have missed that.

Not you.

“…how exactly are we supposed to prove that, hm?” He's gripping at his greasy hair now, feeling himself getting a bit worked up about this.

You fanned your hand along, “just do what couples do and follow my lead...Depending on our witnesses,” you whisper as you look around, “they could always assume that’s what we are anyways.”

Part of carmy didn’t like how that came off.

“What, so you’d fake date me for discounted food but you wouldn’t real date me even though I could take you out to the best restaurants out there in town every fucking night if you wanted me to?” Flies out of Carmy’s mouth before he can even process what he’s saying.

That stoops you too, making you press your back against the chair in thought. That wouldn’t be going down in the notes, as you stare at the pen in between your fingers for a moment. Which brings you back to Carmy’s tatted fingers first that touched you in ways that romance novelist craved to write about.

So you may have left that out, how a shared conversation about the “heartless” review of then Chicagoland turned the bear melted into hot and heavy actions in the front seat of your Mazda. It hits you in those same flashes you take of dishes: the unsure sloppy kisses, you taking the lead to get Carmy to just touch you, shaky hands that trace the tattoo from your rib cage down to your hip before soon holding steady and angled just right beneath your red tapered trousers.

“Where did that come from?” You question just as a server greets you, delivering drinks and announcing the small plates should be out in the next five minutes with a timer appearing on both of the stone tablets.

Carmy says, “you—you didn’t just think I forget right?”

“Well I was hoping.” You were honest, “neither of us are ready for relationships—especially hearing about you and Claire.”

Carmy felt his eye twitch, “and how do you know about that?”

Sydney.

You wouldn’t throw her under the bus like that although you could tell carmy already knew.

“I have my resources but don’t think I’ve been asking around about you or anything like that.” You sipped at the raspberry mint cocktail, it could be stronger.

His thumbs are shaking first on the table top but his icy stare made your chest pulsate in a way you didn't particularly like, “…would that be so bad?”

You and carmy didn’t exactly know each other well enough besides a conversation once had and with his hand down your pants! and you trying to get him to crash, clothes still on right in the center of his lap—It was a spur of the moment hookup and you could tell it was not something that happened often for carmy. He never had time for it or bothered to get attached but there was something about you that had him thinking otherwise. What was supposed to be a one time thing that you swept to the back of your mind was being brought up again.

The annoyance overtook what that feeling brought in the front seat of your ride. You weren’t ignoring carmy after that but the both of you had a lot on your plate with him renovating a restaurant and you diving back into your own work. Both fields of work seemed to matter more and not once did you think he ever thought about you in that way.

Communication was important people!

And here you thought he wanted nothing to do with you, especially with you showing up to the grand opening of The Bear. Now here you were months later, basically at your benefit, face to face hearing only pieces of what Carmen Berzatto was thinking.

“Hey, guys!” A familiar voice gathers your attention and you both turn to see Sydney smiling at you two.

Carmy widens his eyes, “Syd, what’re you doing here?”

Sydney snorted, “doing the same thing you’re doing? Having dinner.”

“Right.” He lightly shakes his head.

“Oh my god…am I interrupting this um? Date?” Sydney quickly connected the dots eyeing the both of you back and forth while you’re choking on your drink, “you okay?”

She pats your back for you while you gasp and Carmy slides over his water your way although you have your own glass near by. Gaining some air, you swallow some water and breathe through your nose. Normally you would have a response for Sydney’s joke but given what carmy just said to you had your mind running along with some burning tears you wiped away.

“So this is where you’ve been instead of answering me back?” You decide to switch the subject-you were great at that-wheezing a bit while Carmy scoffs and looks away.

Sydney frowns, “huh? When did you call me besides the FaceTime call…” she starts and pulls out her phone, “oh shit sorry. I placed it on do not disturb like thirty minutes after you didn’t call me back. I got wrapped into some entail about the menu from one of the chef’s that works here and is also a friend.”

Carmy speaks, “Didn’t know you had a connect with anybody here, Syd.”

“Can’t reveal all my moves, Carm.” She winks and lightly elbows him while Carmy sends her a small smile and a shake of his head.

Carmy asks, “scooping out our competition?”

“Only a little," She pinches her fingers before continuing, "and my dad thought it would be a place I wanted to try.” Sydney admits, “and if you two weren’t on a date I’d say let’s make this a group thing! so I’ll be going! I see my dad coming back from the bathroom…he’s got like a bladder problem and I don’t know why I’m sharing that with you two. But bye! Enjoy and just know I’ll be keeping my eye on you two.”

“Fuck,” carmy exhaled feeling his nerves rising, “don’t do that.”

Sydney chuckles to herself and sends a wave to you two before walking back to her table by the window.

“Siddy kicked me to the curb for her dad,” you sigh resting your cheek into your knuckles for a moment, “can’t be mad at that.”

“But you can be mad at me for what exactly?”

“You wanna do this with me right now?”

“Yeah, I think I do.”

“I thought we could move past what happened—

“You can say it you know? Me with my fingers inside—

“Excuse me!” You hiss, “I don’t need you to repeat action by action thank you. I was there too. We both know what happened, we’d agreed we can coexist around this big ass city. I show up to support—

“Did you though?” Carmy pressed, “support me? Or am I waiting for something else to be thrown at me with your upcoming review?”

“What?!” You bite, “is that what your stank ass attitude is about?”

Carmy tightened his jaw just as the first serving was handed over. You let him sulk in that for some time as you study the plating of the four appetizers, making note of each before taking more pictures with your sony.

“I wasn’t there to write a review.” You reply.

“I saw you—

“Let me finish. I understand pressure so I get it but you have to learn to channel your anger and this grief, elsewhere and deal with it better without projecting it onto any and everybody. I’ll tell you that right now that won’t get you anywhere and especially with me, Carmen.” You affirm.

You’ve been in Carmy’s position before so you can speak with experience. He seemed to always be waiting for the worse to continue filling up his plate but it takes time to accept the good in life. He was giving you something but you weren’t sure it was the best option for the both of you and you weren’t afraid to say that.

“Alright…I didn’t come here to talk about feelings either you know? That’s what those meetings are for.” Carmy spills just a tad.

You stare at the vibrant but delicate plating but his tone and the soft upbeat tempo above your heads don’t go unnoticed. “What did you come here for then?”

Carmy blinks and snatches up a spoon, almost weighing it in his hands before he dives the utensil into the dish. He stares as the stretch of cheese, twisting the spoon to break it apart before holding the Macaroni and Brie with Crab out for you to take the first bite.

He doesn’t answer for awhile and so you do the honors of taking a bite and savoring it's texture and taste.

“…that’s not my favorite.” You announce and notice that Carmy waited for your view.

He raises his brows, “tell me about it?”

“They need different plating.” You deeply sigh, “I know that type of plating works best for a dessert and that’s not it. There’s more breadcrumbs than meat, which seems to not be fully removed from its shell so be careful with that. It’s also lacking flavor even with the brie, which is my least favorite kind of cheese in Mac, although many swear by it.”

Carmy flicks his attention to your disappointment to you scribbling into your notepad with a shake of your head. If he was making you a dish, he’d try his hardest to make sure it was everything you ever wanted.

He quickly has his share and thinks to himself.

Carmy can agree, this was lacking flavor and the breadcrumbs didn’t even have a crunch to them. You can’t just depend on the cheese to give you flavor in Mac and cheese.

“What’s your favorite dish? I—I don’t think I ever asked you that. We just went straight into talking about the beef.”

And doing dirty things in the front seat but who needs to relive that?!

You look up from your notes and lift your chin, “you’re looking at it. It’s childish I know...but that’s exactly what it reminds me of: my childhood. Mac and cheese! then as I got into my adulthood…crab kinda took over. Which is funny because I hated on it for so long growing up. My papa—my grandad, he helped my mom raise me, he's from Ocean City so you can only imagine the amount of seafood on our table.”

You’re smiling to yourself and Carmy can’t help but to feel his small laughter lines appear by his lips as you’re locked into some memory only you can remember vividly. This was the most Carmy was learning about you, sure it may not look like much but he didn’t feel the need to dissociate even if at times he really couldn’t help it.

You were the question mark that he wanted to figure out and get all the answers to. Maybe it was his gut and he shouldn’t have blabbed to sugar about you because now Carmy was thinking this was Michael’s doing.

If you believe in that shit.

So the both of you take your time trying the small dishes before getting the main courses. It seems the longer you sit across from each other—the tension was definitely still there especially with Sydney’s eyes burning into the two of you across the room and attempting to not get caught—although she had once or twice but gradually it lifted as you and carmy shared this time together.

He watched you work while you asked for his input before you told your own. He also provided a few things he would do to tweak it if he agreed with what you didn’t enjoy. Which was eye-opening for you, yes you went to school for journalism and sat in on some cooking classes once that also tied into your passion for learning. After completing your first degree you decided culinary may take you to different heights and enrolled into culinary school. You didn’t find the need to continue going through with being a chef after Copenhagen, finding writing to be your stronger suit but you still understood food and the relationship with it when it came to chef’s.

So you took carmy’s input into consideration.

With the last serving being a Asian dessert called, “Jjan Hae,” which consisted of: coconut rice pudding served with fresh citrus (orange, grapefruit, kumquat) and coffee ice cream, topped with crispy pop rice & a shot of Korean rice wine, it was a strange concept but the both of you came to terms with the dessert working well.

Carmy even took a video to show Marcus tomorrow at the bear and sent a photo to an old colleague, Luca, that you were also familiar with considering Noma was a thing that you didn’t bother speaking much on…but it was your turn to give carmy the last serving.

He hesitated since he had his own bowl, which he finished way before you did but it was clear you wanted him to have the last bite so he also took it while saying something with his eyes.

Breaking the stare, the both of you felt your phone buzz with a text. Carmy didn’t jump to answer it right away…he was the worst texter according to Nat and Sydney but you can answer for the both of you as it was a group text from Sydney who was long gone with her dad.

Siddy + (773) XXX-XXXX: Carmy, invite aspen to breakfast in the morning?? See you guys then! 👍🏾😉

“You guys do breakfast at the bear now?” You say lifting your eyes from your screen.

You heard Sydney made a mean omelette but you haven’t been back since earlier this year and you weren’t in the mood for that that night.

Carmy frowns and closes his eyes with a shake of his head, “uh yeah it’s a new thing that Syd came up with but we agreed to do that with everyone once a month…later this month. Why?”

“She wants me to have breakfast with you guys…knowing I’m not a morning person.”

“It’s not happening tomorrow anyway, so what is she talking about?” Carmy digs into his jacket, where he carelessly shoved his phone into after sending the photo off to Luca.

Another text rings out: at carmy’s place. just us three???

Not Sydney making plans and then placing it all at Carmy’s apartment.

He’s taking a breath, almost as a silent reminder for him to do so before his thumbs move over his screen: i don’t even eat breakfast, Syd.

Syd: well youre gonna.

~ Syd has notifications silenced 🌙 ~

“Well, looks like your work wife told your ass.” You laugh, which you translated into her message but didn’t comment further than that.

Carmy harshly exhales through his nostrils in disbelief, “my work wife huh?”

He didn’t hate how that sounded but he also never thought about marriage or relationships in awhile.

“Yeah…the proof is in the pudding, no matter what anyone says.”

Carmy pinched at his bottom lip as he attempts to dryly joke, “I thought it was rice? and what about outside work…”

“That’s something you have to figure out yourself.” You shrug, getting ready to pack up your notes and cameras.

You turn your attention to the table, which knows just when to lift as you tap on the screen to signal that you’re ready to pay while holding out your company card, “are you paying cash for the tip or card?”

“Uh, cash.” Carmy answers, “…what if I’m starting to think about what come’s next?”

“With Syd?” You question, your now sage and mint scented hands flying over the screen as you select the correct paying method before tapping your company card against the screen.

Carmy starts bouncing his leg underneath the table, “with everything.”

“Well…when you’re ready you’ll make moves to make it happen won’t you?”

Carmy dips his head, “you bet.”

And here comes the intense eye contact that you can’t help but to huff out some laughter.

“What’s funny?”

“It’s just people with light eyes always do this thing where they’re just staring into your soul you know? Like damn, relax!”

Carmy’s confused as he holds his wallet open, “uh sorry for having eyes?”

“Shut up, glacier eyes.” You tell while Carmy just snorts at you.

The both of you don’t waste any time rushing back to his car as the clock is approaching 10pm. The wind’s definitely picked up and the temperature dropped, making it easier not to get caught up in the night time city lights which you often liked to do. Back in the van, carmy doesn’t wait to crank up the heat and you don’t bother to mess with the radio this time.

“So?” Carmy asks as he waits for the car to warm up some.

You keep your attention outside the window shield, “yes?”

“What’s the rating?”

“What makes you think I’m going to tell you that, Carmen?” You continue holding yourself.

He sniffs, “I mean—I was sitting across from you the entire night while you told me some of your thoughts.”

“So you thought you should also get the final score? I don’t even know what I’m going to say yet.”

“Ah, I think you’ve got some idea.” Carmy lolls his head over to peek at you.

Laughter bubbles past your lips, “I do. I’ve absolutely had better because—what the fuck was that?”

Carmen feels a crooked smirk appear on his own face, “I don’t want to completely bash other chef’s work but fuck, I thought it was just me? You said it got a 4.3 out of 5? The ambience and service was spot on but…the flavor for most of the dishes?”

“I knew you knew something about seasoning,” you continued laughing while carmy rolled his eyes, “should spend less on the tech and interior and more on some fresh herbs.”

“Isn’t it called simmer saffron?”

That made you laugh even harder as you gripped your stomach, “You’ve got that so backwards!”

And carmy couldn’t help but to scan your features as you laughed and he felt his chest getting somewhat lighter? Just listening to the sound of you and being beside you. What kind of feeling was this? He’s felt it before looking at someone else but that feeling was more of a tug with that light while this one slowly poured in from the black.

“Don’t be too hard on ‘em though? There’s always room for improvement.”

“Sure, but we both know the bear is better and you guys don’t have a waist list months in advance.”

“We also don’t have any celebrities showing up either.”

“Yet.”

Carmy taps his fingers against the steering wheel, appreciating that, “right, yet…I’m sorry about March. I was too in my head about so much shit and you’re right, I took it out on everyone and I’m still trying to make up for it.”

“Effort doesn’t ever go unnoticed if people look and feel it hard enough.”

Carmy chews on his lips at that, “if you believe that…then why do you feel what I said about dating—uh us—about us dating is out of the blue?”

“I said that?”

“Your eyes did. It’s the most expressive thing about you which is funny to me when you talk so much shit about mine when you hide the rest of it away on your face. It’s fucking confusing but I think I gathered that from our dinner tonight.”

Carmy was just as detail oriented as you. It was in his language with food and maybe even in his tattoos that you tried to understand starting with his fingers first. The way he spoke about what he would do with the dishes that were lackluster, except for the dessert—that was pretty good. Carmy wasn’t much of a talker because he wasn’t sure how to express himself, always been that way since you knew of him at Noma…but he told just enough in his dishes and you told just enough between the lines you wrote.

Someone just had to look hard enough.

“…I ever tell you I was engaged? Of course I didn’t, we’re still…I don’t know what the hell we’re doing here Carmen but I’m starting to sense that we could be special if we both want this badly.”

“What do you want?”

“Does anyone ever really know?” You laughed, “ I guess someone to look past the circumstanial and I had that once but then he died. So that was the end of that.”

“You swore off love.”

“Love is many things but maybe I closed off the long lasting part.”

Carmy could relate to that as least with family. He never had much interest in romance even growing up because he lacked that confidence in anything being permanent besides the chaos he’s used to, then he found some of it once he proved what he fucking set out to do yet cooking was all Carmen really opened himself up to. While Luca and others encouraged him to have a night out in the town, he always left early or if there was one person that caught his interest, they get to talking and both get bored of each other since Carmy hardly made the move to take them back to his. Before Noma?

Maybe.

Back in Paris there was one that could have been permanent but Carmy had to break her heart since Noma was calling. Culinary was his true love and he honestly couldn’t tell you what she even looked like now if you asked him. Things that should have mattered tended to get buried in the blue of his mind unfortunately.

He didn’t have the time to be attached and you didn’t want to have your heart ripped out again.

“How’d—

“He was a firefighter.” Was all you said and just those words alone told carmy it was anything but peaceful.

It took a lot for carmy to scream at himself how Michael went out and he imagined it might have been the same for you. So he wouldn’t dare ask for further morbid details because what did that help?

So maybe you weren’t wrong about the both of you not being ready to take that step on going on dates but change was everlasting.

“Uh—what about breakfast then after that not so great meal?” Carmy asks as he pulls off from the curb now.

You think about it. Really think about it that carmy starts to assume you may have dozed off.

“Depends on the time honestly? And who am I to turn down a free meal?” You beamed at Carmy who lifts his shoulders with a chuckle.

Carmy explains, “Syd and I usually start our days early, sometimes even earlier for me if I don’t get enough hours in. but thanks to the reno those on the early shift can get prep ready and I heard…you’re not a morning person?”

You’re just as sarcastic but there’s no lies, “I don’t even know my name or birthdate when I first wake up…what do you think?”

Carmy snickered at that, “okay? So how does 10am sound?”

“That’s pushing it but…I think I can be there so that’ll give me the rest of the day to work from home.”

Carmy nods, “can’t wait to read it. Shake on it?”

“On what? My review or showing up?”

“Both.”

“I’m not sending you a sneak peek, maybe syd or even nat but not you.”

“Ouch.” Carmy mocks, still waiting for your hand to touch his.

And when you do there’s a spark, that makes you yank your hand back and you feel like you’re in one of those cheesy teen movies.

You’re aware carmy’s felt that too but he just clears his throat and placed his hand back on the steering wheel. Leaving you to lightly massage the palm of your hand, now glancing at the profile of carmy’s face.

Life takes time to live but once you start to just let it be, the green starts to stand out more and can be equally as joyous…once you get through the rain and mud that is.

And once the ice blue sets back on you, the both of you can’t exactly see the future but there’s always warmth waiting for the cold to give them a try.

𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡ 𓍯𓂃𓏧♡

February fluff anthology series continues here.

[viridian-sky]

I've decided to take some emergency commissions due to some unexpected bills (TL;DR my roof fell on me during a storm+flood so I had to replace it with a makeshift roof, only for it to fall again... that's why I'm thinking of renovating it for real). Kind of desperate right now so I'm increasing the price a little bit from my previous commissions and take less commissions (for the time being I'm only open for 3 slots). I haven't had the time to put together a nice commission detail post so you'll have to bear with me word-vomitting the details below.

Base Prices (ranges depending on complexity of the design and/or pose):

Waist up:  35-40 USD

Full body: 40-55 USD

Extras:

Additional character: +80% of the base price (max. 3 characters on 1 canvas). Special for simple mon design (Digimon/Pokemon): + 20%~50% of the base price depending on the complexity.

Commissions come with no/plain BG, with simple BG (see sample below to see what extent): +0~20 USD depending on the complexity of the BG.

Above are examples of simple BG, though I might charge a small additional price for example in the first (USD 2~5 if I have to draw patterns by hand). My current style is best represented by pic 1 and 3. To give you a general gist about my art style (color choices etc), please go through my blog.

Terms of Service

OK:

OCs/fanart (fictional characters)

het/BL/GL

PG-13

Not OK:

detailed BGs

mecha

furry (kemonomimi OK!)

gore

NSFW

?? (ask, though do note that there might be additional charges for this):

real people

animals/mons (Digimon/Pokemon)

overly complicated armor/weapon

middle-aged/elderly characters

muscular body types

R-15 (suggestive content)

just ask anyway if you’re unsure!

I have the rights to decline or cancel an order if:

I don’t think I can complete the order to a satisfactory standard, or

I am not comfortable doing the order due to ill-intentions or behavior.

*If in any case I am unable to complete your request, I will refund.

Payment

Payments are done through Paypal only (accepted currency: USD).

Payments are paid upfront (full amount).

No refunds if commission is cancelled by the commissioner. As stated before, refunds will be provided if the cancellation is done by me.

Process

Normal working duration (estimation): 1 week ~ 1 month (4 weeks), as I do have a day job at the office from 9 am to 6 pm every weekday, so I can only work at night when I’m home (I usually get home by 7~9 pm) or during the weekends. For that reason please bear with me. I'll try to be as transparent and accountable to the best that I can though.

Max. time limit of completion is 3 months.

I will send you the invoice after we have reached a deal.

I will only start on the commission request after the payment is done.

I will be showing the sketch and coloring processes to you through the provided contact information. 

Max. 3 revisions: sketch, base color, final revision (only minor adjustment can be made during final revision stage).

If you have not heard back from me within one week, please feel free to remind me through e-mail or DM.

Final Product

I will provide the high-res PNG file(s) (with and without background/transparent for commissions with plain background) without the watermark. The resolutions will be min. 1000 px x 1000 px, max. 3000 px x 3000 px (@ 300 dpi). For the record, I usually work with a B5 canvas.

If you want the drawing to be on a larger canvas, please specify beforehand (max. 4000 px x 4000 px). Please be advised that there might be additional charge for this.

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Commissioners may only use commissioned artwork for personal use. You may use it for SNS (profile image, headers/banners, etc.) and can be printed out as long as it’s not for commercial purpose.

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[slotheyes]

SNS Month 22, Day 7: Hurt and comfort

Thumb wrestling is hard without the right arms, but Naruto is determined

[livinglouderx3]

SNS Month day 6 - There was only one bed

"What do you mean there are no other rooms available?", even though the question was adressed towards the inn owner, his eyes were glued to Naruto,noticing the slight flinch of the blonde in front of him.

"Unfortunately we are fully booked. As the reservation had been made for a team only four rooms have been booked-"

Kakashi only let out a laugh behind him. Sasuke wanted nothing more but to punch him. His old teacher had surely known or at least suspected something like this yet he had choosen not to share this small but completely relevant information with Sasuke. Sasuke should have known better though. He shouldn't have agreed to this, to join this "team 7 trip for old time's sake" Naruto had pestered him about for the last month. Of course the idiot had forgotten to take into account that their team was no longer just a 4 man squad. Or technically it was. Sasuke wasn't sure anymore. He tried to ignore Sai's unsettling smile, no matter how much time passed he couldn't quite figure out what his deal was.

"We apologize for any inconvenience. We can only offer to upgrade one room to a double bed-"

"Now that seems like a plan.", Kakashi quipped, unable to hide his obvious amusement. Yes, he had definitely known.

Smiling under that stupid mask of his, he clapped Sasuke on the shoulder. "It's fine right Sasuke? You will just share a room with Naruto." He even had the audacity to wink. Sasuke's sharingan flared up, his patience threatening to crack.

"I don't-"

Almost immediately the blonde turned around, a glint of hope written all over his face at the possibility of Sasuke still staying, making him stop midsentence. He remembered Naruto's expression from two days ago when Sasuke had told him that he would join this trip. He had been smiling that huge warm smile, melting Sasuke's heart, making him all fuzzy. It had been the first time since Sasuke had returned to Konoha that he had agreed meeting up with his old team. Naruto had been more than happy, he had been burning with excitement.

Of course at that time, Sasuke hadn't taken into account that Sai would be there too. He hadn't expected to see him as a part of Team 7. He couldn't explain it, yet it didn't sit right with him.

Anyway, Naruto had been happy. He is happy now, hoping that Sasuke would accept. He could do it. It wasn't that big of a deal. They would share a room and then-

"Sasuke could also share with me."

Sasuke cringed internally at Sakura's sudden proposal. He would absolutely not do that. Under no circumstances. What was she even thinking proposing something like this all of a sudden?

"Or ...Naruto could share with me, then Sasuke could have his own room. Problem solved.", Sai smiled and without even meaning to Sasuke shot him the iciest glance. That was even worse than him having to share with Sakura, which already said enough. There was no way he would let that happen.

The next words were no more than a reflex, like a wolf protecting his territory (which technically didn't belong to him), Sasuke spit, "No need. Naruto and I will share."

Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Sakura visibly deflate as always. A small part of him felt bad for her.

Though he really couldn't get it why she just wouldn't give up instead of chasing such an hopeless crush.

Or well, maybe, when his eyes met Naruto's - the lopsided grin he was giving him-, maybe Sasuke could relate to her situation only a tiny bit.

Calling it a double bed had been too overdone. Even though they were back to back, due to the tiny bed there was barely any space between them and Sasuke could feel it - how the matress shifted each time Naruto moved, each time he breathed - just everything. He could feel Naruto's warmth, the delight truly radiating from him just because Sasuke -his friend- was back, going on this stupid trip with him. Sasuke let out a small sigh. He really should have more empathy with Sakura, he was just as hopeless as her.

"...Sasuke. Are you asleep?"

Naruto's small voice pulled him out of his thoughts. For a moment he contemplated keeping his eyes closed, keeping quiet. He could barely deal with the situation at hand, yet his curiousity got the better of him in the end.

"What is it, usuratonkachi?"

Naruto let out a small laugh. He remained quiet though, for a while, making Sasuke impatient. Why did he even ask if he would chicken out in the end. He kicked him under their shared blanket,earning a yelp.

"Ouch-" Naruto shrieked, feigning pain, "is that how you treat your bedmate Sasuke?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes. There was a slight blush at Naruto' choice of words, so now he was happy that only his back was facing Naruto, "What did you want?"

Now there was silence again. Sasuke thought about kicking Naruto again, he was obviously overthinking something and Sasuke didn't want him to fry his brain over it, so he would just insist once more. "Nar-"

"I'm happy."

Sasuke suddenly let out a breath he didn't even realize he had been holding. There it was again, this fuzzy feeling.

Me too. I'm happy too. He wanted to tell him, but his mouth wasn't cooperating. Damn it.

"Usuratonkachi.", he whispered instead.

He could feel Naruto smile.

[4shl3ygw4y]

Day 7 - By my side

(Inspired by official art from Naruto) this pose was hard to draw.. Im going to redraw this after SNS month bc something isn't right

[svt-yexi]

Glimpse: How the members handle Yexi on her period...

Seungcheol - if she needs emergency supplies he's on it like superman. He gives zero fucks if people catch him out buying tampons or pads. He keeps menstrual pain meds in his bag for emergencies because Yexi always forgets.

Jeonghan - Will absolutely tear into anyone who 'picks' on her. He must protect his temporarily fragile baby at all costs

Joshua - he's there to make to her happy. She wants chocolate? He's getting it. She wants to watch a certain movie? He's there.

Jun - He dotes on her hardcore. If his meimei is in pain he fretts on how to make it better ASAP. Heating pads, belly rubs, etc...hes already taking care of it before she asks. He also makes her hot pot to eat.

Soonyoung - Look he tries to be a little less chaotic but it's hard and does she glare at him more often during that time of the month? Sure. But he always cuddles her in apology and she can't stay mad. He also tries to temporarily gift her one of his tiger pillows to make her feel better.

Wonwoo - they're roomies, he knows what to expect. When she gets wound up he just pets her head and hugs her. If she ends up getting emotional he's there with tissues and lays with her until she feels better. He also is one of the only ones that's able to get away with gently reminding her that she might be getting irrational if she snaps at the members.

Jihoon - He's just not good with all that stuff. He likes to just stay in his studio and work. He will usually share sound files with her to get her opinion just to keep her occupied.

Minghao - He calls her out when she's being overly sensitive and snapping at people. He's not mean about it but he's one that's willing yo take the blows and they'll argue in Chinese but it never lasts long. He also makes her a lot of tea and reminds her to drink warm/hot liquids.

DK - They boy tries to be her happy virus and tries to make her laugh. He's kind of neutral over the whole thing and doesn't really have a particular role like some of the others but they'll get together and watch YouTube videos and he's just the softest boy.

Mingyu - they're roomies and he's on food duty. He's willing to wake up whenever and cook for her if she's craving something salty or sweet. Late night convenient store runs and movie nights. If she's grumpy he pouts about it and whines to Wonwoo to fix it.

Seungkwan - that week is tea week. The gossip! He'll check on her and such but he's just not really equipped to handle it.

Vernon - the poor boy. He tries to act like it doesn't phase him but if there is period talk he's removing himself, it's weird to think about that and his Noona in the same sentence. He's obviously mature enough to handle it but if possible he tries not to.

Chan - This boy avoids it like the plague. He also has a tendency to joke a little too much since that's usually how they're relationship is. He stands by the saying that nothing should bleed for 7 days and still live. It's just too much to handle.

Taglist: @multiplums @giverosespls @sunflower-0180 @smoooore @kimhyejin3108 @enhacolor @wcsterias @kimhyejin3108 @allthings-fandoms @cixrosie

So I decided that I'm going to start doing glimpses into Yexi and her relationships with members/friends/family in different scenarios so if you are curious about anything like this just send in a request. This will allow posts when I'm busy rather than just SNS posts and having to wait for me to be able to post a writing.

[sotwk]

I was dating a guy and I have sn eating disorder, I was trying to make an effort and go on dates that involved eating at cafes and restaurants, then one day he mocked me for the way I was eating even though he insisted I ate that way, I felt so hurt, then he went on a work trip and only replied to my texts, I tried to see if he’d initiate (I had been initiating all dates and texts up until that point that was 2 months) and we went 4 days without talking. I feel lost because he had hinted at moving in together but now that we are exclusive he seems to avoid me

My dear Anon,

I am sorry to hear that you have been treated this way, least of all by someone you are dating or in a (sort of?) relationship with. Back when I was single, I didn't date a lot and put very little effort into going out. It was truthfully a miracle my husband managed to find me. Kudos to you for putting yourself out there--dating is SO hard and emotionally taxing!

Now, I'm really not the sort of gal who promotes a "men suck" mentality. In fact, I prefer to encourage women to give men a chance; there are good ones out there! They are often just overshadowed by the bad ones, who tend to be loud and flashy and (oddly) overconfident and thus get more attention.

You might have just sent this Ask as a way to vent, but I hope you don't mind me offering some basic advice anyway. I have been married to my husband for 7 years, and although our relationship is by no means perfect, I can confidently say that he treats me extremely well--better than any person in this world. This is what every person deserves to get from their life partner, even and perhaps especially in the dating stage. The excitement and enthusiasm inevitably erodes the longer a couple has been together; that's just a fact of life. So if a boyfriend/girlfriend doesn't start off the relationship making you feel like the Queen/King of the World, then I'm sorry to say it's a bad start. It HAS to start off with you feeling happy and excited and like you're in the clouds. You should not be putting up with drama on the get-go and definitely not feeling disrespected, struggling, or like you're doing all the work.

At this point, I don't know enough about your situation and therefore am not going to tell you what to do about this fella. But I can say with confidence that you deserve much better than what this guy is currently giving you, and will gently remind you that you have the power (and responsibility) to insist on getting what you WANT for your happiness, not just what you might perceive you deserve.

I appreciate your trust in sharing this with me. Please stay well, and know that you are precious and loved. ❤️

[lilypheria]

Ask Game~

2- How do you come up with your plot ideas?

7- How do you handle writer's block or moments of creative stagnation?

19- What's the most unusual or unique setting you've used?

35- What do you enjoy most about being a fic writer?

2. How do you come up with your plot ideas?

It really depends. I get ideas when I just think about stuff a lot, just run through different scenarios and what ifs in my head. I'm also really easy to be enabled to write 😂 some things just are born out of my desire to write a specific AU. But my favorite stories are those that blindside me out of the blue and possess my brain for three months lmao

7. How do you handle writer's block or moments of creative stagnation?

Thanks to a lot trauma I have with writer's block and writing in general, I get super anxious every time I can't write. The beginning of this year has been like this. I forced myself to stop trying, to force it, and moved to do other stuff: reading, playing video games. I still write a journal by hand, and I list a lot my ideas and scenarios there; that also helps when I feel stuck. But the most important thing when having a block is (for me): do not force it. You will hate everything you put out if you do. Now I broke through my block with starting a multichapter fic that is solely written as an outlet to vent my anxiety, and it has helped a LOT.

19. What's the most unusual or unique setting you've used?

Hmm... I think my Fae AU (Marked by Fate) and cyberpunk AU (Neonlights) are the more unusual/unique ones. I love fantasy and science fiction, so these days, instead of an original story, I usually tend to write them as sns fics lmao. I also have a desire to write a horror fic with backrooms theme (I adore backrooms horror games) but I'm still only vibing it. I also have more fantasy and scifi things in the brain I wanna try at some point 😂

35. What do you enjoy most about being a fic writer?

Telling the stories. Letting the words pour through me, see the story unfolding and coming to life. Having the power to make familiar, extremely dear characters do what I want, reveal new sides of themselves. I also love and cherish my readers and other writer buddies - the community I've learned to know in these two years I've been in the fandom has been wonderful 🥺💕

[spade-riddles]

Lmafao, I looked up the Belsize Park area and "famous residents" supposedly include Tom Hiddleston. Yeah, Taylor and Joe were totally going to move into the same neighborhood as Tom 😂

My guess would have been July 7th as the planned due date, but I think Taylor might have been performing that night? So maybe not. Seven is mentioned twice in the article though (seven bedrooms, "their" last property being worth 7 million) and seven is a number of significance to Taylor, especially in connection with childhood. Maybe all the parental imagery around Speak Now was always meant to have a double meaning. As was releasing SN July 7th, instead of July 9th. (I know Friday is optimum release date for any new music, but humor me here.)

Taylor also tweeted beginning with "WELL. SO. I've been counting down for months and the I Can See You music video is finally out" on July 8th. Which could be translated as "Karlie and baby are well", with the "counting down for months" and "finally out" being metaphors for the pregnancy and birth.

I'm not wedded to the 7th as birth date, but the Speak Now stuff and the fact that it appears twice, in an article that hints at Karlie's birth-day (get it?) gives me pause. As does Taylor posting her daisy 4th of July pictures on that date. They could be latergrams she kept in her back pocket for a while (it's not that hard to invite some friends round and put on American flag bikinis in the backyard) and did mostly seem like an excuse to post the daisies, to me. Which we know from Karlie's baby shower represent this baby.

Then you have Karlie posting cookies and "ikyk" for Independence day. As other people pointed out, that could be a typo for "if you know you know" or a more overt "I know you know". We took it to mean that Karlie was present for the 4th July pics and that the daisy-themed baby shower was in that garden. But what if the hint was: baked goods ➡️ 4th July theme ➡️ the oven timer goes off when Taylor posts her 4th July pics? What if they were hinting that Independence Day - being celebrated three days after the actual day, for no clear reason? - actually represented Baby's Independence From Mama Day, and Karlie was dropping a hint about what to look out for?

July 7th is also International Peace and Love Day, by the way. If everyone involved in the latergram knew what it would really be to celebrate, and when it would really be posted, that would explain all the ✌️signs too. (Peace being the song that also contains the lyric: "give you a child". Another reason Taylor and Karlie might be drawn to that date for the birth.)

Just some theorizing for fun!

Very well thought out, anon!

[aloev3rathings]

huntlow headcanons and ideas for my fic, Aloe Vera, GO!

1. willow and hunter endlessly hype each other up. like, “hey this is my girlfriend she is awesome have you seen her play flyer derby??? she is so strong and smart and amazing with plant magic my girlfriend is fucking top tier” and “have you seen my boyfriend??? he is so determined in everything he does and is a prodigy and have I mentioned he’s an excellent fighter?? also he’s so fucking sweet and genuine he gives me cavities” they are THAT couple, like they give Luz and Amity a run for their money with how much they talk up their partners.

2. obvs, they work out together. willow is more with strength training and weight lifting, while hunter is more focused on agility and speed. granted they’re both pretty strong, like those people who do push ups with the other sitting on their back and stuff. like I wish I could do that, but I can’t. but these two definitely do that. they are jock couple and no one can change my mind.

3. hunter isn’t a super big fan of PDA bc he flushes so easily. hand holding is very common between them, and is a major source of comfort and stability for them, but when they’re alone or in a place where he’s comfortable and familiar with the people there, he is. so clingy, but not in a bad way. Boy is super touch starved and likes to lean on willow or curl around her while they’re sitting. hunter is like a cat, he just loves being in Willow’s general vicinity. he likes sitting on her lap when they’re cuddling, hunter feels super safe there. likewise, willow absolutely loves it when he picks her up bridal style, and im projecting a little here, but she never thought anyone would want to, and sometimes she likes feeling a little vulnerable and protected but never got it before in like, a romantic context. sure she had amity looking out for her when they were kids, but that was different. so when they’re finally dating and Hunter picks her up and holds her close like she’s the most precious person in the entire isles, she’s got stars in her eyes.

4. who kissed who first? hunter did, surprisingly. i know, right? but no he actually did. they had been dating for about a month, going at a glacial pace bc both of them were too nervous to even start dating in the first place, but one night they’re stargazing at the owl house on the tower, and willow is talking about the stars and various stories she’s heard of them, and hunter is listening to her talk and she’s so pretty when she’s talking about stuff she likes, and he’s been thinking about kissing her all night, but he’s just hyping himself up in his head to do it. but he’s kind of chickening out, but then she turns to him and smiles at him and he just kind of. blanks out. and kisses her. a quick peck. and their faces are on fire and they’re just staring at each other and hunter is about to apologize. willow immediately says, “caleb, that mouth better not do anything except kiss me again.” and well, who is he to argue with her.

5. they both like to cook together. hunter likes to follow instructions for a relatively predictable result, and willow likes to get creative with herbs and spices, so sometimes they end up bickering a bit over recipes and willow becomes very very smug when hunter tastes it and begrudgingly admits that her additions worked in their favor. she likes it when he pouts, she thinks it’s very cute. and he likes it when she looks triumphant at his response.

6. they like to fly over the isles together and camp together. it gives hunter a chance to show off his survival training from when he was in the EC (one of the few positive things he’ll let himself feel pride over), and willow gets a chance to be one with nature and show off some of her own plant and foraging knowledge.

7. when hunter is feeling low and overwhelmed from his emotions, they spend the whole day cuddling. they build a blanket nest, or a fort, and just spend the day cuddling and watching his favorite cartoons on C.B. and snacking. when willow is feeling frustrated and overwhelmed, they spar so she can get that extra jittery energy out. hunter is one of the few she trusts to fight that can hold his own against her so she doesn’t have to worry about him getting roughed up too badly. after, they just sit together in silence while willow decompresses.

8. they send each other memes on their scrolls all the time, even when in the same room. it drives Luz nuts bc hunter refuses to show her the memes, but willow and hunter will gladly show Gus if he asks.

9. in my fic, and likely any I write from this point forward, hunter is trans. so I figure when he finally gets magical top surgery, and bc I find it hilarious, hunter is loopy after surgery and they have that whole moment of “my girlfriend won’t like that you’re touching me like that” “I am your girlfriend” “…” “…” “…ohmytitan, you’re my girlfriend?? i am THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE WHOLE BOILING ISLES”

[froggie-bolt]

Froggie's Masterpost

Here is where I'll be linking my posts for different fandoms. Posts will include art, analysis, and other random junk.

Digimon

Taishiro: ( Our War Game art, Taishiro doodles, Taichi asking koushrio to the school dance- a comic, Taichi is Bisexual CANON??, Taichi's face lighting up when he sees Koushiro - Digimon 2020, Taishiro Roller-skating date, Two guys being dudes, Taishiro fans still winning with the 2020 dub, Taishiro moments in adventure 2020, English dub moment analysis, Kou has Tai on Speed Dial, Taishiro clips from episode 1 Digimon 2020, Izzy how many, Soccer game and other doodles, TaiShiro manga panels, Taishiro being team dads REBLOG ADD ON, Why haven't we been talking?, Footloose, friend said TaiShiro rights, TaiShiro compilation ,Post- Kizuna comic , I'll be with you every step of the way(I promise) - TaiShiro Fic, More doodles of them, Iris- TaiShiro comic TaiKouvember Day 1, TaiKouvember Day 2 , TaiKouvember Day 3, Taikouvember Day 4, TaiKouvember Day 4.5, TaiKouvember Day 6, TaiKouvember Day 7, TaiShiro Christmas post, Got stuck in the digital world once probably, Taichi thinks Koushiro is ignoring him,

TaiTo: (Daisuke doesn't know whats up, alright Taito shippers I understand

DaiKen: (Daiken manga panels, If a double decker bus,)

Other: (Watching kizuna >, Do you have games on your phone, Digimon movie Disc, You can be whatever you want, Kizuna Edit, Does Koushiro Izumi condone pirating poll, why they changed Tai's last name, V-Tamer Manga>, First pack of Digimon cards, Our War Game promo art, What would the chosen children do on Halloween?, Everything that could have gone wrong in Kizuna<to be edited>, Digimon edit, Taichi Yagami needs a break, How the digital world probably works, Discotek Digimon Movies , Odaiba Memorial screencap redraw, Digimon TCG update, Could be a reference, Loss in Digimon, DadShiro,

V-tamer AU: (DAZE animatic, I'll be with you every step of the way(I promise) - TaiShiro Fic, Argument

Comics for AU:

Lucky Star

Other: (Idea, if lucky star took place in todays world,

My Hero Academia

Naruto

SasuNaru: (Plant Boyfriends, SNStober day 2- soulmates, Food for sns nation, SNS waled so -insert ship- could run, SNS month pieces, snstober Day 9, Don't leave me again, second half of naruto is kishi's sns fic, sns month day 24, sns month day 25, sns motors, sns at local walmart, Naruto and Sasuke are always together, The moon will sing, My bf asked for no pickles, sns fic idea, Naruto be like, Hungover in the city of dust,

Other: (Does Sakura know the truth, friends in the narutoverse, Naruto at MY urban kids??, The dinosaur has a name,

Pokemon

Submas: (y'all ever listened to doughnut hole?, small rant, how long has ingo been in hisui, distortion emmet AU, AU doodles, portal tech AU, Zydrate anatomy, adding Nemona to portal tech AU,

Other: Lets talk about Alder, Rei/lucas doodles, iris is one of the strongest trainers in the world, Paldea's test scores are the best, Pokemon doodles, playing scarlet and violet at release, Arven for a friend, Kieran,

Sonic

More will be added, and some posts will be edited, But this is my masterpost for now :)

[gaenarirp]

hey, everyone ♡ some more housekeeping and important updates!

first off, we have a new skeletons page! you can use the filters on the left to see which are available, though i have also crossed out the names of taken skeletons to make it easier to navigate. on a related note, as we have over 75% of our skeletons taken, more are to be added this week!

our guidelines have also been updated to reflect some major changes.

the first one is in regards to our new activity requirements. it now goes as follows:

activity checks are conducted only on the first thursday of every month at 9pm est. to pass an activity check, you are required to have posted at least four in-character replies in the 30-day period prior to the activity check, or your muse will receive a warning. after receiving a warning, you have one week (until the second thursday of the month at 9pm est) to inform the main of your interest in keeping your character active or the muse will be removed from the roster. SNS posts, short meme replies, visual edits or any sort of reblog that isn’t a piece of writing with enough character depth will not count towards activity.

this better reflects the pace of our roleplay and my intentions to foster a safe space for writers to develop their characters. rather than writing short replies once a week just to pass an activity check, i much prefer my muns focusing on the plot and their own ideas for our little town's development. this change is effective immediately. as such, our next activity check will be on december 7 at 9pm est, and the activity check following that will be on january 4 2024 at 9pm est.

additionally, we now have acceptances on a rolling basis!

acceptances happen on a rolling basis: once accepted, you will be informed of when your muse is scheduled to be added to the roleplay, usually on the following day at 9pm est and subject to change according to the admin's availability.

i have also loosened up the rules on additional muses:

you can apply for up to two muses at the start, and you can have unlimited additional muses provided you have at least one active ongoing thread on all previous accounts.

and finally, i have added a note to the literacy requirements as a reminder that longer script threads do count as activity if you're looking for dynamic, quick fire threads:

proper literacy is not only encouraged but also required - gif icons, sns posts and special formatting are allowed, while one-line replies and gif wars are forbidden. that said, script-type replies with 50+ words are also allowed.

please let me know if you have any questions, concerns or feedback to share about these changes.

on a more personal note, i just wanted to share that i am going to make use of this quieter holiday period to plan ahead for our 2024 together.

gaenari is here to stay, lovely golden bells. steady and evergrowing. ❀

[lgcmanager]

ACTING MISSION 011

SCHEDULE TYPE: TRIMESTER ( PART 1 OUT OF 1 ) SCHEDULE RESTRICTIONS: Cannot be paired with another trimester schedule, unless stated otherwise. for reference as to whether your muse is eligible for this event, please click over HERE.

( important note: this will be the first and only acting mission for this term. the next one will be posted after october 1! )

on JULY 4, HEO AECHA has summoned all the CURRENT ACTORS, old and new. it’s early in the morning, yet the woman seems fully present and watches on her grown assembly with motherly warmth. “if this isn’t my beautiful bunch!” she says, amused. “some of you are new here, so let me introduce myself properly; i am the head manager of LGC AGENCY, i oversee the careers of not only the company’s actors but also other talents. which implies that i’m a busy woman and we won’t meet all too often, but we have KIM DONGSUN and SEO HEEJUNG to take care of all of you. DONGSUN will be taking care of the boys while HEEJUNG will be taking care of the girls. i noted this last time and i’ll note it again. this arrangement may very well change in the future, but for now, we’ve kept it as is. now, oh, dear me, we have a lot to cover and i’ve already wasted too much time on this intro.” she stares at each of them one by one. “i have lots of subjects to touch up, so let’s get to it!”

DORMS

“as per usual, we’ve already sorted out the dorms, so for those of you moving in, you may move in to your new dorms today or if you’re moving out, you can also do that starting from today. as i remind everyone though, just because you’re moving out does not mean that you aren’t under watch 24/7. if i hear of any poor behavior from any of you, you will be immediately sent back to the dorms. just because you have your own space doesn’t mean you can just fool around with your friends or hide your relationships from us. please keep that in mind,” she notes sternly.

SNS

“sns is important for exposure for our actors. however, it’s not absolutely imperative, so the rules haven’t changed. you’ll be permitted a PUBLIC INDIVIDUAL INSTAGRAM ACCOUNT after meeting certain conditions. first, you must have completed a full trimester in this path and second, you must have at least 6 posts on the legacy entertainment account already. this just gives us comfort that you know what is or isn’t appropriate. for those of you who are eligible for an account, the information will be provided to you shortly. again, as with the dorms, this privilege can be taken away if you decide to do some funny business.”

DEBUT CONTRACT

“for those of you who are new, your acting debut is right around the corner … well, some of you might have had some smaller roles in other projects, but never mind that. anyway, there are new legal grounds to cover and so please review your new contract that will need to be signed and returned as soon as possible. i’ll let you read over them on your own.”

( this is just an ic note, there is no need to submit this ooc. )

FANSITE ( OPEN EVENT 6 )

for the ones that have joined the path, they will be eligible to participate in OPEN EVENT 6, where they can post content for the fansites! more information about this can be found over HERE.

LGC MERCHANDISE

“since all of you are a part of this subsidiary, we have invited the models and actors to work together for a photoshoot where you get to promote lgc’s merchandise! this merchandise will be sold in the upcoming lgc family concert and on our online shop, so we thought all of you would be best for this!” aecha stated in a cheery tone.

due to everyone’s busy schedules, this will happen for several days throughout the month of july. the models and actors will be having individual, pair, and group photoshoots showing off some of lgc merchandise ( clothes, handy fans, mugs, bags, etc. ). the merchandise will mostly be for the senior groups ( blazing, dbsd, haru ) but there will be a few for type zero, v&a, crystallis, and fabula as well! for the pair photos, each actor will be paired up with a model ( and since there’s an uneven number of models, some of the models will be doing it twice with the actors ).

MASCOTS

aecha smiles as she introduces the next task for the actors,  “some of you will have more free time than others and because of this, we’ve giving you a smaller gig to help you improve your acting skills all while gaining some more lessons in the field of comedy.”  

for this task, HYUNJIN, SEOHYUN, RIEON, NICKY, YUSEONG, BYUNGHO, and MINJAE will be taking workshop classes on how to be a mascot performer. they will be learning from some of the LOTTE WORLD actors the basics ( ex. basic mascot movements, creating a mascot personality, body language gesturing, etc. ). then on AUGUST 6-19, each of them will take turns putting their mascot costume on. due to the hot weather, the mascots will be accompanied with one of the employees and will take frequent hourly breaks in between. on the last day, they will be participating in the parade where they will put all of the skills and experience they’ve learned to the test.

STAGE NAMES

before concluding the meeting, aecha brings up another topic for RIEON, YUSEONG, BYUNGHO and MINJAE. after being in the acting path for a term, you are offered a chance to have a stage name! you will have the option to submit THREE POSSIBLE OPTIONS ( alternate spellings and capitalization of the letters are allowed ) from which the company will ultimately choose one as your official stage name. out of character, the admin team will make that choice out of the provided options. it should go without saying that any stage name suggestions have to be appropriate for a general audience, both in korea and internationally.

if you would like to request a stage name for your muse, please submit the following form until JULY 16, 2022 at 11:59PM EDT to the lgcmanager blog. 

TITLE: MUSE NAME · STAGE NAME REQUEST 1. [ FIRST STAGE NAME OPTION ] 2. [ SECOND STAGE NAME OPTION ] 3. [ THIRD STAGE NAME OPTION ]

MUSICAL CALLBACKS 

information about this will be posted soon but will be linked over here for future reference!

REQUIREMENTS 

for the lgc merchandise requirement, please use the hashtag lgc:familycon2k22 while everything else will be lgc:actingmission. you have until SEPTEMBER 17, 2022 11:59PM EDT to complete the following requirements:  

LGC MERCHANDISE: write a 4 replies (minimum 8 lines) thread with another model about the photoshoot for +7 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE and +5 NOTORIETY ! 

MASCOT PERFORMER: write a 300+ word solo or 4 replies (minimum 8 lines) thread with another actor ( hyunjin, seohyun, rieon, nicky, yuseong, byungho, minjae ) about anything related to the mascot performing for +8 POINTS TO DISTRIBUTE ANYWHERE and +3 NOTORIETY ! ** for HYUNJIN, SEOHYUN, and NICKY, this can be done up to three time max while for RIEON, YUSEONG, BYUNGHO, and MINJAE it can be done up to two times as long as it’s with different partners. if you’re planning on writing a solo, it can only be used once! **

to validate your skill points and collect your notoriety points, please submit the following form ONCE on the points blog before SEPTEMBER 17, 2022 11:59EDT.

TITLE: MUSE NAME ∙ ACTING MISSION 011 - LGC MERCHANDISE: +7 ( skill points distribution ), +5 notoriety [ LINK ]  - MASCOT PERFORMER: +8 ( skill points distribution ), +3 notoriety [ LINK ] ** only for hyunjin, seohyun, rieon, nicky, yuseong, byungho, and minjae **

[livinglouderx3]

Team 7 reunion

For the last half an hour Sasuke had been blinding them out, absent-mindedly poking at the food in front of him, while watching the busy street outside of the small tavern they were currently at. Sakura had insisted that they would all meet here – a Team 7 reunion, just like in the past. It has been too long since they've spend time together like this, all four of them – at least that's what she had repeatedly told them, until each and every one of them yielded, unable to deny her this victory any more. So now here they were, sitting around a table – Naruto and Sakura chatting rather loudly ever since they had arrived. Sasuke was sitting right next to Naruto, while Sakura and Kakashi were seated directly opposite of them. Their old sensei did not even try to hide the book he was reading intently– even though Sasuke knew he was probably also eavesdropping on the conversation every once in a while. They were in the same boat, after all.

The Uchiha shifted slightly – definitely not closer to Naruto – eventually deciding to put down his chopsticks before the poor baked fish in front of him would get even more disfigured.

“...did you talk to Hinata lately, Naruto?”

Sasuke's movements suddenly stilled, his focus back to the conversation in no time – where did that topic even come from, anyway?

Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Naruto – the way he tensed up, obviously just as taken aback by the question as Sasuke was. Sakura didn't seem to notice though as she just continued, before the blonde could even think of an answer.

“I think you two might hit it off these days, if you would just give it a try already, you know.”, she shrugged, “She's head over heels for you.”

Sasuke had to fight the urge to roll his eyes right there. “Head over heels for you.” Fair enough, they had not told Sakura yet, nor anyone really – but even so, Sasuke assumed they would be quite obvious. Kakashi definitely suspected it, if the way he was looking at Sasuke now – with both eyebrows raised in expectation -was anything to go by. Yeah, he definitely knew.

“Well, Sakura-chan that doesn't really matter since-”

For a moment there Sasuke thought that Naruto would do it - finally tell her. Whatever he wanted to say though, he didn't get to, since Sakura cut him off mid sentence.

“The world doesn't only revolve around becoming Hokage and ramen, you know!”, the pink haired watched Naruto, a mix of worry and frustration on her face. The urge to roll his eyes became even stronger.

“You could have a relationship, Naruto.”

“But I-”, the blonde started, yet he seemed to realize something – suddenly turning his head, locking eyes with Sasuke.

Oh.

He's asking-

Naruto wanted to make sure Sasuke would be okay with them telling Sakura and Kakashi. The consideration alone would be endearing enough as it is, yet there was more – Naruto had the fucking audacity to blush slighly at him and Sasuke thought that right there – that was it – his heart was about to burst because of this idiot. His idiot.

The Uchiha clicked his tongue, nonchalantly taking a hold of Naruto's free hand, giving it a light squeeze – only to raise their joined hands in front of the other two. “He already has one.”, Sasuke couldn't hold back his smirk as he immediately got Sakura's attention, her green eyes wide open now - staring at him instead, “So, there is no need for you to set him up with anyone anymore, 'cause I'm not letting this idiot go anytime soon.”

And suddenly – given the way Sakura's mouth fell open in an instant – this evening had not been as boring as Sasuke had previously thought.

Naruto really had the nerve to blush even harder.

Kakashi only smiled at them.

SNS Month 22, Day 20: Half of my soul or Blush ☼ ☾

[viianey-gutma]

Chi-square independence test

The goal is to run a Chi-square test of independence.

The data set contains variables such as television viewing and age group. The relationship that watching television has with people of each age group will be examined.

Python code

import pandas as pd import numpy import scipy.stats import matplotlib.pyplot as plt import seaborn as sns

def faixa_etaria(row): if row["PA2"]>=65: return "Idoso" elif row["PA2"]>=41: return "Adulto" elif row["PA2"]>=18: return "Adulto Jovem" elif row["PA2"]>=11: return "Adolescencia" else: return "Infância"

data = pd.read_csv('addhealth_pds.csv', low_memory=False)

data['PA2'] = pd.to_numeric(data['PA2'], errors='coerce') data['H1DA3'] = pd.to_numeric(data['H1DA3'], errors='coerce')

sub1=data[(data['PA2']>=1) & (data['PA2']<=99) & (data['H1DA3']<7)]

sub1["faixa_etaria"]=sub1.apply(faixa_etaria, axis=1)

sub1 = sub1.dropna()

sub2 = sub1.copy()

recode1 = {1: 10, 2: 20, 3: 30, 0: 1} sub2['USFREQMO']= sub1['H1DA3'].map(recode1)

ct1=pd.crosstab(sub2['USFREQMO'], sub2['faixa_etaria']) print (ct1)

colsum=ct1.sum(axis=0) colpct=ct1/colsum print(colpct)

print ('chi-square value, p value, expected counts') cs1= scipy.stats.chi2_contingency(ct1) print (cs1)

sub2["USFREQMO"] = sub2["USFREQMO"].astype('category')

sub2['USFREQMO'] = pd.to_numeric(sub2['USFREQMO'], errors='coerce')

sns.barplot(data=sub2, x="USFREQMO", y="faixa_etaria",errorbar=None)

plt.xlabel('Days per month') plt.ylabel('Age Group')

Python Output

Conclusion

As p-value (0.19) is greater than 0.05, there exists no relationship between the time wacthing television and age group people. The bar diagram also shows that have no signaficative differences in the graph which further suggests no relationship between the two variables. This way, the Post-hoc test is not necessary for examining the relationship as there is no significant relationship.