#The Choclate Room

[surya-mukhi]

Remus Lupin the Casanova of gryffindor tower? Oh darling no! My boy was a 6ft something werewolf with NO social skills with a deep rooted sense of self hatred and doubt. Initially he didn't talk (forgot about flirting?) with anyone other than the Marauders, (and even with the Marauders he tried everything to push them away but those boys attached themselves to him like leeches and never let go)

He was so shy and insecure and a professional overthinker that after every conversation with a stranger he was so afraid to turn his back to them with the fear of them talking about him, anytime he entered a room and people were whispering he would immediately make it about his scars (even thought they kids were discussing about James Potter and Regulus Black being the next IT couple)

My boy was just so scared to talk to people

He wasn't mysterious, merlin no, he wasn't sly (almost the entire Hogwarts 6th and 7th year student body and the entire gryffindor tower knew about him being a werewolf because obviously?? Like his nickname was MOony?? His family member was always sick on the full moon?? He had visible big scars on his face??? No one said anything because honestly no one cared?? What harm could this boy with an obsessive choclate and old jumper addiction do??) He was just a tall awkward nerd with the comfiest sweaters and a melted chocolate always in his pocket.

The point is, my boy, my darling, my lovely, my moon, Remus Lupin? He was NOT the Casanova of the gryffindor tower.

Now Mary MacDonald on the other hand-

[apomaro-mellow]

Steve seems down, Eddie notices and gets his favorite strawberry milk to cheer him up even though they have had a debate about what flavor is better since Eddie despises the strawberry one and prefers chocolate and vice versa. The thing is, Eddie is too scared to give the strawberry milk to Steve in person so he leaves it where he can find it with a note and runs away, he feels like a coward.

Eddie Munson never backed down from his opinions. Especially the food ones. Clam chowder was better than chicken noodle. Waffles were better than pancakes. And choclate milk blew strawberry milk out of the water. These were just facts. And yet every day, Eddie watched as Steve Harrington got in line for lunch, grabbed a strawberry milk and went on his merry way. He completely ignored the chocolate milk sitting right next to it.

The man was insane, honestly and Eddie wanted nothing to do with a crazy person. But today of all days, Eddie was behind Steve in the lunch room, watched him reach for the strawberry milk, only to find that they were already out of it. All that was left was chocolate or regular. Instead of grabbing either, Steve just cursed under his breath and took his lunch to his seat.

It was no secret that he was going through some shit. Word traveled fast in this school, in this town. So everyone already knew that he and Nancy split. And they knew she was with Jonathan now. And of course, him having a doctor's note for a head injury and quitting his teams made the news cycle.

Eddie didn't know if the Harrington luck had run out or if he was just hitting a rough patch. But everyone should have a decent lunch. Even if their tastes were awful. Eddie went to his table and watched as Steve picked at his food. It got close to the end of the period and he just couldn't take it anymore. He got up, ignoring the calls of his friends and did something really stupid.

He pulled the fire alarm.

Hey, he had to get everybody out and quick. While students and teachers rushed outside, Eddie strolled into the cafeteria kitchen, plucked a strawberry milk from the fridge and went to put it next to Steve's tray. He took a napkin and a pen out of his pocket and wrote out a message.

"For His Royal Sweetness"

Eddie didn't have time to second guess what he'd just done. He could hear people starting to return, realizing nothing had set the alarm off. Eddie went back to his table as students came into the cafeteria again. He watched with bated breath as Steve saw the milk. He looked around, clearly confused.

But then he smiled and it was worth the principal bellowing his name and the gym teacher hauling him off to the office.

[w1ldthoughts]

Dad and Mini’s Weekend

Anon Requested! One more little treat before I go back to school tomorrow😅

Disclaimer: this is a work of FICTION, the characters are fictionalized versions of real life situations and real people. It’s all based on my imagination.

Masterlist

You were grateful to have a job that was flexible. Before you had Remi, you were in the office probably 3-4 days a week and could work from home the rest of the time which allowed you to travel to away games and support Justin as much as possible, while still having a career of your own. Now that you had a daughter to think about, things were different. You were different. But that doesn’t mean that the work doesn’t stop. So when you had to leave town for a weekend work conference in Chicago, you thanked your lucky stars that it was the offseason.

“Do you need help packing? You know I have a little experience with it.” Justin smiles, looking down at your suitcase. He really was an expert, packing all three of your bags whenever you went on vacation. It was the most efficient folding job you’d ever seen. The man grabbed all of your essentials, easily placing them in their rightful places and zipping it up without breaking a sweat. His tidiness and attention to detail had become even more attractive since you became parents, it really came in handy.

“Are you sure the two of you are gonna be okay? I mean I can call—”

He waves you off. “We’re gonna be fine! She already has a plan for everything we’re gonna do. I just need to follow it. She did say I could come up with stuff to do on Monday though so I have some fun things planned.”

“Trust me, I’ve heard all about these plans,” you sigh, looking at your suitcase. “Remi barely said goodbye to me this morning. She was so busy telling me about how fun this weekend is going to be. Giving me FOMO.”

He grabs your bags and heads downstairs with you to put them in the car. “Please, you’re going to work for a couple hours and sightsee the rest of the time. But seriously, go enjoy yourself. You deserve a little break, she’s cute but I’m convinced she’s got a battery pack attached to her. She’s never tired.”

“I know,” you pat him on the back and give him a kiss. “And hasn’t taken a nap in weeks, so good luck with that. I’ll see you on Monday afternoon. Love you.”

“Love you too baby. See you on Monday but we’ll probably call you tonight before bed, I’m sure she’ll be missing you already.” He closes your car door and gives you one last peck before heading inside.

“Daddy, can I have some choclate milk?” Remi asks, sitting in her chair at the kitchen counter.

“What’s the magic word?” He says, waiting for her to understand what he was getting at.

“Oh…please!”

He nods and grabs her pink sippy cup, filling it up and handing it to her after she says “thank you.”

The duo sits on the couch in the living room to watch Cars, the first thing on Remi’s list. He figured she was tired after preschool because she not only skipped her nap when she got home but she also barely ate dinner. Usually she’d be up and running around while the movie played in the background but tonight she was focused, cuddled into his side with her eyes glued to the screen. Nova was sitting at her feet, fast asleep. After the movie was over, it was time for their bedtime routine. Remi took a bath, got to pick out her favorite pajamas and read three books. Before he could turn off the lights and sing the bedtime song, Remi asked him why he calls her “mini.”

He tells her to wait a second and that he’ll be right back. Justin comes back into her room with a mirror in his hands. Holding it up to her, he says, “look at us, you look just like me. You’re my mini me. My mini.” She grabs the mirror out of his hands and looks at the two of them side by side. “See? We have the same eyes, same nose and—smile? That little hole in your cheek? It’s called a dimple. I have one too. And when I was little my hair was blonde just like yours.”

“We match daddy. We’re the same!”

“We are the same,” he tucks her in, grabbing her favorite stuffed animal, a gray bear named ‘Muffin’ so she can hold onto him while she sleeps. He turns on the white noise machine and the night light before turning off the main lights and walking back towards the bed. Justin kisses his daughter on the forehead and both of her cheeks and she wraps her arms around his neck for a hug. “Nighty night mini, sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs bite. I love you.”

“No bugs can come in here silly. Nighty night daddy,” she yawns. “Love you.”

He had just barely closed his eyes when he heard her on the monitor and he rushed into her room to check on her. “What’s wrong baby?”

“I miss mama.” The tremble in her voice makes his chest hurt.

“Come here,” he sighs as she crawls into his lap. “How about you sleep in mama’s spot tonight? Would that make you feel better?”

She nods slowly, sleep still laced all over her features. He carries her into the room and places her in your usual spot and he can hear her giggle a bit.

“What’s so funny?”

“This pillow smells like mama. Like she’s right here.” She whispers in shock and he shakes his head in amusement, both of them drifting off to sleep with smiles on their faces.

The next day, Remi wanted to get into her costume. She’d been watching a lot of Spidey and his Amazing Friends and was convinced that she was Gwen Stacey aka Ghost Spider. So when her grandparents bought her a costume, she wore it pretty much daily. And her dad had to be Thor…for obvious reasons. The superheroes saved the city from the green goblin’s plan to turn everyone into hamsters and then they had to save Muffin from Doctor Octopus’ evil lair.

“We make a pretty good team, Spider Gwen.” Justin says, putting the Thor hammer on the couch.

“It’s Ghost Spider daddy.” She corrects him.

“Oh I'm sorry Ghost Spider. How about you take your costume off and we take a little snack break? Superheroes need food to keep up their energy.”

After enjoying her apple slices with peanut butter, Remi headed off to her playroom to draw while Justin cleaned up the kitchen so he wouldn’t have to scramble to find things while making dinner.

He finds her sitting at the table, peacefully scribbling on a piece of paper until she gestures for him to sit down in the tiny chair. Taking a look at the chair, Justin is about to tell her he won’t fit before she cuts in like she was reading his mind.

“You can fit daddy. You not too big for it.” The chair is surprisingly a lot stronger than he thought, but he doesn’t want to push it so he settles down on the floor next to her chair, giving her his undivided attention. He’d spent so many days growing up looking up to his dad and trying to put into place the lessons that he learned from him but never in his wildest dreams did he think about how rewarding it would be to have his own child. This little blonde perfect being was his and the love he had for her was out of this world. It really felt like a piece of his heart was just living outside of his body, sitting there mindlessly drawing pictures that would inevitably end up in his locker as a reminder of what really mattered.

For dinner he made her some salmon, sweet potato fries, broccoli and some mangoes. As he was cooking, he played some music and Remi suggested they have a dance party.

“What do you wanna listen to mini?” He asks, holding the phone.

She stands next to him with a serious look on her face, furrowing her eyebrows in deep thought. “The Cars song please!”

Remi starts jumping up and down as “Life is a Highway” plays on the speakers. She grabs his hand pulling him away from putting food on her plate so he can dance with her. Justin watches intently as she wiggles her arms and shakes her little body as she pleases and joins in, imitating her moves and singing along. If he could bottle up these tiny moments he would and he’d savor them just to be able to look back on them in the future because his mini was already growing up too fast.

His point was proven on Sunday afternoon when Remi suggested they make slime or “swime” because she learned how to do it in preschool last week and made you stop at the store to get all the necessary supplies. Although he was secretly looking forward to this little science project with her, it was just another reminder that she was much closer to kindergarten than she was to the newborn stage. He followed the detailed directions that Remi got from school and added glue and food coloring to a bowl and let her stir.

“Do you wanna add in the baking soda?” He hands her the spoon and she dumps it into the bowl.

“Uh oh daddy I spilled. I need a tissue.”

“It's okay, we can clean it up when we’re done. You can keep mixing, you’re doing so well.” Justin runs a hand down her ponytail, proud of himself for successfully getting it all, even if it took him three tries. In his defense, Remi had a lot of hair to work with. “Next, we need to add some of this saline solution and mix it with our hands. Are you ready?”

Remi rolls up her sleeves with her dad’s help and digs into the bowl, kneading the slime with so much joy in her face. The orange slime came out gooey and perfect and they played with it for a while, cleaning everything up together when they were done.

By the time they reached Monday, he was exhausted. But he was in charge of their big activity today and he really wanted to close out this daddy-daughter weekend on a good note. They got in the car and drove to a local marsh about 20 minutes away from the house. He helped her out of the car and they walked towards the hiking trail. “Okay mini, mama’s gonna be home in a few hours so I thought we could do a scavenger hunt. Do you know what a scavenger hunt is?”

She shakes her head no but looks very intrigued.

“I have this egg carton that you helped me paint the other day and we’re going to find things that match the color. So in the pink part we need to look around and find something pink. Think we can do that?”

Remi puts her fist up in the air and it really reminds him of himself, “yeah, let’s go!”

As they worked on completing the rainbow scavenger hunt, Justin went down memory lane for a bit. “A long long time ago, I used to go outside with uncle Mitch and uncle Patrick and we used to collect things. Sometimes we would even bring home little animals like tiny frogs and lizards.”

“Ew daddy! Those are swimey.” She exclaims, gasping when she spots a bright red flower to add to her collection. “I like this game.” Remi hugs one of his legs, holding out her hand so they could keep exploring. Along the path he would look up the flowers based on colors and tell her the names so she could try to repeat them to her best ability. He told her about how someday soon they’d have to go fishing together so he could show her how it’s done. She was just excited to be on the boat again.

Before he knew it, you were texting him to let him know you were picking up dinner on your way home and the two of them found their last items as fast as they could and walked back to the car. You were already in the house when they got home and Remi ran into your arms immediately, not wanting to let go.

“Oh hi sweet cookie, did you have fun with daddy?”

“Uh huh, daddy is the best! I love him,” she mumbles into your shoulder.

“I love him too, he’s pretty great isn’t he. You’re so lucky sugar, you have the best daddy in the whole world.” Justin walks up to you and wraps his arms around both of you, sandwiching Remi in the middle. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and kisses the top of the toddler’s head. “So…tell me everything. What did you and daddy do?”

She takes a deep breath and you know you’re in for a long story. You catch your husband’s eyes and he shoots you a tight lipped smile as he goes back outside to your car to get your bags inside. Remi doesn’t let you go as you walk her to the couch.

“It was sooooo fun…” she begins, telling you every single detail without missing a beat.

[suzzukiiii]

hello! :33

i wanted to request something for simon “ghost” riley x fem!Reader and there’s an age gap between them where reader is 19 and simon is in his late 30s and he moves in next door to her and her family and she starts getting a little crush on him then simon finds out about it and starts teasing her about it you can choose if there is smut :3 i would love to see what you do with this!

have an amazing day/night! <3333

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a young female notices that someone finally moves in next door, she decides to talk to him. ☆☆☆

pairing; female!reader x ghost. !! a/n; there will be a part 2 of course, i just wanted to post something lol. !! genre & disclaimer; fluff i think ?? contains age gap

it was a sunny afternoon, and y/n was sitting on their porch, enjoying the weather, when she noticed that someone was moving into the house next door. it was a tall man, probably in his late 30's, carrying a bunch of boxes. strangely, he was wearing a mask? he then walked outside the house again to grab more boxes, when he noticed someone staring at him. he turned his head to the young female. he asked in a deep, cold tone that suggested he might be a little irritated, "can i help you?". the sound of his british accent was quite noticeable. y/n's eyes widened, realizing that she had been caught staring at him. a nervous stutter was heard from her as she replied. "uh, no. sorry, i was just...looking around." the guy looked away and continued transporting the boxes.

never ever had y/n seen someone like that. wearing a mask, randomly like that, and who knows why? she somehow found it attractive though, as-well as his muscular build, deep voice, and him surely being way older... this guy was totally her type.

the day went on and y/n just couldn't stop thinking about his voice, his line just went over and over through her mind. "do i try to talk to him tomorrow? like give him some sort of welcome gift..?" she thought to herself. "he seems a bit scary though.."

and then she fell asleep.

day after,

y/n woke up. it was a saturday, which meant no school. she thought of maybe baking something to the new neighbour. she instantly went on her phone to find a few recipes, and with that, about an hour later, the house was filled up with aroma of the choclate cake y/n just had made, feeling proud of herself. she went to her room to go and grab a cute outift, letting her hair out and left the house with the choclate cake in her hands. she then knocked on the door of his and suddenly felt her heart beating faster, she started to feel nervous.. "this isn't too much, is it? but this might be the chance where i could ask about the mask he's wearing...." she began to think. not so long after, the door opened, only to reveal the tall and muscular man.

"hello! me and my family live next door, i thought i would bake something for you as a welcome.." y/n stated, pretty quickly, but was good at hiding her nervousity.

the neighbour looked down at her, he had to be around 6'4 or something as tall as he looked. "you didn't have to do that, but thank you" he stated and took the cake, he placed the cake on a table and walked to the front door. he didn't really say anything after that, as if the conversation was over but y/n quickly came up with something.

"...your name?" she slowly questioned, waiting for him to answer. "name's simon ghost riley. you can call me simon" he responded. "and yours is?"

"my name is y/n! nice to meet you." she exclaimed, stretching out her hand, waiting for him to shake her hand. he looked down at the empty hand and then shook it. his hands were big, firm, yet soft. she couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. "nice to meet you" he replied. he then let go of her and was about to walk inside his home. "well, i'll see you around" he implied before closing the door. y/n was just completely frozen about what had just happened while her hair swinged with the wind. her heart was beating fast and a thousand emotions came across her body.

part 2 coming up tomorrow !!

[writing-fanics]

ever after jealousy

Xavier Thorpe x [Reader x Normie]

Part one // part two // part three // part four // finale // Epilouge

(summary: xavier deals with the consequences of his actions)

Joel is a semi-refrence to the character in Values

Five Months after [Y/n] had finally recovered, and was completely out of the hospital. Her feeling for Xavier gone completely no more pinning, no more heartbreak. Honestly, she never felt more free able to free herself from being used, as a jealousy magnet.

She giggled, lifting up the mug and taking another sip of hot chocolate, that Joel had made for her.

Joel, a normie boy, around 16. A friend she made while in hospital both him and his school, where visiting patients in the hospital. And he was assigned to [Y/n]’s room.

That’s how they first met, immediately hitting it off. Having common interest in things, movies, books. [Y/n] didn’t immediately fall in love, it was a slow process but eventually she did.

She loved seeing him when we she was having a bad day, he was there to cheer her up. With his homemade hot chocolate, oh that became her favorite drink. with freshly made whipped cream, toasted marshmallow, hint of cinnamon, and chocolate flakes. Oh, she was in heaven when drinking it.

Joel, would visit even on days he didn’t need to. They’d play video games on his Nintendo Switch, together. Watch movies, and he’d even read to her.

When she told him about Xavier, he was pissed, and angry to find out how he treated her. Using her as a pawn for jealousy. He hated the thought of it. How could someone treat someone so kind, sweet, and beautiful so poorly. Someone who’s been there for years, and even shared a first kiss with so poorly.

She smiled, hearing those words from him. When she was discharged they decided to celebrate at the Weathervane, where he worked and made her his special hot choclate.

“Well, here’s to your discharge.” He says, and she giggles as their mugs make a clink sound. And the two take a sip of their respective cups.

Xavier froze walking into the Weathervane, and froze seeing her sitting at the booth with a normie. He knew his chances with her were dashed, the moment she told him her feelings were no more. But he at least hoped that maybe one day.

“Oh, you really need to tell me this recipe,” she asks, talking about the hot chocolate,

“I can’t, I’ll never reveal my secrets.” He says, and she giggles smiling softly as she looks at him.

“You have some.”

“Whipped cream, right…”

“There.” He says, kissing it off her nose. She blushed, sipping on her cup of hot chocolate.

Xavier shook his head, and left. [Y/n] turned around, and thought she saw someone. “What’s wrong?” Joel asked, and she shook her head and smiled placing the mug onto the table.

“Nothing,” she says, smiling planting on kiss on his cheek.

[gweninred]

bakery

larissa weems x reader

fluff, parent larissa and reader later on

the sweet scent from freshly baked muffins filled your nose trills as you pull them out of the oven of your own bakery. setting them aside to cool down i started decorating one of the cakes i baked earlier. i started humming to the music i had on, thinking of the regular customer that comes here everyday. tall, white silvery hair always put up, blue eyed that I get lost in easily and an incredibly hot woman. i wonder what time she would come today. sometimes she's here in the morning, usually getting a coffee. on other days she would come around noon, i asume in her lunch break, then getting a hot choclate with something sweet. i once caught her name when she got a call, larissa. i quickly glance over to the clock, seeing it was already 07:45. i put the cake in the fridge, i deciced to finish it off later. i grabbed the tray with freshly baked cookies with all kind of flavours and brought it over to the counter of the little store, putting them in their place in front of the glass for people to see and choose.

i finished getting everything ready before 8 AM, the time we opened. i noticed the tall woman already waiting in front of the building, I wonder how long she’s been out there. i unlocked the doors, gigling at larissa. "well goodmorning to you, early bird." larissa smiled stepping into my bakery. "i'm not an early bird, i need my coffee." i walked to the counter and started making her coffee. "just a black coffee?" i looked back at her, she hummed in approval. "do you have those blueberry muffins today?" she asks with a smile. "yeah give me a second, they’re still in the back." i placed her coffee to-go on the counter. larissa quickly wrapped her hand around it, her fingers gazing my hand. i looked down at our hands, then i moved my gaze to her face, looking at her bright blue eyes. her hair was put up, just like always. i've noticed i still had my hand on the cup of coffee, i winked a few times, lost in her beauty. "sorry.." i mumble removing my hand. "it's okay." she smiled once again, taking a sip. "i'll be right back." i quickly walked in the back getting the muffins, they were still warm.

i brought them to the front, the tall woman still waiting. "one?" i looked up at her, she nodded. i putted the muffin in a small paper bag, placing in front of her. "anything else?" i asked. "no this was it." larissa opened her purse, grabbing for her wallet. "oh no, it's on me." i quickly said. larissa stopped in track to look at me. "don't be silly." she lightly giggled. "no it's okay, don't worry it's on me." she had happened to reach her wallet. "i can't do that y/n." i liked it when she said my name. the way it falls from her lips sounds like i could hear it everyday.

"would you like to do something with me? go out or something." it slipped out without thinking, i immediately felt dumb, I didn’t even knew if she liked woman. i hit my forehead with my palm. "sorry i didn't mean to say that." larissa's eyes looking like she was staring straight through me, it looked like she was thinking, her wallet still in her hands. "yes." was the only thing she said. "yes?" i repeated. "yes, i want to go on a date with you." i smiled. "sorry again for asking that so dumb-" i went to apologise but she cut me off. "oh shut it, i've liked you since forever." we both giggled, larissa grabbed my hand from across the counter. " butterflies filled my stomach. "okay what about how i pick you up tonight at 7PM for dinner?" she asked, her thumb rubbing the back of my hand. "yeah that sounds great."

-

"mama was adoreble, she got all shy on me." i heard larissa giggle with our 9 year old daughter ozzy. "when did i get shy on you?" i asked, stepping in the door opening of ozzy's room. "when you asked mommy out for a date! she was telling me about it." ozzy was sitting up in bed, already tucked in. larissa was sitting on the edge of her bed, stroking her blonde hair. i laughed remembering it. "and did mommy tell you how she spilled her drink on my very new dress that night?" ozzy bursted out in laughter. "really?" i walked in the room, kneeling down next to the two. i placed my hand on larissa's lower back. "but she bought me a new dress so it was fine. but i did got a little upset with mommy." i stroked ozzy's cheek, she was still laughing. "you're so clumsy mom!" larissa laughed. "come on darling it's bedtime now." said, placing a kiss on ozzy's forehead, followed by a kiss from me on her lips. "goodnight oz, i love you." i tucked her in just a bit more. "night lamp on or off?" larissa asked. "off." she anwserd sleepy. "okay goodnight baby." larissa turned off the light and we left her room.

we silently walked downstairs to the livingroom, cuddling up on the couch. "oz asked me all about when we started dating, she wants us to get married again so she can be there." larissa told me. "that is so cute and that doesn't even sounds like a bad idea. i want to marry you laris." the tall rubbed my back. "we're already married." she giggled. "can we marry again? for oz?" i looked up at her. "sure darling."

[insideliascrazyhead]

Housen Headcanons

Odajima:

-when fishing with Todoroki he names each fish a totally weird name and speaks with the fish occasionally

-hates ro run with all his heart

-when he doesn´t get eight hours of beauty sleep he´s grumpy

-swings both ways.violently.with a pipe.come get some!also bisexual obviously

-in love with Todoroki since the fight against Oya

-listens to girly pop music

-loves tea

-loves knitting

-artsy,likes to doodle

-petty as fuck and holds a grudge for years,then it´s on sight

-constantly cold,loves to shove his freezing cold hands at his friends neck or something similarily unexpected

-sleeps in a shit ton of pillows and blankets

-literally always says whatever comes into his head.What will Odajima say next?Great question.He doesn´t know it either,we gonna find out together

Shidaken:

-collects offensive t-shirts he normally sleeps in here some examples: „Am I cancelled yet?“,“Fuck you you fucking fuck“,i sell crystal for the authoreties“,

„Orgasm donor“;Im not gay but 20 dollars are 20 dollars“or „im not a dick,just kidding,go fuck yourself“

-uses playboy parfum on a regular base

-momma´s boy she nicknamed him Kenny

-kickboxer

-not the brightest crayon in the box

-has a tattoo don´t tell his mom tho,not gonna lie probably a lame one

-anger issues

-total BL junkie his favorite´s KinnPorsche

-romantic/sexual interest only when the other person is totally crazy (*cough*Yasushi*cough*)

-bisexual

-hair routine longer then the whole High and Low franchise

-lovingly insults people,would totally call his friends lovingly a whore

-lives on his own which is canon but i guess but its a total bachlor pad broke edition

-adrenalin junkie

Sachio:

-can totally break dance

-hella protective,nearing the posessive area with that one

-coffee?black but also loves hot choclate lover so sweet you get diabetes.marshmallows and everything

-dramatic as fuck but won´t show it

-great at gambling

-emotional

-loves to draw mangas

-when his sister was younger he played dolls and dress up with her

-phenominal cook

-loves k-pop

-knows sign language

-when Yui and Sawamura first where alone in her room,Sachio took the door out of it´s hinges and put the door in his own room

-teached his sister how to throw a punch

-insomiac.Sleep?what´s that?can you eat that?

-volunteers in his free time

-total mom friend

Jinkawa:

-fluent in sarcasm

-never complains carriying Odajima cause he thinks it´s adorable

-protective over Sabakan

-insisted Sabakan learns to fight after their attack landed them in the hospital -laughs during horror movies and when he´s very uncomfortable in general

-darkest humor out of all of them

-fast food junkie

-cries during movies but that´s a secret he just sweats out of his eyes

-has fishes named after the aquarium of nemo

Sawamura:

-so romantic others are at risk of vomiting

-loves mangas

-likes flowers

-shy as fuck

-great at learning new languages

-protective

-always miserably fails at cooking to the point where sudden fires break out and he always has a fire extinguisher in the kitchen when he cooks

-loves to tease his friends

-skincare beauty routines with Yui

-lowkey scared of Sachio since dating his sister

Sabakan:

-Rock Lee enthusiast.Let´s not gonna lie here,it´s the hair.

-tea spilling sessions with Jamou on a regular base

-definition of noodle arms,would need help open a pickle jar

-also has no patience so he would just smash the pickle jar

-crime enthusiast

-loves to read

-gamer

-sassy as fuck can roast the shit out of anyone

-can read everyone like they´re a book written for very dumb children

[choccyhearts]

eddie munson can't cook...

this is a popular headcanon and while i do agree,,,,

as a delusional loser, i'm going to say:

eddie munson can't cook and has never been able to cook until he found his mother's recipe book

while decluttering the trailer for spring cleaning, wayne finds an old box filled with random documents, knick knacks and something left for eddie from his mother

wayne smiles sadly as he holds the old book. it's worn on the corners and the spine is creaky and frail. a few of the pages are weak from water droplets and rips

he calls eddie over and hands him the book

the air leaves eddie's body as he looks at the forgotten thing. small flashes of memories flow through his mind -- thanksgivings, sunday mornings, his 6th birthday. just a handful of the times he saw his mother drag her finger along the pages and occasionally scribble and scratch with her chewed on pen

he blinks slowly as his eyes scan each page, his mother's handwriting sharp and curly but somehow he can read it just fine

when he lies in bed that night he reads the book over and over and over;

potato casserole ...

deviled eggs ...

choclate chip brownies ...

eddie's favorite birthday cake ...

all of those times his mother asked him to close his eyes or leave the room so her secret ingredients wouldn't be revealed echo in his ears. all those " needs extra something"s printed on these pages forever

he decides to not let his mother's cooking die with her

over the course of a month, he saves all of his money up, waiting for the right day to hit the grocery store and stock up

when he gets back from the store, he drops all the bags on the counter. he flicks on the tv to some horror movie and cracks open a beer -- it's not his mother's glass of cheap red wine and soap operas but close enough

he stays in the kitchen all day, sweating from the heat of the stove and oven and from his anxiety shooting through the roof. the most he's ever done before is scrambled eggs and even then, wayne's had to step in before

but he reads his mother's words carefully, slowly. he lets her guide his hands as he stirs and whisks and chops

it's nightfall when he's done. despite snacking on the ingredients and a bag of chips, he's still hungry, excited to chow down

wayne comes in surprised at what his boy's done. eddie sheepishly asks wayne if he wants to try everything. wayne chuckles and sits down at the table

as they go through each dish, eddie's heart twists and thumps. if you could eat a memory, a vision, he was doing just that

while he's proud of himself, he can't help but feel a little disappointed and unsatisfied. everything was a little off. small bits were burnt or a little under cooked, a little too much salt here, too many onions there

wayne tells him to go easy on himself, there's still more time to keep cooking

so eddie keeps cooking.

he starts incorporating it into his daily life. he "buys" other books and cuts recipes out of magazines; if he can do this recipe than he'll have no issue doing this other one

but of course, the best part of cooking is sharing

so he makes snacks for hellfire. bakes his friends' favorite dessert on their birthdays. invites them over some nights just to try whatever new creation he's found or thought up

holidays may not be fruitful with presents but a delicious hot meal is always guaranteed now. when he eats at restaurants or other people's homes he's able to dissect what's in the food and appreciate the time and energy it takes to get made

soon, his mother's recipe book is stuffed with sticky notes of comments or thoughts eddie has; "half the butter for wayne's cholesterol", "exclude the hazelnuts for gareth", "add lemon zest", "sprinkle parmesan on top - fresh"

eddie munson can't cook and has never been able to cook, until he found his mother's recipe book. now, he's the scary, evil metalhead dungeon master who knows how to properly whip meringue and cook a holiday dinner

[taylormarieee]

hi gf!

could you maybe write a fic about shane (pre apocalypse) and his newly ex girlfriend coming over to talk for “closure”?

(maybe it can end with a little smut?)

love you sm 🩷

OFCCC! This can be found in my masterlist as "Closure with a twist"

Shane was walking around his apartment when he hear a knock. He assumed it was the old lady down the hall to complain about how his cop car wasn't in the right parking space.

He groans and walks towards the door. With a annoyed sigh he moves his hand towards the knob to open the door.

"Look lady, I don't have ti-" He looks up and opens his eyes to see you.

His ex girlfriend. He still had feelings for you but you made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

You complained that he wasn't giving you attention and never listened or payed attention.

You didn't even give him time to explain before you packed your things and left Atlanta.

"Hi." You say standing there awkwardly. He blinks a few times as if to bring him back to reality because this all must be in his head.

"Y/n?" He asks. You smile a bit and he smiles back. "Hey, uhm what are you doing here?" He asks.

You scratch the back of your head and respond, "I'm moving back to Atlanta. Can uhm... Can I come in? I'll explain everything." You ask holding your bag.

"Uh, yea.. yea sure. Come in." He says opening the door wider for you to step in his apartment that was onced shared with you.

Your nose is filled with his scent and you reminisce in the good times that happened here.

"So, uhm what did you want to explain?" He asks putting his hands in his pockets.

"Oh! Yea uhm, I came back to find closure you know. Talk to you and get your side of the story. Plus I was kind of missing Atlanta. Getting Homesick you know?" You say with a chuckle.

"You want me to give you closure? For what? You made it clear were done." Shane says a little confused and angry.

You broke his heart, why did you need closure. "I need to know if you really loved me. I just need to know. You never said it, like ever!" You say trying to hold in your tears.

"You were so selfish! I can't comprehend if I really Love you still. I just need to know if you loved me then I'll be on my way Shane!" You stifle a sob as tears run down your face.

"I-I don't-" He starts but you interrupt him. "Of course. I knew you didn't. I was so stupid to think that you really loved me." You say aggressively wiping your tears away.

"Can you let me fucking finish? Damn! That's all you ever do is overthink and procrastinate that you interrupt me whenever I talk to you. Why do you think I just stopped trying to explain myself? You never let me finish!" Shane yells out in frustration.

"I do love you! I fucking love you so much! I loved you then and I still love you to this day. I refused to change anything that you left in your room. I hate not having you hear. Everyday Rick constantly tries to cheer me up but he's not you. I love you babygirl, I love you darling. Please." He says breaking down and wrapping his arms around your cheeks.

Your eyes are wide in shock and your mouth is open. Your speechless. He was right. I never gave him a chance to explain his side because you alway thought the worst.

"Thank you." You say your eyes look apologetic and he sees that. Your eyes said a thousand words that you couldn't describe.

"I still love you too." You say before grabbing his face and kissing him. You loved the way he tasted. Like vanilla and choclate.

He intoxicated you and you missed the way he held you, the way he made you laugh, the way he pleased you. It was never a toxic relationship. Just two people who were very bad at communicating with one another.

He taps your thigh signaling for you to get up and you jump and wrap your legs around his waist.

He carries you to the bedroom and throws you on the bed. You watch as he takes off his shirt as you eagerly take off your pants and underwear.

He removes his pants undoing the belt buckle. The clink of the belt falling to the tile floor echos through the room.

He removes his boxers and lays on top of you. He kisses all up and down your body, adoring your curves and the sounds your making.

You ruffle your hands in his hair and he groans as he makes his way to your clit. He loved the way you smelled and how good you tasted. You tasted like strawberry shortcake and smelt like Lavender as well.

He adored you and everything about you. He always payed attention to every single detail.

"God I missed you." He says before digging in to his long awaited meal.

He laps at your soaking cunt, adoring the way you taste and adoring the way your tight hole clenched around his tongue.

He groan into your pussy, loving the moan you let out and how you grip his hair tighter.

He adds one finger into your tight hole, he watches as you clench around him tightly.

"Clearly know one has pleased you in a long time doll." He says with a smirk on his face.

To blissed out to register what he's saying you just murmur a "nuh uh" before gripping the sheets until your knuckles turn white.

He chuckles lowly to himself as he adds a second finger. You cry out his name and grip his hair tighter than before making him groan. He loved getting his hair pulled.

He notices you clenching continuously so he stops everything he's doing because he knows your about to cum.

"Shane!!" You whine trying to pulls his head back down to your soaking cunt.

He chuckles and removes your hands pinning them above your head.

"Shh doll, imma make you feel good, Jus wait." He says. His southern drawl making you clench your thighs together.

He lines his cock with your entrance and begins his slow deep thrusts that he knows you love.

It drives you crazy feeling how deep he is inside you. His thrusts get a little faster as he grows more impatient and the feeling, the need for him to cum and make you cum was growing in his core by the second.

You cry out his name like a chant over and over again. He breathes down your neck whispering dirty things in you ear as he feels his orgasm coming.

"Cum with me baby! Come on!" He mutters as his eyes roll back and he whimpers at the feeling of his cock dumping hisload inside your tight pussy.

You convulse and shake in his arms as your orgasme over taskes you. Your eyes roll back and you scream his name.

He pulls out and kises your thighs and all over your body. You moan quietly and smile at how well he's treating you.

Before the both of you say anything, you both hear a knock at the door.

Shane rolls his eyes and sighs annoyed.

"What? Who is it?" You ask completely confused at his reaction.

"Martha, the old lady across the street. She's probably coming to complain about the noise we made." He responds with a smirk on his face.

Your face gets hot and you try to hide under the covers as you giggle and playfully hit Shane.

He could never be happier, now that he finally has the love o his life back.

Taglist: @sinsandsweetness @grixonsdoll @catt-leya @carlsdarling

[ruedays]

Wednesday's curiosity seemed to invade her mind after seeing Phoenix with Princess Aera. She always considered Phoenix a threat, not from loyalty to Haneul, but instinctively he was not a good person. She knew mentioning this to Haneul would only distract him from his work, focusing solely on the events of Hallows-Eve, but she needed to find out what those two were up to. "I'm taking the rest of the day off." It was that simple, Wednesday shuffled through guards and past the gates of Devotion. Her destination was Euda headquarters to pay a visit to someone whom she claimed to hate and it took half an hour to reach the main gates. Showing the needed identification, bowing to the soldiers walking past until one stopped immediately. "You must be Wednesday." Before she could respond, the soldier guided her in the right direction as he granted her access to roam. "Who are you?" A question that would never be answered as he sat her down gently, leaving the room almost seconds later. "Alrighty." The office felt unfamiliar, never making it past the mailing sector as she didn't have access until today. Wednesday sat comfortably, reaching over to grab the unopened box of chocolates which held a note. 'You're so handsome, stop by any time.' She laughed under her breath, noticing how each choclate melted in her mouth which meant this came from a high society lady. "Took you long enough, Cap." The swing of the door didn't startle her nor did she turn her head to face the famaliar face, extending out a piece of chocolate. "Some woman dropped these off for you, want one? I think they're from Seven Seas, super delicious."

[mondstaub1]

Fanfiction idea JaceLuke

Jacerys is a prince and a warrior and after winning a major battle he is given a beautiful prisoner

Prince Jacerys sat in his tent after having sent his generals away. They won the battle and with that the war against the greens was as good as won. Suddenly someone came towards his tent. "Hey Jace the guys and I found something you might enjoy", it was Doltan Greyjoy. Jace raised his eyebrow in confusen but backend him in. The older man came into the room with a few other men who were dragging a beautiful boy behind them. The boy had soft features, choclate brown hair, green eyes and fair skin. He was struggeling against the men and crying. "What's going on here Greayjoy?", Jacerys asked. "Your plan led us to another victory, it's time to enjoy you spoiles of war my prince.", the sailor answered, "we found the pretty one hidding from our group. We thought he might be your taste." Jace eyed the boy, only now did he notice his rather femal figure. "My taste?", Jace asked unsure. Greyjoy grinned a wicked grin. "Sure Prince", he procided to pull out a knife and turned to the boy, "You do like Valyrians, don't you" with those words he cut the boys shirt off revealing small breasts. The boy screached in panic, struggling harder against the laughing men trying to get free but without success. "Let me go! Let go! Please!", he cried but it did not help him against Dalton who then turned to cutting the rest of the boys clothes off but Jace stopped him. "Greyjoy that's enought! I appritiate your gift, you may leave us now." The man still grinned wickedly before leaving with the rest of the men leaving him alone with the boy who was now desperatly trying to cover himself up, tears screeming down his pretty face.

Jacerys sight, Dalton had been right the boy was his taste, more then that even. From the way he was built the boy was of Valyrian decend which meant that he or his offsprings could inhearit the magic such blood was said to posses. After the doom Valyrions because extremly rare, Jace family being one of the last in the known world. Moreover Jacerys still neaded a valyrion wife to keep his bloodline pure. His ex fiece Baela had become a shieldmaid and had sworn off ever having children after the death of her own Lady mother in childbirth and Baelas sister was promised to his brother Aegon. Jace looked up at the boy hands and arms covering his bare chest shaking in the cold night air. The prince took off his clock and walked towards his guest/prisoner but the boy fliched away. "Hey don't be scared", Jacerys reasured him, "I mean you no harm. Here take that to cover yourself." After a few moments of hesitation the boy took the fabric and quickly rabbed it around himself. "Thank you", the boy mumbled, "your Highness?". The last part was said like a question and Jace realised that the boy had no idea who he was, well beside the strager who had just led an army into his home. "I'm prince Jacerys Targaryen", he intruduced himself before asking, "and what do they call you?" The boy bit his lip before he replied in a quite voice barely loud enough to hear: "Luke your Highness", he hesitaded for a few secunds, "Luke Waters". Ah there was the reason for the hesitation, the boy, Luke was a bastard. Likely the bastard of a Lord considering most people did not bother with last names.

"Well Luke it's nice to meet you", Jacerys said, "I apologize for my mens behaviour. Please sit down make yourself confortable." Luke looked around shyly before sitting down on the chair, eyes looking everywhere but him. Jace hummed and said: "So tell me about yourself Luke." The boy finally looked at him "What do you wish to know your Highness?" Jacerys hummed once more: "Don't know, let's start with how you ended up here" Luke remain silent for a while before speaking: "I - I was on the way home from work, I was there when you - you and your men came and couldn't get away before, when that man saw me, he-he wanted to talk but I-I didn't. Bu-but he did not stop and the he-he touched me. Whe-when he felt my ... ", he glanced at his now covered chest before continuing, "well when he realised, he brought me to you. Said you would like me." The following silent was heavy but Jace wanted to know more so he asked: "What to you do for work?" The question seemed to confuse Luke or that he was asking but he answered anyway: "Wood crafting. I am still learning though." Interesting, Jace had to admit. A usefull skill either way. "And home? Where do you live? Any family?" The question got Luke to look at him with a suspiouses look as if he expected him to go to his home and burn it down but after a while Luke still answered: "The outskirts of the city. Can't affort more. I've got a little brother, got to bring food in, no one else will." Jacerys felt a bit guilty about how happy those news made him, gave him better chances of convincing his new "friend" of the offer he was about to make. "Your brother, does he have the same... hmm let's say built as you?" Luke tightend the hold on the fabric still covering his nude body but answered anyway: "No", his tone showed his protectiveness but that only gave Jace more information which could be used to convince Luke.

"Well Luke I have a proposal for you", Jace said, "You see valyrian blood such as ours is pretty rare and hard to find. So hard to find in fact that I have not found a wife yet." Luke pailed but nodded. "So here is my proposal," Jace offered, "You come with me, to Dragonstone. Your brother can come as well, he will be under my protection of course and he will be well cared for." For a while both sat in silents till Luke spoke up: "Do I have a choice your Highness or are you telling me what is going to happen?" "If I didn't want you to choice then I wouldn't tell you. I could just take you with me and be done with it." Jace pointed out. Luke nodded before asking: "Can I talk with my brother about it. I-I don't want to leave him and I can't just force him away. Please your Highness." Jace nodded: "You have till next morning. Come back at dawn with your answer." Luke agreed and fled the tend. Jace let himself fall on the bed wondering if he did the right choice by letting Luke go and if he would ever see the pretty boy again.

The next day at dawn a man came to him saying there were two kids asking for him and there they was Luke and a small boy who looked almost exectly like him.

[animatorweirdo]

Good morning/evening! It's muffin anon. I saw a post like this somewhere on tumblr and wanted to do something similiar.

Imagine, modern reader ends up in Nargothrond before Beren and Luthien incident and gets in a relationship with Celebrimbor. They bond over a shared love for crafts and it is a very nice relationship. But, Curufin fins out that his son, his only son is courting a mortal and gets furious. He pulls a Thingol on reader and demands that they bring him a jewel shining with the light of the Two Trees if they want to contuniue courting his son.

Reader, after thinking for a while, accepts much to Celebrimbor's horror.

You see, Curufin believes reader would be discouraged and give up for there was no way a mortal could bring him a silmaril. Little does he know reader is a modern person and they know how to wriggle in and out of contracts.

They go tp their room and come back with a jewel that looks like any other jewel and they show it yo Curufin.

"There you go. A jewel shining with the light of the Two Trees."

Curufin's face contorts to a 'what the fuck is this shit' face.

"Do not kid me, mortal for you will pay for devicing the fifth son of Feanor."

Then reader shows him the single strand of gold and silver hair entrapped in the jewel.

(Flashback to that one time reader encountered Galadriel in Nargothrond, visitinf Finrod. Reader is simply fascinated bt her beauty and calls Galadriel a goddess. Endeared by reader's innocent and pure act of adoration, she plucks a single strand from her hair and ties it around reader's finger. After Galadriel departs, reader takes that hair and puts it into a jewel (taking inspiration from Gimli, my dear?). )

Reader smirks.

"You wanted a I quote 'jewel that shone with the light of the two trees'. Here you have it! Oh, wait! You said I needed to bring it you not give it to you."

Before Curufin can retort back, reader takes their jewel and Celebrimbor and flee Nargothrond.

After that, those two would either go and stay with one of Celebrimbor's uncles or travel around.

Once Beren and Luthien's quest is done reader and Celebrimbor just has to go meet with them. Imagine reader going to Luthien and be like:

"You! Tell me about how you tricked Morgoth to singing him tp sleep."

"No, you tell me about how you tricked Curufin first."

It is hilarious to think about, don't you think?

P. S. You came really close to the right answer in the guess game. My favourite type of muffins are choclate chip muffins. It is simply delicious 😋.

Oh dear, Curufin must be pissed 😂 Technically, reader did hold up to the end of the deal. It was Curufin's fault for not specifying.

And now I have a nagging thought that maybe Galadriel saw this coming and decided to fulfill it to fuck with Curufin and to pay back for the Alqualonde.

And meeting with the main couple? It will definitely be a hilarious counter.

(Aww man. I had a feeling it couldn't be just a chocolate muffin, but something with chocolate. BTW this whole idea is hilarious. Just as much as my fic of reader taking it literally and bringing two silmarils with Morgoth's crown)

[elithe31st]

secret admirer

??? x gn!reader

req: me

desc: ??? finds out that reader loves sweets so he gives them to reader every day anonymously. reader is bestfriends with kokichi. non-despair au. tth, dr2 and v3 are all in hopes peak (no. no looking at tags)

you found another small bag filled with those marshmallows you were talking about yesterday. it was badly wrapped, but you appreciated it nonetheless. there wasn't any note on it, it was just...there. on your desk. you put it in your pocket and headed over to where kokichi was.

'(name)! hiii there!' kokichi smiled at you, waving.

'hi kokichi. i keep getting these..sweets that i like on my desk. is it you?' you were eating the marshmallows as you talked, smiling slightly as they tasted REALLY good. like someone drugged them or something.

'...yup!, that was me! how'd you find out so quickly!?' kokichi pouted. you looked confused.

'neeheehee! that was a lie!' kokichi then laughed, putting a finger over his smiling mouth.

this was going to be hard.

'haah, i just wanna know who it is so i can thank 'em.' you sighed, throwing the bag in the trash. kokichi followed you.

'lets ask saihara-chan! he'll get to the bottom of this!' kokichi grabbed your hand, but you stopped him.

'that's...too embarrassing..' you looked away from kokichi. he let go of your hand.

'fine! be like that!' he huffed, crossing his arms.

'h-hey, don't be like that...if i get more sweets tomorrow, ill give you some..' you pat his back and he looked up at you, smiling.

'awwwh, really!? you're so sweet (name)!!' he laughed.

the next day, you found more sweets on your desk. this time, they were mint chocolates. you looked around the room only to see nagito and some kid you didn't know the name of. you mentally face-palmed, wondering why you didn't know his name. he was in the same class as you! you sighed and took the mint chocolates, popping one in your mouth. you searched for kokichi, a few choclates in your hand.

'(naaaaaaame)!!!' kokichi ran up and hugged you.

'k-kokichi..!!' you gasped as some of the air was taken out of you from the force. you laughed a bit and hugged him back. you pulled back and handed him the chocolates, he smiled and put them in his pocket.

'you're the best (name)!' kokichi laughed. you two walked outside, away from everyone else. you two sat down on the grass and talked, laughed and joked around. suddenly, kokichi turned to you.

'hey, (name)?' kokichi crawled towards you.

'yes..?' your head backed up a bit as kokichi's face got closer and closer to yours.

'guess what, (name)?'

'what..?'

kokichi smiled slyly and threw back his head from yours. his hands were on your knees and they stayed there.

'nishishi! i forgot!' he stuck his tounge out. your face was bright red. kokichi crept up to your ear and cupped his hands around it.

'well...i didn't exactly forget...' he whispered, 'i just felt someone watching us, is all..i thought that if they were spying, we might as well give them a show. nishishi~' he backed away, sliding down the side of your body.

'ah..' you looked down and fiddled with your thumbs, face still bright red.

you walked into class, finding another bag of sweets on your desk.

'again..?' you sighed, looking for a note, or something to show who was giving you these.

'is something troubling you, (name)?' nagito walked up to your desk, looking at the gummy candy.

'ah, no. it's just that someone keeps..giving me sweets. and im thankful for them! i just, wanna know who's giving them to me.' you smiled at nagito, and he smiled back.

'hm..i believe--' nagito kept speaking, but you couldn't hear him over students flooding the classroom.

'ah, better sit down before miss chisa gets mad!' nagito laughed as he returned to his seat.

after class, kokichi rushed over to you.

'hiii (name)!! got any clues on that secret admirer yet?' kokichi questioned.

'hmm, no. but, i did get some more sweets.' you pulled out the bag and threw it to him. he caught it and his eyes lit up, but not for long as he bumped into someone, causing the bag to drop.

'hey- what are you doing with those!?' the guy who bumped into kokichi asked, rather harshly.

'why do you need to know, dragon? im sure ryoma won't be too happy if i tell him your actual ultimate, you--' kokichi threatened. you recognized him as the guy from your class. kokichi got caught off before he could finish his sentence, the boy handing him the sweets and walking away angrily.

'that was weird...who was that anyway?' you looked as the guy stomped away, but kokichi dragged your attention towards him again as he grabbed your tie.

'neeheehee! that's no one you need to worry about, sweet.~' kokichi put a finger under his chin mischievously. you heard squeaking shoes turn towards you.

'kokichi, ill start calling you by your last name again if you do--' you were cut off by kokichi letting go of your tie and spewing his crocodile tears.

'n-nooo! im- sniff im so~horryyyy!!!!!~' kokichi cried and latched onto you. you heard a loud grumbling sound as you two walked away to your usual spot.

'kokichi! kokichi!' you ran up to him, waving a paper in your hand.

'(name)! is that a love note for me!? neeheehee!!' kokichi laughed, looking at the paper.

'no, but the person who keeps giving me candy wrote me a note! it says to meet them at the roof after school!' you handed kokichi the note, and he read it.

'ooh!, well i hope you get pushed off the roof.' kokichi said, a shadow covering his face. you punched his arm.

'shuddup! and if i do get pushed off the roof it's my fault for being stupid, anyways! im gonna get myself some cake from the cafeteria, want some?' you asked, placing an arm around kokichis shoulders. his face lit up.

'do i!?!' he broke out of your arm and raced you to the cafeteria.

,finally! i can see who's giving me these sweets.' you smiled to yourself as you walked up to the roof, seeing the kid who's name you didn't know.

'hey, y-you're actually here..' he said, rubbing the back of his head.

'of course im here. listen, i just really-' you were cut off.

'no. you, listen to me.' he started. 'my name is fuyuhiko kuzuryuu, ultimate yakuza. got that? im the one giving you all these sweets because....because im- am i really saying this..!? -im a scared little bitch who can't even confess to his crush.' he looked down, his face red.

'o-oh!' you smiled, walking up to him.

'you know, i don't really know you. but im sure if we become friends first, ill date you if kokichi deems you worthy.' you laughed.

'...what?' he said, deadpanning.

'yahaha! im joking, im joking. but, why don't we start with being friends, hm? how does that sound?' you put your hand in his, smiling as he grew even redder.

'uh- yeah, sure, fuck. i don't even know why i confessed to you you don't even know me and-' you cut him off by kissing him on the hand.

'well, it's getting late, and i need to be doing that ultimate talent project, so see you tomorrow, friend.'

you left the roof, leaving kuzuryuu alone with his thoughts.

'oh my god, they're even better..'

[ak-rye-47]

Bonnie: * Sees Damon and Enzo entering the room holding hands* : " So who FINALLY confessed?"

Damon : * With his usual proud shit eating smirk on his face*

" It was me ofcourse i made it beautiful and sugar coated just like Enzo's mouth each time i wonder why our cookie supplies are falling short again"

Enzo : " You said and i quote...wait...you YELLED and i quote ' Listen here you square jawed, choclate eyed, cinnamon coated motherfucka! I have feelings for u and it's about time u acknowledged them ...drunk...2 in the morning...under my balcony...up on your car... covered in mud. Why were you covered in mud?"

Damon :" I-i fell trying to climb your balcony so i opted for car instead"

BONNIE :😐

Damon : " What? it worked didn't it?"

Enzo : * under his breath*"......Marry me"

Damon : " what?"

Enzo: "what?"

Stefan : * muffled voice,mouth stuffed with cookies* : "Hwe shwed mawy lim"

[gayandtrashy]

My @rtc-secret-santa-event for @bundlofcigars!

I did a writing that I'm calling "Hidden Holiday"

Here ya go!

The fire blazed in Ocean's home as she finished preparing for her holiday party. Celebrating two holidays during the winter herself she usually was defaulted to for the choir party. There were tastefully decorated sugar cookies, a menorah, a Christmas tree and a kinara. It was inclusive for all the choir and it was perfect.

The doorbell sounded five times as the choir slowly arrived. Everyone bringing the gifts for "Hidden Holiday" as Ocean decided it should be called. Slowly sitting around the fireplace, snacking on the food that was there.

"Okay everyone! I hope you are all enjoying yourself but it is now time for our main event! Hidden Holiday! I'll start, I had Connie. My gift is something I think she'll love" Ocean passed a basket with purple tissue paper pooling out of it in Constance's direction.

Constance removed the tissue paper, revealing a teddy bear with a choclate bar taped to the stomach. She gave a light squeal before setting the gift aside.

"Thanks Ocean! That bear looked so cuddly! Well, I had Penny and I know how she loves her doll so... I got her another one"

Constance handed a Raggedy Ann doll over to Penny who just held it in her lap.

"I had Ricky and I knew I probably shouldn't get them another cat. So instead I got them more comics."

She hands over a flat package with a ribbon tied around it.

"Their in protective sleeves don't worry"

Ricky let the package rest in their lap, shifting it with their present which he swiftly rolled to Mischa.

Mischa ripped the wrapping paper open revealing an old-school Ipod. A simple note saying "I hope to find your music on here someday." Mischa blinked as he quickly handing a gift to Noel.

Noel delicately open the package revealing a set of VHS tapes all with old French titles.

"I don't know if you have playing method but these seemed like what you talked about."

Noel hugged the box to his chest before handing off the last present, now obviously for Ocean. Another flat package.

"I didn't really know what to get you but for some reason you like politics. One of my thrift stores had this and I thought you would like this."

Ocean opened the package revealing old United States campaign posters.

"These will be the perfect room decorations!"

The group held their gifts close. Relishing in the fact that they somehow had the perfect things. And they had each other.

"Anyone feel up to watching Elf?" Ocean asked after a minute, leading to a cheer from the group as they settled in close for the movie.