#custom tag will probably be uhh

[onesidedradiostatic]

I *have* watched HB but it's nearly impossible for me to get through every episode because the main character is voiced by Brandon Rogers. Who also is the show's co-writer. All I can think of every time Blitz speaks is vines.

Also Alex Brightman is in it, he plays Fizzarolli, but he uses his Beetlejuice voice for the role and it somehow jumpscares me every single time he talks

(prev post)

LMAOOOOOO I don't think I'll run into that problem cause I'm not really a musical nerd, if their voices sound distinct enough from katie killjoy, pentious and adam I'll probably be good

[bitterflames]

"fei liu's surname is fei" "feiliu has no surname" i propose a third, stupider option: feiliu's surname is either mei or lin, but lin chen and mei changsu refuse to agree on which. it's like the schrödinger's cat of surnames. it's both simultaneously until someone asks (and depends on which one of his dubious quasi-parental figures you ask).

[b4kuch1n]

hi! birthday. which means it's finally time t

yo what the itch store is fixed up now

damn what? I don't know where this came from. look all the comics I put on g*mr**d a year ago are back here again with all the formatting and typesetting by @fireflysummers as well as the exclusive bonus art wtf who did this. my werewolf comic on here too what the hells!! that one also got re-toned for printing if u want to AND an exclusive cover spread !!! what the fuck!!!!! come see for urself I can't make this shit up

[naihvty]

kind eyes - part 1 (steve harrington x reader)

part 2 here!

summary : king steve walks in your coffee shop. it’s 6 years since you last saw him. you don’t know how to feel, but you notice some changes in him, including his kind eyes.

word count: 1.1k

tags: slow burn, used to be a dickhead but now he’s not, no smut in this chapter but there will be eventually, idk what I’m doing I just wrote this all today I haven’t written in ages, not reallyyyyy proof read sorry

a/n: hope you enjoy the word vomit!!!! idk if it’s any good but I was inspired to write this out of nowhere! I wanted it to be a one shot but it’s turning into a series apparently uh oh that’s a big commitment but oh well!

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King Steve. Or dickhead Steve, as you profoundly named him during your school years. Famously known for fucking pretty much every girl in your year at school. And some in the year above, too. Even the year below later on in your years there. Excluding you, of course. No no no no, you were not his type. You’re pretty sure you were invisible to him. Not that you cared. Not even a little bit. Definitely not.

So, all of 6 years after graduating, why did seeing dickhead Steve queuing up to be served by you at your work, make you feel something? Something good or bad, you weren’t sure. Definitely bad. Probably. Surely, right?

You spent your time serving the customers before him contemplating how to approach the situation. Do you strike up a conversation? You didn’t know if you could face the embarrassment of him not recognising you. Maybe playing it cool and pretending to not know him would be your best bet. Just take his order, get him sorted, and let him leave.

As you hand the takeaway cup and pastry to the sweet old lady in front of you, you steal another glance in Steve’s direction and notice that he’s got company. More specifically, female company. Shocker, you think. He always had a girl attached to his hip in school. You’re not surprised to notice that things haven’t changed in that regard.

Okay. Just do your job, you think to yourself as you head back to the till, making sure your screen it set up to take a new order.

“Hey! What can I get you?” You smile, requiring a little bit of forced happiness as you meet eyes with Steve and his female friend.

“Rob, what do you want? I think I’m gonna get… hey, do I know you?” Steve answers you, doing a double take and examining your features as if he’s searching for a missing piece of a puzzle in his head.

Shit. Just what you didn’t want to happen.

“Uhh, yeah I guess you do? I went to Hawkins High, in your year.” You reply, telling him your name and feels your cheeks flush slightly.

You see the flicker of recognition in his eyes. “Right!!! I knew I knew you from somewhere. Wow, it’s been what, six, seven years? You’ve uhhh, you’ve changed. Not in a bad way, obviously. In a good way. Heh.” Steve exclaims. “Hey Rob, we went to school together! This is Rob. Robin, I mean. This is Robin. Do you know what you want, yet?” He carries on, turning round to face Robin and frowning slightly at the grin plastered on her face.

You watch the conversation unfold, feeling slightly confused. This is NOT the King Steve you remember. He was confident, cocky, rude, all things that he was not currently exuding. His eyes seem kinder somehow.

“Nice to meet you Robin, girlfriend, I’m assuming?” You say, throwing a small smile her way.

Robin’s grin widens further, turning in a laugh. Before you can say anything else, you see Steve’s eyes widen.

“Girlfriend? No no no no, hah, no. Not at all. She’s uhhh, gay. Actually. Very gay. Extreeeemely gay. Not my girlfriend. Just my friend. She’s a dingus, but I love her. As much as she hates me, sometimes”.

“All the time, dingus. I’ll grab an almond milk latte, please. OOH! And a brownie. Dickhead here will have a mocha. I’m gonna grab us a table..” Robin chuckles, taking her order and rolling her eyes at the very flustered Steve.

You feel a giggle threaten to escape your lips as you hear that Steve drinks mochas. You didn’t really pin him as the mocha type. Maybe he really has changed. And why on earth did you feel immediate relief at hearing that Robin was definitely not his girlfriend? And why did Steve seem so determined to clear that up?

“Sure thing”, you push on, swivelling your screen round to Steve to allow him to pay. “That will be £8.95, please, you can just tap on the screen there.” A small smile blooms on your face again, and the eye contact you’re making with Steve feels weirdly charged. Barely, but it’s there.

“Someone will bring it on over to you when it’s ready!” You explain to Steve as he tucks his phone away into his pocket.

“Thanks, it was nice to see you again. Really nice, I uhhh, I’ll see you around I guess?” Steve replies, breaking off eye contact with you for a second before he looks at you one final time, then hurries off to find Robin and join her at the table. She picked the best in the place, the window table with the bench. That corner of the shop was a sun trap, and you often admired the people who curled up with the cushions with a book, wishing it was you there instead of behind the counter.

You don’t have time to respond before he walks away. You smile to yourself slightly and mutter, “yeah, sure. See you around.” Even though you’re sure that’s probably not true.

You shake off the mix of emotions you feel swimming around in your head and try to focus on the next couple of hours before your shift finishes. You glance on over to Steve’s table every now and then without even realising that you’re seeking him out frequently.

You frequently feel eyes on you, which you confirm as Robin’s. Not too often, but enough to know that something’s going on. You’re not sure what, but you notice the hushed discussion and the defensiveness of Steve’s demeanour from the back. You think you notice the words, “just ask her!” slip from Robin’s lips, but you try and brush it off down to your poor lip reading skills. The hum of the coffee machine, chatter of the customers and soothing sounds of the lo-fi playlist you always put on makes you think you should be competent in lip reading by now, but you’re not.

Not long after, the two of them get up to leave. “Bye! Thanks for the coffee, it was great!” Robin shouts over to you whilst you’re mid tidying up the counter in front of you. You smile back at her politely and give her a small wave. You catch Steve glancing at you, a grin playing on his lips as he follows Robin out the door. You feel your cheeks heat again, and the soft buzz of something you can’t place in your chest.

You do NOT fancy Steve. You don’t. It’s just not possible. What is wrong with you?! No, it’s not that you fancy him, it was just nice to see him again, right? He looks great. And doesn’t seem like such an idiot anymore. About time, really. But no, you definitely do not hope that Dickhead Steve Harrington will walk into your coffee shop again. Definitely not.

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a/n: yay hope you enjoyed! no idea how often I will update but fingers crossed will be regular :)

[hyperfixate-on-ninjas]

Remaking my pinned post cause…why not?

Heyo! @ninjago-x-lmk here! This is my main Ninjago blog. Also @lilacartsmadsion is my main blog but I mostly talk about Cookie Run Kingdom there. So I made this blog.

Some things about me:

I am Filipino, go by She/Her. And uhh, probably like going by Lilac? Idk just call me whatever you want. Other than Ninjago I have interests for Cookie Run Kingdom, Lego Monkie Kid and Henry Stickmin Ig? Though THSC is sort of on the down low a little.

Not sure what else to add? You can find me on:

Wattpad: (LilacMakesMadison)

Tumblr: (You’re already here)

A03: (LilacWritesMadison)

Fav character is Lloyd, though I mostly kin Kai

Anyways, here’s some AUs I’ve made so far:

Greenbrothers, Another Tale: Wattpad

A Ninjago Movie AU where Lloyd and Morro are brothers. A rewrite of a past fanfic I made called ‘The GreenWind Brothers’

Elemental Gods AU: Wattpad and A03

Basically a modern AU with a Mythology twist. Where the mythology in Ninjago has changed including the backstory of most of the characters. Core Four Ninja are Orphans with Jay and Cole getting adopted and Kai and Zane staying with Wu. Semi-Kai Centric Ig

Ninjago: A Thousand Years Later: A03 and Wattpad

A future AU inspired by the Anime Frieren (Watch the anime it’s 100% better than the Fic, trust me.) A story that follows Lloyd in the future as he handles being the only Ninja left on duty. With Thousands of Years passing and the Ninja long gone. Lloyd carries the duties and responsibilities of the Green Ninja even in a world that has since changed drastically since the Merge.

Ninjago Shuffle AU: Tumblr (I think I made a tag for this?)

Basically I was bored and decided to shuffle all the seasons and try to make a new storyline for the Ninja. It stops in Dr S2 part 2 though so yey! No spoilers. Still I’m procrastinating on this because I have no idea where I should put it.

Ninjago Swap AU: Tumblr

Typical Swap AU but it’s just that Wu fucked up the timeline in Season 7 so now he’s gotta deal with the fact that none of the Ninja are the same as what they were. So like, Cole and Jay swap, Kai and Zane swap and Nya and Lloyd swap. So now Cole’s the Lightning Ninja, Jay’s the Earth Ninja, Kai’s the Ice Ninja, Zane’s the Fire Ninja, Nya’s the Green Njnja and Lloyd’s the Water Ninja. (Poor Wu)

This is literally the only thing that is swapped, none of the villains swap and the story is still the same with a lot of changes like Kai dying instead of Zane. (Idk maybe Kai turns into a robot??? Still working that out)

Reincarnated Gods AU: A03, Tumblr and Wattpad.

Tumblr will have the occasional arts (Wattpad too but I don’t want to do that too much since it might affect the story but the art seems to work for my CRK fans?)

Wattpad currently has the title ‘Fire Saga’ only because I wanted to test A03’s multiple part thingy but A03’s title for the AU will be updated as soon as I finish the Fire Saga, for now it’s only on Wattpad. (Mostly because Wattpad is the only website I can make custom covers)

Gonna make each Saga for each season Ig:

•Fire Saga: Tournament of Elements Rewritten. After Zane’s Death, Kai starts acting fuzzy towards fire. When they enter Chen’s Tournament. Kai starts acting strange when he recognizes Chen’s domain as a Temple of Fire for the Lord of Fire: Kael Lumeris.

•Mythic Saga: Possession Rewritten. (Contains spoilers for what I’m planning for the ending of the Fire Saga so I won’t summarize it)

•Lightning Saga: Skybound Rewritten

•History’s Lament: A Mini Story which is just Way of the Departed Rewritten

•Time Saga: Hands of Time Rewritten.

•Dragon and Oni Saga: Which is just the full on Oni Trilogy Rewritten. (This one will be LONG I tell u)

•Rebirth Saga: Fire Chapter Rewritten

•Ice Saga: Ice Chapter Rewritten. (Both Chapters are their own separate saga and are longer than the canon chapters.)

•Knowledge Saga: Prime Empire Rewritten.

•Earth Saga: Master of the Mountain…slightly rewritten???? (Best season in my opinion next to Skybound and Possession…though Skybound is probably around third Ig)

•Life’s Lament: Mini Story taking place in The Island. The Island Special is actually HEAVILY rewritten in this context all because I decided to CANON DIVERGE in Tournament of Elements.

•Water Saga: Seabound Rewritten

•Life Saga: Crystallized HEAVILY Rewritten.

•Dragons Rising: (No name yet but I’ve basically planned the rest of the seasons)

Ship Fics I have made:

Green-Tinted Glasses: A03

Just Lloyd and Gene interacting outside of the Series Idk, just whatever Lloyd does in his freetime. I call this ship ‘GreenGlasses’ just cause I can.

From Snowy Skies and Ice-Filled Storms: A03

Inspired by @phibsies artworks. Technoshipping Amnesia duo AU basically. Toxic Yaoi go brr. Zane doesn’t get saved from the Never Realm and the Merge happens, he ends up captured by Agent Walker who seems more than interested in him.

[soggyyycereal]

Intro post cuz.. uh.. I’m beginning to become more active on here teehee

☄️💫 HI!! My name is Oliver!!💫☄️

(Or you can call me Soggy… whatever floats your boat!!!)

- ⭐️Pronouns!! He/Him ⭐️

- ‼️MINOR!!! Level 17 DO NOT BE WEIRD‼️

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(If I remember HFJSHD)

🌟 #Soggy dumping — Rambles!!

🌟 #Soggy ocs — Oc Content!!!

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I LIKE TO DRAW!! A LOT!!! Or.. sometimes… depends if art block is visiting or not… 💔

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My interests fluctuate time to time!!

But… as of recently I’ve been really into object shows!! (Inanimate Insanity and HfjONE specifically!! (Mainly ii BEHDHSHS))

I also like Welcome Home, Regretavator, The Owl House, and may occasionally post oc content!! Probably into more things but it’s hard to name them on the spot GULPS

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People scare me,, BUT I PROMISE I AM NOT SCARY… I don’t know how to conversate BUT THAT WONT STOP ME FROM INTERACTING (if you want to.. of course… heh… 😼)

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UH YEAH!! THATS FUN!!! My posts are usually art centred but I do sometimes ramble whenever I feel like it,,, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE RIDE!!

[atiianeishaunted]

something i threw together before i go on vacation to give some incentive for people to get into this dumbass au thing i got goin on, the premise sounds insane but once you let go of any common sense its pretty chill over here . i swear !!!! ignore how i type liek a 13 year old on deviant art btw im cringe but free.....

some funfacts to make this ,. worth reading plus to give context:

this started because one of my ex best friends was REALLY into danganronpa and we were rp partners for a hot minute and liek . i ended up having a dream that kazuichi souda and keith kogane went to the mall together, told them about it n we were liek "hah thats funny" n then the danganronpa au was born even though i wasnt even into it at the time (became a major hyperfix and still is :'/)

the reapers canonically do fall within different age groups, all have unique deaths which play into their designs somewhat, uhh liek sheepdog got drowned and he has a lot of blue in his design, rein froze to death and also. is blue.,,,, a surprising amt of blue in these bitches ?.

sheepdog is a fan favorite and also alot of his fans turn out to be some flavor of freak and not in the funpilled way :( .. SIGH

when i mention fan favorites n fandom i mean on pixilart dot com i am .. heh a bit of a celebrity /j [i only have 5k] [ive been on there for liek 7 years atp

theres a whole prequel to the reaper project that follows an artifical god, and also theres technically 3 fake nations i made for this but like 1 of them is a pangea of the other two, also fake religions n cultures YIPPEEE

the reaper concept started with morse because i texted my friend red at liek 2am or smth n was liek "keith kogane corpse theory" and then i was liek "that sounds kind of epic" n now we are here ,,,,

one of my MAJOR dreams is to like see people with reaproj layouts, i make custom art for it n everything so if you end up getting into this request ur fav ill do it man

feel free to ask me questions or what have you, glad to answer, in fact begging for people to get into this i want friends !!!!!!!! and silly people in my phone!!!!!!! also this has been ongoing for liek 5+ years atp ,,,, unfortunately my special interest i fear but like s so epic i SWEARR, theres a lil smth for everyone, theres probably a reaper for your fandom, maybe, hence, the fandom tags, tried to tag every reaper's source media

^ do you see how many bitches there is in here!!!!!!!!! look at that!!

^ heres a further wip el oh el look theres morse and keith kogane normalpilled version, youve seen those two ! i think! sorry in advance if u were jus lookin for cool fanart n stumbled upon this but what is up, im lee,, i make cool art sometimes, known to haunt pinterest with a certain version of shep

anyway if u read all this ily hello! ur free to comment wtf or whatever, i encourage you to express whatever feelings of bafflement you may have, kissing u on the forehead

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - seven | above minimum wage. like, *way* above

You sat across from Seonghwa at a table in the café, his mouth set in a firm line as he read your resume. 

“So,” he started. “You’re a streamer?”

“And video editor.”

He put the resume down. “And why do you want to work in a café?”

“Well, your ‘Help Wanted’ said you paid above minimum wage. Like, way above.”

“Mhm.”

“And I wouldn’t mind having a real reason to get out of my house a few times a week.”

“Mhm.”

“And… there’s a few video editing clients I have that I really want to drop.”

His eyebrows ticked up. “Can I ask why?”

“One of them keeps hitting on me, and the other ones don’t pay enough. Only one of them is really worth it.”

“Well, I’m sorry for the first one, that’s very unprofessional.”

You nodded.

“And for the other ones, that makes sense.”

You nodded again.

“Your resume says you worked in a café a few years ago; do you remember how to make all the basic drinks?”

“Mostly. I could probably use a refresher, but, it’ll come back to me soon enough.”

He nodded and folded his arms.

“And, uh, just between you and me: I was the only reason the café I used to work at was sparkling clean.”

His brows ticked up. “Oh?”

You nodded, self-assuredly.

“Well, I suppose that I have to hire you.”

“I-- really?”

He chuckled.

“Were the people who left that bad at cleaning?”

His eyebrow raised again. “How did you know that someone just left?”

“I-- uhh…”

He smiled.

“I… heard it by accident? I mean, you and uh, the one guy--”

“Wooyoung?”

“--yeah. You were kind of having a conversation about it where customers could hear it.”

He nodded.

You nodded. You were in the clear.

“I thought you worked with headphones on?”

You were not.

“Ummm…”

“I’m not mad. I told him I didn’t want to have that conversation where anyone could hear it and he didn’t listen. It’s a good thing it was only you who heard it and not someone who loves drama.”

You nodded emphatically. “Hate drama. Don’t want it in my life. Try to stay as far away from it as possible.”

Seonghwa chuckled.

“I am sorry though. Once I heard the intrigue, I couldn’t help but listen. Can I… ask what happened?”

“Nothing more than what you heard: two of my employees who were involved romantically appeared to have convinced themselves that I was oppressing them in some way and left. They left a note likening themselves to Romeo and Juliet… driven by their passions, I suppose.”  He shook his head.

“...They know that they both died at the end, right?”

“I’m assuming not.”

You laughed. “Well… hopefully it goes better for them.”

He nodded. “I bear them no ill will, I just wish they would have given me two weeks notice instead.”

You nodded. “Well, maybe they’ll both take poison and die and have learned their lesson.”

He looked at you blankly.

“That was a Romeo and Juliet joke.”

His eyebrow quirked and he chuckled. “Sure.”

“Sorry, I sort of just say things, sometimes. Sometimes it's dark humor.”

“That’s fine, just don’t do it in front of the customers.”

“Not a prob-- wait, you’re hiring me?”

“I don’t see a reason why not. You can work mornings, which was Juliet’s shift time, and you live close enough that if I somehow mysteriously run off with someone, one of the other guys can call you in.”

You laughed.

“When can you start?”

“Whenever’s the earliest.” You smiled. “Oh my god, I’m so happy I can drop that one guy.”

Seonghwa smiled and held out his hand. “Welcome to the team.”

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[krchar]

aaaahhhh thank you for the tag @lumiy-a <333

so let's do this

Fanfic Writer Interview!

1. How many fics do you currently have on AO3?

six :)

2. Top 5 fics by kudos:

Given the number it is, of course, most of them :D But:

The Flute

Of Custom and Flaws

The Scar in His Hand

The Truth in the Garden

Behind the Scenes

3. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, because I am so happy about them, comments are just so great to read, someone takes time to react to my crap, which I love deeply, it is so great to talk with them about their points and feelings and observations, commenters are awesome.

4. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

Is it an angsty ending, if the whole thing was angsty..? But I generally tend to search for hope..

Of those on AO3 I'd say The Flute sort of.. (rather searching some serenity in angst). But I used to have one much harsher on fanfiction.net years ago for a different fandom, even if there, too, was some very f*cked up thread of hope

5. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

Of those actually finished, it may seem weird, but to me The Scar in His Hand was an ending that just made me happy and hopeful if that counts

Ok but to be fair Behind the Scenes ends with an overdose of fluff

6. Do you write crossovers?

Not really so far :/

7. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Not really, some of my blorbos are sexually active and happily so, but it is just hinted at, I never got there

8. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I dont really know about such occurrence :)

Wow now I'm thinking, I googled my name like everyone, but I never googled my fics :O

9. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Some years ago someone translated my fun one-shot (on fanfiction.net) into Russian and put it on some other server (they asked for consent). Meanwhile, I have deleted the fic for reasons, but the translation may be floating somewhere over the internet

10. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Yes, years ago we wrote two different fics with a real-life friend :) We used the strategy of dividing characters for each of us to write. It was great, but we did not finish either of them hehe

11. What's your all time favorite ship?

Ok I know what this blog looks like now, but to tell the truth, I started to ship Himerish/Yarr about half a year ago (it was quite some explosion, yes).

I shipped and ship a lot of pairs (and some threes), but I don't think I ever had like THE ONE

12. What's a WIP you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

Probably the LoTR fic of which I wrote just a part like in 2013, where I shipped Éeowyn and an OC dwarf-woman (I made her a daughter of Dwalin and she journeyed on her own (and without permission) to save her uncle Balin, bc they had no messages from Moria :(( but she got stuck in Rohan. It was pre-canon.)

13. What are your writing strengths?

Uhh.. ok self-appreciation time..

I dont know if mirroring yourself in characters is weakness, or strength, but it might bring some positives..? Like relatability hopefully..?

And I like to explore stuff.. imagining weird situations, overthinking headcanons to fill in the lore.. and such :)

14. What are your writing weaknesses?

Sometimes in search of vocabulary my head starts to boil, so language, English is not my first.. also I think i am sometimes too dramatic. And sometimes I have doubts if I am not talking about stuff that is too heavy and that I do not actually understand.

15. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in fic?

So only by reading answers by previous posters I get that this means like other than the main language of the fic..? I never did that.. why not really, look I like LoTR and its linguistic variety, and I like all the weird sounds in Star Wars, and Im a nerd for all the sounds that real people make, so go for it people, it's fun

16. What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for but want to?

hmmmMMMmmmm... technically I've written for LoTR, but not enough.

17. What's your favorite fic you've written?

Ohhh... ok this is difficult.. I think I'll go sort of neutral and choose sentiment reasons, and will say my very fist fic, which I wrote in Czech, when I was about 14, it was just this silly fun about an OC in HP, red-headed girl, of course, and with some cool features like high tolerance to cold and alcohol

Ok now I should tag someone! So, I think I will tag @aniriargyle, if it's ok..? :) who writes for fandoms regrettably unknown to me, but who wrote me some really nice comments on AO3 <3

[ominousmotion]

Thank you for the tag @nanoa1foryou 💕

I'm sorry this took me so long to get to 💕 (blame baldurs gate 3)

Star Sign: Libra

Favorite holiday: Oh man I am not a big holiday person tbh but I have a kind of personal holiday which is march 11th bc for 2 years in a row I got new tattoos that day so thats the kai gets a new tattoo day lol

Last meal: Chicken Noodle soup with Cheezits

Current favorite musician: Probably We Came As Romans I've had them on repeat quite a bit

Last music I listened to: D4MAGE DONE by I See Stars

Last movie I watched: Uhh I think it was Howls Moving Castle

Last tv show watched: Peaky Blinders

Last book/fic finished: A mandalorian fic called Short debts make long friends

Last book/fic abandoned: A Baldurs gate 3 Astarion/tav fic I chose to read the Mando fic instead

Currently reading: A Mando fic called Eyes of Gold and the first Percy Jackson book

Last thing researched for writing/art: I was looking up custom brushes for Ibis paint X

Favorite online fandom memory: Making the life on the pride side shirt w Gemma and facetiming w her and Ju to surprise them with the shirt

Favorite old fandom you wish would drag you back in/have a resurgence: Im not really out of my old fandoms except marvel but I wouldn't be mad to get draged deeper in to Doctor Who again

Favorite thing you enjoy that never had an active or big fandom: oh man ive always primarily been apart of super active fandoms i guess this might qualify but i absolutely love humans are space orcs stuff and ive never see it super often and i wish i saw it more

Tempting project your trying to rein in/don't have time for: i think i have like 3 or 4 wips rn 2 of which are pointilism portraits and im lowkey avoiding them bc i know that they take hundreds of hours to complete

Tagging @another-sun @kraeuterhexchen @there-is-just-me-myself-and-i @necessarytragedies @tomorrows-unknown as always feel free to ignore me if youve already done this or just if you feel like it 💕

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𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍

‹ BASICS! ›

NAME:  Alexandra or Alex

PRONOUNS: he/they

ZODIAC SIGN: leo-virgo cusp! i was born right in between them both

TAKEN OR SINGLE: recently single

‹ THREE  FACTS! ›

i can speak two languages and read & write in 3! Japanese & Chinese are entirely self taught through various resources i've picked up over the years

 i really like doing jigsaw puzzles, especially when i'm stressed out. they soothe me in a way you wouldn't even understand

i make custom builds for houses on FFXIV!! it's one of my favourite things to do in that game, and if they removed all content except for that, i'd still be playing lmfao i loooooove getting creative with ffxiv builds man

‹ EXPERIENCE! ›

PLATFORMS USED: tumblr, yahoo messenger, facebook, twitter, skype, discord uhhh there's a lot honestly

PLOTTING / WINGING IT / MEMES: as a novelist i'm kinda partial to the idea of plotting but i do like memes a lot too. i'm just a huge nerd for lore building ahaha

‹ MUSE  PREFERENCE! ›

GENDER: my muses are a bag of surprises and a mix of just about everything, but i am partial to trans muses

MULTI OR SINGLE: multi!

LEAST FAVOURITE FACECLAIM(S): wait are these still a thing lol-- i uhh... don't have any i guess? probably bc i don't use them myself

‹ FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ›

FLUFF:  idm it at all!

ANGST:  i will make out with you if you write this with me

SMUT :  sure, but it's pretty rare i actually write it. being ace and all, but i'm not opposed to the idea!

tagged by: i stole it! tagging: you right there on the dashboard reading this! ♥

[imfrom-neptune]

If I may just cause I’m bored also

Color: obviously purple

Song (currently): obvious by cavetown

Film/TV Show: Tangled

Quote/Song Lyric: “My family thinks I have potential but I waste it all on things that shouldn’t matter, but to me it really matters cause it takes my mind off the future. I tell myself that if I can’t pay for my college then I’ll run away and live inside a van until I figure out who I really am, cause I don’t know who I really am, and I’m running out of time.” - Ghost of Mariano’s by Disco Inc

Instrument: Guitar (I’m also biased)

Part of Nature: Butterflies

Comfort Item: Headphones, my jacket, probably some of my stuffed animals

Weather: Right after it’s stopped raining, when things are kinda calm, and the temperature is just right, and it’s still a little dark outside

Food: Chocolate milk. I will not take criticism.

Piece of Clothing: any of the jewelry I wear daily, or the hoodie I customized

Magical/Supernatrual Artifact: yk I don’t even know how to answer this.. uhh.. magic wand??

Tags (full pressure /nsrs): @glyphsn-noises @not-pessimist-anymore-felix @not-a-biscuit @ali-da-demon @catinasink @aviwaslost @banananananananaduck and the rest of you cause I’m still learning usernames lmao

Gonna try and start a tag game because I'm bored af

Pick one thing that you feel is just a part of who you are or something that you feel represents you in some way

Colour: Dark Green

Song: Let Down by Radiohead

Film/TV Show: Perks of Being A Wallflower

Quote/Song Lyric: "I don't want people to be worried about me. There's nothing to worry about. I don't want people to try and understand why I'm the way I am, because I should be the first person to understand that. And I don't understand yet. I don't want people to interfere. I don't want people in my head, picking out this and that, permanently picking up the broken pieces of me." - Tori Spring, Solitaire

An Instrument: Guitar (I think I'm biased though)

A Part of Nature: Rainy forest

Comfort Item: Laptop or maybe my guitar

Weather: Rain (not too heavy or light) especially when it's foggy and on a gloomy day

Food: Teriyaki Chicken

Piece of Clothing: Homemade Knitted jumper/cardigan

Magical / Supernatural Artefact: A leitner book

(no pressure tags) @far-beyond-saving @underlined-in-spirit @sleepy-vix @t0ri-spr1ng @itsfunnybcuzitstrue @bookwormwithadhd @nachthimmelschwarz @s0lit4ir3 @ofcutsandoffire @misanthropicmuso @apersononearth011 @alistairtalkstomuch @underablanketofstars @wisteria-angel-xox @cheddar-cheezit @psychedelicflyingshark @annotated-catastrophe @faulty-radio @loulooser @bored-boring-and-tired @nine-frogs-in-a-trenchcoat @ghost-under-my-bed

[episims]

Sims tag

Got tagged by @deedee-sims, @esotheria-sims, and @ho3sferatu, thank you!

1. What’s your favourite sims death? Lately I've mostly wished they wouldn't die, so... old age, probably

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? Uhh I think my game's leaning toward semi-realistic?

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? I use mods that change the logic they gain weight if that counts

4. Do you use move objects? Always on

5. Favorite mod? I couldn't really play without so many of them!

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? Fun story, but all of them

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? ...The latter? Maybe? I'm a Finn, I pronounce everything weirdly

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? All the sims I've made for Foxfire. Jonas and Judi always get extra posts though!

9. Have you made a simself? Nope

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? Brooding, perfectionist, loner, socially awkward, vegetarian. Something like that

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? Red? Idk

12. Favorite EA hair? ...The bald one? lol

13. Favorite life stage? Adults, I'm boring

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? Gameplay, building needs the correct mood

15. Are you a CC creator? Apparently

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? Not a squad by any means but some friends, yeah!

17. What’s your favorite game? (1, 2, 3, or 4) TS2

18. Do you have any sims merch? Nah, not really a merch person in general

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? No

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? Playstyle or aesthetics? The first one, not that much, I've always built custom hoods and played them somewhat rotationally. My aesthetics have def evolved to maxis match direction, mainly because it's easier to keep the game stable with that content

21. What’s your Origin ID? I might have one, but no idea

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? Everyone I have CC from!

23. How long have you had a simblr? This is my...... fifth? year here

24. How do you edit your pictures? Gameplay ones I crop and run an action on. Previews I edit manually

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? More unisex clothing. Especially flashy stuff for male frames

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? Free Time! I couldn't do without secondary aspirations

Tagging @moyokeansimblr, @phoebe-twiddle, @brandinotbroke, @pikselis, @twofee, and @shastakiss. No pressure!

[cheeseinthesea]

oohhh tag. I started typing this at 3 am fell Asleep </3

1. What is your absolute favorite article of clothing from your wardrobe?

ohhh man. .thats tough actually. Probably a hard tie between my custom thrifted bowling alley pattern button up or my ford pines coded coat...

2. Do you have any siblings?

nope !!

3. Favorite movie(s) as a kid?

errrrr. I remember really liking Beverly hills chihuahua for whatever reason ...the last guest was big for me too if that counts. And probably the lego movie

4. Favorite movie(s) now?

I font watch too many movie tbh. Probably Dr. Strange and The Wild Robot off the top of my head.

5. Do you have pets?

YES! !! 2 tortoise shell cats and a German shepherd and Belgian shepherd.

6. Favorite TV shows?

Gravity falls .obviouslyHDHSBDH I also love the umbrella academy for the first 3 or so seasons. It kinda fell off imo but whatever

7. What type of music do you listen to?

prettttyy wide range...from what i can tell usually indie pop, indie rock, electronic, folk/alternative folk, the gravity falls and phighting sound tracks LMAO

8. comfort food?

Mac n cheese....or chicken tenders. or like really specific mashed potatoes

9.Favorite book?

ough...hm....big fan of lost legends rn tbh. I also have always really liked Salt to the Sea and F451 and Six of crows as well.

10. If you were stranded on a desert island and could only bring one type of food, what would it be?

sweats. I have no fucking idea. probably something that can be planted and used as a renewable source..? Or 7 million chicken tenders

11. Do you have a favorite pair of socks?

uhh. Probably my black and Grey cat paw socks. Their very cozy!!

12. Whats something unconventional that you're in to?

er....idk what really counts for this but. I love studying different diseases and their sometimes graphic effects? I had a really big intrest in the bubonic plauge for a while and its effects.

ok tags. uhhh. @kittynugg @plutoniclol @empressofsamoyeds ???,can't think of any more .anyone else who wants to join feel free also HMBH

Decided to do one of those get to know your mutuals things. XD

1. What is your absolute favorite article of clothing from your wardrobe?

2. Do you have siblings?

3. Favorite movie(s) as a kid?

4. Favorite movie(s) now?

5. Do you have pets?

6. Favorite tv shows?

7. What types of music do you listen to?

8. Comfort food?

9. Favorite book?

10. If you were stranded on a desert island and could only bring one type of food, what would it be?

11. Do you have a favorite pair of socks?

12. What's something unconventional that you're into? (Like horticulture, rodeos, dressing up like a clown and scaring children? 🤣)

@localcanadiancreature62 @bren-the-chicken @cameforstuff @rayyanishere1 @nowimjustastranger @ratprincess212 @tessenda @tinfoil-jones

[gummiewerm]

you probably get this all the time but your neocities site is so amazing, do you have any advice/resources for people who are new to html/css or just coding in general, i eventually really want to achieve the same sort of perfectly cluttered vibes but I don't know where to start 😵‍💫 your site is seriously impressive!

aw thank you!!!

main html/css advice would be if you don't know how to do something/something breaks, search it on the internet! w3 schools and stack exchange are your best friends. also like everyone on neocities im gonna point you towards sadgrl, who has a ton of resources for this kind of stuff. my in general coding advice would be to start with a relatively easy language, but imo html is a PERFECT starting point so you're already on the right track.

AS FOR WEBSITE SPECIFIC ADVICE.... I have a few things :)

1. GO INTO IT KNOWING WHAT YOU WANT TO MAKE AND HOW YOU WANT IT TO LOOK!! this saves SO much time and heartache. I spent maybe a good 4 months debating what I wanted my site to look like before I actually started coding, and I'm glad I did. which brings me to my next point..

2. draw out a thumbnail of what you want your site to look like! try drawing a few different ideas too, it'll save you time if you draw them instead of code them in.

[Image description: A pencil and paper thumbnail for the site on the left, and the finished site on the right. The overall layout is the same for both.]

3. i highly recommend learning how to use iframes if you plan on doing a container-based layout! this is especially useful for graphic heavy sites like mine since it helps cut down on loading times

4. position: absolute and left:...px/top:...px are your besties. this positions a div wherever you want on the page (relative to the dimensions of whatever div its in) and keeps it there. great for positioning images like stickers!

5. this might just be a me thing but REUSE YOUR CSS CLASSES AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE AND CUSTOMIZE THEM WITH HTML... if it's like 1-3 properties difference I don't like to make a new class because after a while the stylesheet gets rather lengthy. my stylesheet on odditycommoddity is so fucking messy because I didn't know i could do this starting out lmao

6. last one and most important imo.... USE AND EXTERNAL CODE EDITOR!!!!!! WHY DOES EVERYONE USE THE NEOCITIES EDITOR IT SUCKS ASS.. check out BRACKETS, it's open source and free and very sexy. if you're on a chrome book check out PHEONIX, which is web-based and by the same people. using an external editor makes it easier to jump between files, and it keeps your site from updating while it's half baked.

in terms of stylization advice/"How To Make Shit Cluttered", treat your web page like a scrapbook! hoard transparent pngs! put them all over your site like stickers! use patterns for the backgrounds instead of solid colors! whenever I make a new page on the site, i think of it as "digital scrapbooking" since it's basically the same thing as doing a physical collage.

some good resources for that would be gifcities, transparentstickers, other people's graphics pages, but you can also find some good stuff in just the "transparent" tag here on Tumblr. the only thing is I would advise against taking an artist's transparents on here + follow usage rules for transparents if theyre there, obviously regular nettiquette applies.

uhh that’s all i can really think of! have fun and good luck webmastering!!

[Image description: A divider gif of a worm wriggling across the screen. End ID]

[selinakidreams]

hello!! this is my first ever collab and man o man am I happy to be participating in @buttershouse ‘s Magic March with so many talented people!! Please go check out everyone’s work, there’s so many delicious pieces to choose from.

without further a-due, please enjoy this 7k word mash of a magic coffee shop/witch/ college au that I have goin here

pairing: Sero Hanta (with a FUCKIN UNDERCUT !) x gn!reader (afab)

warnings: she’s WHOLESOME, implied sexual themes throughout and then actual smut at the end !! , sex on aphrodisiacs

a/n: thank you so so so so so so so much to @keishinslove @hiddenbluee @spikesbimbo @scorpiomoonslutt and @dymphnasprose for reading and beta-ing this big boi- you guys helped me so much and 🥺🥺 you guys seriously mean the world to me.

tag list: @hiddenbluee​ @undersero @sawam0chi

“Double double, toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble,” you hum as you steep black tea before shifting to the other part of your station so you could add the guise of vanilla to the milk you were about to steam. 

You hear a snort come from your coworker as she looks over to you before smirking, “You think you’re so funny,” she teases while heating up a chocolate muffin for the current order. 

“I do, I really do,” you muse, holding the metal pitcher up to the espresso machine’s steam wand. The distinct smell of the liquid luck wafts around as you begin blending it in with the milk; it makes you smile, a comfortingly warm feeling washing over you. 

You always hoped people stepped into the shop hearing about the rumors and whole-heartedly believed them; believing in the magic that went into each drink when they ordered something off of the special menus- and that it wasn’t just for the unique taste. 

When you first started out, you often heard that with each new employee, the magical feeling tends to die out sooner or later; the happiness of creating spells and potions for others fleeting with the ever-growing pessimism towards all things unexplainable. After working at the shop for three years, one would think the feeling would have caught up to you, instead you felt anything but. With each new regular whose eyes sparkled with excitement as you handed them their unique concoction of a drink, your smile grew wider. Sometimes the familiar faces would come back and whisper about how each drink gave them the right energy to deal with each individual situation… almost like magic. You could do nothing but smile, sometimes a coy little wink was added, exciting the customer more and more. They'd leave with a newfound pep in their step. That's what has kept you going for so long. All anyone ever has to do was keep an open mind and believe that true magic does exist, and when you do, it's almost as though a door opens up, full of delightful possibilities.

As you called out the finished order and thanked the satisfied customer, the shop’s entrance bell chimed, welcoming in the newest one. 

You look up and made eye contact with someone who seemed oddly familiar; you tend to remember almost every person that has shown up more than twice at the cafe, so the fact that you can't fully recognize him only shows that the cafe couldn't have been where you’ve known him from... You couldn't quite put your finger on where you've seen him before but you definitely couldn't forget the welcoming aura he radiated. With his black hair pulled into a ponytail, exposing his undercut, and his extra large t-shirt hanging off of his lean frame, he flashed a bright smile, heading up to the counter to order.

Accustomed to ‘hey’s, ‘hi’s, or even an immediate order, the first thing out of his mouth somewhat surprised you. With a tilt of the head and a squint of the eyes, he mumbled out, “.. You look really familiar.” as he tried to place the face.  

“You know, I was thinking the same thing...” you trailed off. 

After a few seconds of analysis with no conclusion, he seemed to shrug and let out a little chuckle with a passive “it'll probably come to me in the middle of my next class…” before his eyes caught sight of the menus off to the side. Not wanting to make it too obvious that you were tempted to stare, you aimed your gaze elsewhere, only occasionally sneaking a glance at him while he was preoccupied with the menu.

“Ahh… can I get…” he kept his sights on all the options he could, as if it was going to make him any more decisive. Part of you hoped to hear something special, something magical, only to hear, “uhh a… hot latte please?”

While a very solid drink, you subconsciously waited to hear a flavor come after it; staring at him, almost in a daze. 

“Did I forget something...?” Your eyes grew wide, mind blank, trying to come up with an excuse for the elongated silence but before you could spout something out, his smile grew as he rolled his eyes, “Oh, duh, I forgot the size!” A breathy laugh came after his revelation and your chest  felt lighter once the sound hit your ears. “Could I get a large please?”

“Yeah, absolutely!” you chime as you grab a large paper cup and mark down his order with a sharpie.“Will that be all for you today?” looking back up at him, your customer service smile makes its awaited appearance like clockwork as it did when wrapping up every order. His eyes darted to the full pastry case before he could conclude, causing an actual smile to grace your lips, “Tempted?”

“One way or another, yea,” he said with an undertone of something else being implied, causing your cheeks to heat up. The smile that he threw in there further caused a little flutter of your heart.  

“Well luckily for you, we just restocked, so you've got a wide range of goodies to choose from.”

He licked his bottom lip and smoothly responded with, “Well which is your favorite?”

“My favorite? Hmm… Well, I always love a good chocolate croissant whenever I'm drinking regular lattes. The chocolate adds in that kick of sweetness that compliments the lack thereof with the coffee and bonus, it's not too heavy where it will make you feel bloated.`` 

“You really know how to sell a guy… That sounds amazing. Could I have that, please?” the tone in his voice was playful, fun, possibly flirty- and that was something that you were not going to think about. He’s a customer; he might not come back when he wants his next cup of coffee.

“You want me to warm it up for you?”

“Sure!”

Picking up the prongs, you took the freshest croissant from the batch and placed it in the microwave oven, turning back around. 

You voiced his total with a soft smile, “Cash or card?”

“Card. uh .. Can I leave a tip on here?” 

Cue the airy sigh that left your chest. A man who knows to leave a tip: you were in love with him already.

“Yea!” you squeak before clearing your throat, “Yea, once you remove your card, the option should pop up on the screen!”

You throw one more smile back at him before turning around to start his drink, not missing the incredibly hard stare your coworker was giving you. You try not to look at them throughout the duration of making his drink.

Handing the handsome man his order, your hands lightly brushed against his and you fought hard to ignore the hefty thump in your chest. You looked back up at him and swore that there was a tint of rose dusted across his cheeks. 

You saw the beginning of his outburst before you could hear it. 

“Sero!” he said quickly, “Sero Hanta. That’s my name.” 

You smiled, sticking out your hand and saying your name, “I’ll be sure to remember it… Sero.” 

The rest of the shift went by pretty quick after that. Your coworker couldn't keep their mouth shut about how he was flirting with you and how you just so happened to be flirting back. You two were giggling so much that the rest of the shift just seemed to slip away and before you know it, it was time to clock out.

“Is there anything you want me to do before I head out?” you shout, asking the newly present night shift as you’re halfway out the door. 

“No no, we got it,” both your coworkers chime, “just hurry up and get to class!” one of them adds. 

Rolling your eyes, you wave goodbye, double checking that everything needed for class was in your bag before fully lugging one of the straps onto your shoulder and heading off.

The walk wasn't that far from the shop, luckily- taking your time and enjoying the world around you was such a cooldown from the hustle and bustle of your work shifts. 

The college town was quaint, warm, homely; It felt like everywhere was a short walk away- which it was. There was an ample amount of time for you to stroll to class after one of your shifts.

As you peruse down the street, you took note of how bright it felt this time of day and how soft the glow emanating from the sunlight hitting the trees was; the kiss of the sun heated your skin, allowing you to bask in the warmth of everything: the environment, the vibe, the mood. What a great feeling. 

Random thoughts passed in and out of your brain as you got to the entrance of campus- but the continuous train of thought halted at the station when the image of that man who came into the shop, the one with the undercut- Sero Hanta, popped up.

He was really attractive… where had you seen him before?

You mindlessly head towards the lecture hall, with the image of Sero’s face ever present behind your eyelids. The approaching building was a beautiful brick with ivy climbing up the side, a framed golden plaque near the large double doors announced that people were about to enter the Mirai Sasaki building- something you would normally stop to admire but today, you headed straight inside and towards your seat, still mentally preoccupied. 

Plopping down, you situate yourself, getting everything out; your textbook, notebook, pens, pencils and even a highlighter. You take a deep breath before slightly shaking your mind to wake up and concentrate on the human sexuality lecture that was about to start. Sero Hanta can wait.

Is what you told yourself and yet, the thought of him wouldn't leave you alone. It went so far as even hearing the professor call out his name. 

“So, I just wanted to clarify,” your ears perk up at the voice, “The article you gave us was about how unequal the orgasm ratio- the orgasm gap- is for women… but I feel like there is a new wave of um… feminine orgasm appreciation. Not to get too personal, but I know between my friends and I, we make sure that our partners always come… first.” He trailed off at the last part, probably coming to terms with the awkward phrasing he had ended with. 

You had to take a second to get a grip; too many things were happening at once and the one that held most of your attention was the fact that Sero Hanta blatantly admitted to wanting the girl to orgasm first. 

What a gentleman.

“Thank you for your… input … mister Sero- but with what you pointed out, it’s actually a perfect segway into the first project of the semester! If you notice in your syllabus, I typed a very vague title for the next class’s date. We're going to talk about it more next class but until then, please read the assigned articles by the next class and have a good rest of your day!”

While the majority of the class was packed and headed to the door, your eyes stayed glued on Sero as you mindlessly put things away. It seemed as though he was taking his time as well. Maybe he needed to talk to the professor? 

Seeing that your desk was now cleared, you slowly began descending down the stairs to get to the floor level, eyes glued to each step in front of you, mind somewhere completely different until your head is met with a firm back. With wide eyes, you step back and begin a stream of apologies, head bowed and eyes still on the floor as if you didn’t learn your lesson the first time. A warm chuckle hushes you accompanied with a light, “It’s alright, it’s alright!”

You look back up and are met with the mind-dizzying smile of the man who failed to leave your thoughts alone. 

Before your eyes could get any bigger, he murmurs your name. “So this is where I know you from!” He slightly cheered, lopsided grin growing comfortable. 

˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚ 12 oz Time Flies with soy milk, hot; cinnamon orange black tea latte brewed with charmed orange peel to bring back the most nostalgic feelings (add a shot of our very own vanilla -liquid luck- to help Luck stay on your side!)˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

“Hey! Hey- you guys aren't closing are you?” You hear a panting voice rush through the door- the complete opposite of the energy the cafe currently held. You and your coworker were just winding down from your shift, cleaning and making sure everything was restocked for the next shift, soft music aiding the mood. 

Sero was attempting to collect himself when he realized the two pairs of stunned eyes staring at him. 

“I just- I wanted to walk with you to class. If that’s cool,” he said to you, flattening his shirt down, “and maybe get a coffee.”

Warmth fills your face as you try to suppress a smirk, “in that order?”

The already flustered college student blushed just a bit harder. Before he could come up with a response, your smirk eased into a soft smile, “okay Sero, what could I get you to drink?”

He steps further inside and orders the same thing he got the first time: a large hot latte. It doesn't take long until the drink is in his hand and you're shooing him off to a table, “I’ll be done in like 10 minutes, is that alright?” you ask, hints of your customer service mannerisms kicking in. He nods and you get back to cleaning, unaware that your movements became a bit swifter. 

After clocking out, you’re met with an eager grin and a glint of something unnameable in sero’s eyes. 

“The coffee was excellent, by the way. Both times I had it. Do you do something to it? I feel like it’s so much more than just a simple latte.” 

You smile at two things, him opening the door for you, and the fact that he was absolutely oblivious to the fact that his drink is one of the few drinks you don’t add any magical properties to. 

“I make it with kindness.” You say as you two start your walk, intertwining your hands behind you.

“So mister Hanta… have you been stalking me?” 

His eyes grow wide as his cheeks taint red, “N-no! I just thought that maybe you work every shift that’s before our class.”

“Hmmm… So were you going to come by every day to test out your theory if i wasn't there today?”

“Well, luckily you were there, so I guess we’ll never know the answer.”

After you hummed out a response, the walk turned into a comfortable type of silent.

The both of you had several things passing through your mind, but outwardly, one was caught up basking in the fresh spring air while the other was admiring how the wind would slightly shift your hair.

Deciding to break the silence, you turned to face him, “Hey, so, why did you choose to take human sexuality?”

He didn't seem surprised to hear the question but he took a moment; it didn't seem like he was scrambling to find the perfect answer, it was almost like he just couldn't properly find the words. 

“Honestly, I love intimacy. I think its really cool that not one person’s views on sex and sexuality and the miniscule details within it, are the same.”

While the words you were hearing made sense, it must have shown that you weren't prepared for such an insightful answer because he let out a hearty laugh that seemed to go on and on, even after he took a deep inhale. 

“I’m sorry-” he choked out as he grabbed his chest, “your face just-” he gulped another breath of air, trying to regain composure.

Throughout his fit of laughter, you almost joined in a few times if it weren’t for you biting your cheek in attempts to keep the annoyed facade up. 

As soon as it seemed like he got it all out, you try to pull a convincing pout. 

“So what's the real answer, then?”

He cocks his head at your question, a smile still playing on his lips, “whaddya mean?”

“You're telling me that what you said wasn't just to catch me off guard?”

“Oh! No no, that's really why I'm taking the class. But i bet you thought i was going to say something asshole-y like ‘i just wanna learn more about sex so i could be better’, hm?” he said the last part in a dopey voice before smirking back at you.

You rolled your eyes in return, “not necessarily, that was just a really… refreshing… answer.”

By the time you got to class, it seemed pretty full, which was a bit odd seeing as though there was still some time before the lecture started. Part of you was hoping that you could snag a seat next to Sero or he could snag a seat next to you- but both of your usual seats were surrounded by others already. There was also always the possibility that maybe he didn't want to sit next to you; you didn't want to get your hopes up so you turned to him, waved goodbye, and headed to your normal seat. Unbenounced to you, he physically slouched in disappointment before heading to his spot.

The lesson went on, and while he wasn't crowding your mind today, you subconsciously kept stealing glances at him throughout the lecture in hopes that one of the times you'll find him glancing back at you. The only time you did catch him staring at you was with wide eyes when the professor announced that you two were going to be partners for the upcoming project.

“So I guess this means it's an appropriate time to ask for your number… I wanted to ask you for it but I didn't want to move too fast…?” he said as you two approached eachother after class, cracking a shy smile while he absentmindedly scratched the back of his neck, a subltle flex of his muscles on display. It was a bit hard to concentrate with a combo move like that attacking you, as if he was going in for the kill. 

“I wouldn't have thought it was too fast.” you softly counter, flashing him a tender smile.

It was one thing to feel the heat go to your face, it's another to visibly see it appear on his.

You both traded phones at the same time with the promise to text each other later that night; you put a little coffee emoji by his name while he put the sun next to yours.

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Sitting at the furthest table away from the register, you start to unpack your laptop and make yourself comfortable- you're gonna be here a while. Powering up the device, Hanta pulls at the seat across from you and begins to mimic your movements. 

“So you want our first project meeting… at a coffee shop?” you start, trying to keep the smile from coming onto your face. Looking up at him would mean automatic defeat seeing as it's getting harder and harder for you to look at him without your lips twitching upward.

“I thought it would be very symbolic.”

A snort greeted both of your guy’s ears as your eyes went wide and your hands shot up to cover your mouth. “Anyway, so the project.”  Blushing around him was starting to become a regular occurrence, as well.

“Right,” he says clapping his hands and rubbing them together.

“So the project is to point out common sexual misconceptions and back it up with statistics and research articles. The fact that we got dibs on the misconception of the orgasm gap all because you had bragged about your personal sex life…” the thought alone shot a wave of warmth down your spine and right to your lower region. A flash of a Sero you hadn’t faced yet appeared in your imagination; him looking up at you, hungry and eager to please. It made your breath hitch. 

“Well, yea! I had to voice it. I mean, I feel like it’s common sense! When you have sex by yourself, then you can focus on what makes you feel good and what makes you cum. But when you’re with a partner…” he trailed off and your gaze snapped to him, “you should make sure they cum at least once before doing… whatever you two.. had.. planned on… doing.” Sero finished, his eyes flickered between your eyes and lips. 

Oh fuck. 

You felt yourself throb. 

“Y-yea! Uh I completely a-agree.” 

It’s almost as though he could tell that you were flustered so just to top it off, he smirked, “Good. I’m glad we’re on the same page.” before deciding to drop it and move on.

He took a sip of his drink and sighed, “You guys really do make the best coffee. I got the same thing as I did with your place and yet… I'm here longing for your coffee.” you snort once again.

After that, the conversation eased into the project and what exactly needed to be done; the assignment was very simple but sorting out what dates you guys were going to meet up and how exactly you were going to go about gathering the information was all crucial. The project was due in a month and needed to be submitted in powerpoint format- which the both of you were relieved about.

It was really cute seeing Hanta’s eyes all lit up when it came to the part of how you two were going to go about getting all the information needed. He even suggested to conduct a little side research if you guys were ahead of schedule. It was something that made your heart patter. It was almost like you had smelt some of the charmed rose petals from work because every time you looked at him, you couldn't stop the warmth that flooded in your chest.

With that thought, there was the fact that he was more than likely going to be spending large amounts of time at the cafe- would he notice? Should you just come straight out and explain it? Explain that you were considered a witch, someone who was open-minded and was in tune with their intuition and can work with certain herbs, charms, and spells to create wonderful things? It didn't seem that big of a deal to you, it was something you had grown up with; simple spells and practices that just made day to day life more simple. Not every witch has been through the same childhood you had, there’s no special school- not that you were aware of, anyway. Your parents kept their grimoire out in the open and let you frolic about as they eased basic wholesome rituals into your life, and when you got old enough, they let you take in chapter by chapter each spell they casted, each potion they brewed. 

When you applied at the cafe, your first interview was full of normal questions worded in a way that almost sounded like it had a double meaning, thankfully you caught it and later was asked for a second interview- conducted by the boss himself. He had asked you to perform a basic potion/drink you grew up with, something that made you feel like you were walking on air. It was simple; a butterfly pea tea with a breath of life, with just a little bit of lemon activated the spell in the brew. When the well made drink hit his tongue, he offered you the job not a second later.

No. You wouldn't tell Sero yet. It never came up; It’d be odd to tell him straight off the bat- there's really no need. If he ever asks… then you’ll tell him.

But he hadn't so far.

Each meeting so far felt incredibly productive. It seemed like getting work done came naturally, with the topic being easy to discuss between the two of you and getting the articles to support your claim was fairly simple- apparently a lot of studies have been done about people’s orgasms. 

Since drafting up a skeleton outline the first time meeting, the bits and pieces really started coming together, but the get-togethers sometimes didn't go as planned- however, what was a constant was that no matter what the meet-up consisted of, there would always be a paper cup from your work, filled with a hot latte.

Some of the days, rather than working on the project, the two of you would use the allotted time to sit in your cafe and goof off, or sometimes you would host “tea time” in your apartment and talk about anything and everything- and it was okay because very early on, you both gathered all the adequate articles that involved your topic and sifted through them to get the statistics you needed. Collecting the data was simple enough and putting it together just came easy to you. 

Looking up from your laptop, finally done with sorting all the cited sources in each slide, you wave your hand at Sero to get his attention. Hanta was working on phrasing the facts and statistics from each work, so when he tilted his head up, gaze still on the screen until he finished typing the last sentence, he took his headphones out and hummed as he looked at you. 

“You get the same thing everytime we’re together… why?” 

He glanced at his almost empty cup before fully taking out his headphones, “I get it all the time because it really is the best latte I've ever gotten from a cafe before. I tell you this all the time.” 

“You never… wanna try anything new?”

“Is there something in particular you want me to try?” he asks, quirking his eyebrow upwards.

“Well no, not necessarily…”

“Well then how about you give me a recommendation? What’s a drink you think I would love?” 

This one stumped you for a minute. Though the thought had crossed your mind quite often, you couldn't quite pinpoint which special drink he’d appreciate the most. Something warm… something reflecting how you feel about him.

“I think that you should get the Time Flies; it's this black tea latte with orange zest and it's really… cozy.”

“Okay, I'll try it the next time I go.” 

And he did. The first sip he took felt like smooth gold hitting his tongue. So warm and rich that it had apparently induced the vivid image of the sunset from his grandmother’s porch. He was remembering the orange glow of everything the light touched. The whole day, he was feeling incredibly nostalgic, he even did some of the things he used to do when he was a kid, like watch old black and white movies and make dinner with his mom (even if it was through a phone call).

He told you all of this with one of the most handsome smiles you've ever seen, and that's saying a lot.

˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚16 oz Love Me or Love Me Not with oat milk, hot; our very own pink rose syrup (enchanted candied petals inside and dried petals on top) steamed in the milk meets a double shot of espresso for a deep, sweet, cozy drink˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

 “So,” you start once everything is situated on your living room table, the two floor pillows that play hosts to your guy’s lower halves sit diagonal from each other.

“So.”

“Everything is practically done, I just wanted to… call this meeting so we could just quickly skim over it and see if there was anything in the powerpoint that needed fixing and or adjusting.”

“Very reasonable reason to call this meeting but both of us have been looking at this practically nonstop… so I’m pretty sure it's good.”

“Well it’s due next class and I know we finished it up a few a couple of days ago but… there is absolutely nothing wrong with striving for perfection. And if anything, I’m trying to save your reputation.” he choked at the accusation you were attempting to make, “Oh yea! How are you going to get away with making that bold statement in front of the class, do a whole project on it, and then just… have it not be anything short of jaw dropping?” you didn't even wait for him to speak, “exactly. Your rep is on the line, I'm just the sorry person who got stuck with you.” You smirk, driving your ludacris point home while crossing your arms over your chest. 

Scoffing, he leaned over and lightly shoved you, “we got to choose are partners for this project! You chose to be with me!” his cry caused a chuckle to fall from your mouth as you readjusted yourself onto your pillow, “that's neither here nor there.” you try your best snotty act as you stick your nose up in the air.

“Okay okay then, your grace, let us go over the powerpoint,” he jested along and gave you a slight bow.

After a quick runthrough, everything seemed spick and span, so the two of you became more relaxed and sunk into the larger floor pillows once again. 

“So… I noticed that you finally got something from your shop.” Sero gestured over to the other paper cup on the table. “I have never seen you with your own coffee before, why today?”

Your cheeks involuntarily began to heat up; the drink he was referring to was none other than the Love Me or Love Me Not. Usually, you never went out of your way to make it, but for the occasion, it was necessary. It was the last time you guys were going to meet up for the project and you just… had to know. 

Let it be known, messing with love potions wasn’t your forte, you preferred for everything romantic to be consensual and untampered with- that's why this brew in particular was one that you preferred out of all the ones that are out there. When made correctly, the person drinking it should be able to look at their crush (in person) and if the crush liked them back, then the drinker would get a fierce wave of goosebumps; if the person did not like them romantically, their head world ache for just a few minutes before going back to normal. Simple and effective, plus no one gets roughed up or drugged.

Not a single sip had been taken yet, you were on edge about the situation. This was the first time you had ever made it for yourself, and it was pretty nerve wracking to see if this man who you began harboring feelings for liked you the same. 

It’s surely gone cold by now but that wasn’t going to stop you. “Oh! Uh- I was just really craving this drink today.” You say lamely before bringing the cup to your lips and taking a gulp. 

The smell of rose hit your nose before you could register the taste. The evenly sweet syrup paired with the strong espresso danced on your tongue before you swallowed it. You softly sighed, it tasted delicious. Another sip slipped past your lips. 

A roll of relief cascaded through you when an intense wave of goosebumps rose on your poked at your skin, causing you to cough and sputter. Eyes going wide and squeezing shut as the coughs wracked through your body. 

He likes you.

While coming down from your fit, you semi glance at Hanta who had almost instantly appeared by your side, patting and gently rubbing your back. 

“Is there liquor in that?” He joked as he handed you your drink so you could have more liquid to ease your throat.

You shook your head after drinking some more and cracking a grin. It might’ve been too big of a smile for someone who just choked but you didn’t care. Sero Hanta… likes you. 

Unable to help it, you glance down at his lips only to realize how close he is. Your grin slowly drops, your heart pounding in your chest.

“Can I uh.. can I try your drink?” He says, face red with blush. 

As you go to hand him your drink, he leans in and cups your jaw- causing your whole body to still, even your heart stopped to join the languor.

 He peaks his tongue out to softly lap up a drop that must have been on your lip, before capturing your lips with his. 

It felt like your mind shut down, and all you can feel is how soft his lips are and how sweetly he’s kissing you. Almost hesitantly. 

He pulls away in attempts to find your gaze to decipher how you felt about it. 

Your breath is ragged as you look back at him- everything and nothing is going on in your head in that moment, unable to speak, until you see the goosebumps that coat his body. 

Your heart thumps impossibly faster as you realize that not only does he like you… but he truly believes. He believes in the two of you, he believes in love, and he believes in magic. 

Without another second to waste, you tackle him in a hug and find your lips on his in a way that you know you’ll never get enough of. 

special extra ! : you and Hanta in the fall- Season of the Witch with almond milk, hot; dirty chai latte with a bewitched cinnamon stick to help keep you warm ;) , even on the coldest of days ˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

The cold nips at your nose just as big hands nip at your waist, causing you to let out a noise between a squeak and a gasp. A flash of soft black hair blurred your vision before cold lips meet yours. “Hanta,” you sigh into the kiss before pulling away and giggling. 

You were heading back to your apartment after a day shift at work, the sky already becoming darker because of the autumnal equinox. 

“What are you doing? I thought I was gonna meet you at my place.” You say as your fingers intertwined and your step fell into pace with his. He pulled you closer so that you were basically leaning into him as you walked.

“You know those chocolate and pumpkin scones you baked for me? The special ones?” He quietly moaned. 

Your eyes go wide as he purposely guided your intertwined hands over his blatant bulge.

“Hanta you weren’t supposed to eat those until later, the spell usually kicks in within the next 30 minutes!” You giggle again. 

A few weeks after you two started officially dating, you formally sat him down and explained everything you didn't when talking about your guys’ past- the memories of frolicking through tall grass and talking to your mother’s familiar, to getting your job at the cafe. He told you that it was a lot to take in, but never did he push you away. When he went to the cafe, he was more observant. Somewhere in the months between June and July, he slowly became more and more interested in the rituals you would do and the potions you would make. He wanted to start joining in. Now in October, he loves seeing your crystals around your house and all the different herbs you grow in the sills of your window. When he found out that you could bake magical pastries with certain herbs, he almost immediately asked you to bake him some. At first, it started as something simple like a sage and rosemary savory loaf that helped cleanse your pallet of any negative energy. Then it started becoming more and more intricate, and that's how the two of you ended up here.

 “I know but fuck-- I was hungry and they looked so good, and now I’m hard and I need you.” he spoke lowly. 

This was going to be fun. 

The rest of the way, you were casually asking him things that shouldn't be heard in a public setting, “What is it you want to taste first, Hanta?”

“How badly do you want to fuck me into the mattress? Hm? Have your big cock stretch me out?”

“Wanna fill me up?”

By the time you both got to your apartment, there was no fumbling with the keys to get your door to open, you already had them out; getting through the door took three seconds tops. Next thing you know, your back was against the closest wall, your hands pulling at his tied up hair and scraping your nails against his scalp when the soft locks fell. One of his big hands lifted up a leg of yours and he groaned as he thrust upward against your heat.

“Fuck-” he panted into the kiss before trailing down your neck, still holding up one leg while the other hand finds itself under your shirt, his fingers hot to the touch. 

Releasing your leg and dropping to his knees, he looked up at you as he fumbled with the button of your pants. You lace your fingers in his hair, feeling him yank the material down your legs, tossing the one leg over your less dominant leg over your shoulder, and when a warm muscle hits your sopping clothed core, you pull his hair harder to apply more pressure.

“Look at me when I have you in my mouth, I wanna see how much you enjoy this.” 

You felt yourself clench, and apparently so did he, because a smirk grew on his lips. “Oh, you like when I say things like that?”

“H-hanta, please.. '' your voice wavered before you sucked in a sharp gasp. He had a finger, then two inside of you in no time, the other hand keeping the underwear out of the way so his lips could wrap around your clit.

He was pumping in and out of you faster and faster, occasionally switching the pace to unbearably slow and when you would whine, he’d tilt his head up, mid lick, to throw you a teasing glance before picking up the pace. He bagan curling his fingers, hitting a spot that had your eyes rolling and with the pressure building up, it had you panting out a breathy repetitive stream of his name. 

“‘M gonna cum Hanta, hh-” you moaned out before clenching your eyes shut, your body involuntarily shaking above him. And right below you, he was ready to lick up everything you had to offer.

Holding you steady as he came up to kiss you, your juices still on his lips, “you ready for me, sweetheart?” he asked when he pulled away. The short sobering moment hit as soon as he scooped you up and carried you to the bedroom, but after he tossed you onto the bed, the look he gave you as he was unbuttoning his pants drew your mind hazy again.

“Can't wait to pump you full of my cum, to have you a drooling mess because of my cock.” he huskily whispered, giving you so many delicious previews of how the night will go. “You want that, pretty? Use your words.” he said as he crawled over to you and caged you in. The scent of cedar wood and citrus clouded your senses.

“Yes please Hanta!” you whine, “wanna feel stuffed b’cause of your cum. Please fill me up--” you whimper out, cutting yourself off when you felt his leaky tip at your wet entrance. 

Just like each time you two have been intimate, he guides himself slowly until he's in to the hilt of his pelvis, “shit, squeezing me so hard- c-an i move?” he moans out. 

Unable to form coherent sentences, you frantically nod and squeak out, “yes!”

With your permission granted, he eases in a thrust before he starts snapping his hips into you.

“Fuck, look at you, milking my cock so good-” he moaned, as he leaned in and kissed you. Each sharp thrust jolted you upwards, proving just how powerful his thrusts were. You threw your arms around his neck for the slight stability.

You began to let out little moans into the kiss that spurr him further; everything was beginning to get to him. How tight you felt around him, the feel of your tongue against his, the sloppy wet noises of your cunt.

“I’m gonna cum-- i'm gonna cum!” he choked out. 

You clawed at his back while whimpering pleas for him to fill you up, “fill me up with your cum, your cock fills me so good, please Hanta, more- more!”

You were clenching around him hard, and to bring you right to his level, he found your puffy clit and began a quick circular motion that made your jaw go slack, causing more frequent clenches.

His mind blurred as he pushed himself the deepest he could, moaning out your name and a gruff curse before emptying himself into you. 

You felt him twitch inside of you right before hot seed coated your already warm walls, and that’s what pushed you into a convulsion of ecstasy. 

He lazily humped his hips into you as you rode out your high before pulling out and rolling next to you.

Calling out your name to bring your attention to him, he pulls you into his chest where you could feel his racing heart, “what if… I started singing that song from hocus pocus? You know the one..” 

What a goof, you thought to yourself, playfully smacking his chest as you roll your eyes, looking up at him. 

“I put a spell on you… and now you're mine…” you begin to whisper, earning a hearty laugh from you boyfriend.

Maybe it was mutual, but quite possibly he had put a spell on you. And you were more than okay with it.