#grape vine cookie

[goobygnarp]

and they are some how best friends

[obsidian-vineyard84]

Ever just cook on a redesign???

[Old design under the cut]

Oogh

[2knightt]

HII!! could you write the gang with a reader that has an rbf and seems really intimidating/unapproachable but is a sweetheart? they arent very talkative and seem very cold but their love language is acts of service/gift giving & sorta quality time?? <33

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ pretty as a vine, sweet as a grape. ⋄ 𓍯

…REQUESTED: you never judge a book by it’s cover. especially when it comes to y/n!

tags/warnings: people being judgy asf/spreading rumours, gang defending reader with their soul, reader is a softie i fear, reader is kinda shy, probably stupid:3c, steve threatening a manLMFAO

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ READER IS SO ME CODED HELLO also if two-bits part sounds stupid it ‘s because i’m high rn and even if can admit it’s a little iffy

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dallas winston

thought of you as someone to be threatened by at first ngl

he heard of this scary, mean mugged, tuff looking girl and went ‘mh. an enemy🐺😒’

he went up to you one day, acting all tuff and shit just for you to look him up and down and nervously wave

look, he may not be the smartest cookie but he can see someone shy a mile away. and when he seen you wave, he felt like such an ass LMFAO

did he show it? no. obviously.

this is dallas. he’s an asshole.

“little miss tough girl, huh?”

“…pardon?”

that teasing from him DID continue until you walked away because dallas is the type to never back down, even when he’s wrong

expect for the next time you met him!!!!

he was actually asking you your name, where you’re from, etc, etc!!!

turning a new leaf dare i say…

and everything after that was history! cutest scary looking couple ever!

HE THINKS IT��S SOOO FUNNY THAT PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF YOU LMFAOOO

he plays into it sm if someone brings it up bro

“y/n? like..scary y/n?”

“yeah, like scary y/n. and i’ll get ‘er on ya if you keep talkin’ ‘bout her.”

“oh!😰”

he thinks it’s so silly to see you look really pissed off when he isn’t around just to greet you and see your whole demeanour change!!

dallas thinks it’s so cute😭 it’s like one of his favourite things about you!

“😠😒”

“hey, baby.”

“oh! hi, dal!<3”

LMFAO IMAGINE SOMEONE SEEING YOU, A MEAN LOOKING GIRL, SHOPPING FOR MENS LEATHER JACKETS

yuppp spoil that dickhead!😫 he lovelovelovesss getting gifts, ESPECIALLY from u!!!

if you’re clingy, i feel like he wouldn’t mind it. he teases THE FUCK out of u tho!😊

“big tough girl wants to hold hands, eh?”

“…yea😞.”

“awh, look at ya. come ‘ere.”

johnny cade

you might think he’d be scared and intimidated, right? but NO! he’s literally bff’s with ponyboy, he knows damn well what rbf is!

you two are sooo cute together

little kicked, scared puppy with his feral doberman!!!

tells people to stfu whenever they try and spread rumours that you’re scary, mean, and rude.

“you’re dating y/n? don’t you know she-“

“i don’t care, shut up. ‘s not like you know her😒.”

sometimes refuses your gifts.

johnny’s not used to them :( but all u gotta do is say please and flutter your lashes and u got em!!!!

“i can’t take it.”

“please?😞”

“…okay😣.”

and he DOES NOT regret it! he might fight you at first, but he cherishes those gifts with his life<3!

loveloveloveLOVESSS having u around constantly!! since your love language is quality time, you two are always hanging out together.

and, with your scary looks, you often keep the socs away from him!

hip-hip, hooray‼️‼️

the gang was like…worried for johnny at first.

THEY DIDN’T KNOW U WERE COOL THO😭😭💔💔💔

they were all like, “??seriously, johnny?? you pick the meanest girl?? ever???” and johnny was QUICK to defend. “y’all ain’t even meet her, and you’re already sayin’ she’s bad for me?”

when they did though, they were like ‘ohhhh….she really isn’t rude…..oh….’

HE’S SO PROUD TO DATE U THO LMFAOOO

and to know the real you?? treats it like an HONOUR

ponyboy curtis

was intimidated by you.

forgot he was also like you and accidentally glares at people who walk past him LMFAOOOO

You two are like two peas in a pod istg!!

“you look mean from far away,”

“???so do you, pony??”

“…no??”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ‘NO’?”

mean looking couple who are truly just a bunch of nerds deep down to their soul<3

the gang was a little protective of ponyboy until they realized ur just like him LMFAO

They get having an rbf<3

pony loves spending time with you!

gift him a book and he’ll love you forever!!! (maybe even read it to you when you two are finally alone to help you fall asleep🤍)

he’s such a cutie…..

stays close to you in public because he thinks you’re scarier looking than anyone he’s ever met😊😊.

“cm’ere,”

“why?🤨”

“BECAUSE🙄!”

SCARY DOG Y/N IS REAL.

glares at anyone who goes around telling people that you’re mean and rude.

if looks could kill, they’d be dead already!!!

ponyboy does not fuck around with u i fear.

Sodapop Curtis

LMFAOOO GREEK GOD OF A MAN WITH HIS PISSED OFF GF WHO IS NERVOUSLY HOLDING HIS HAND !!!

he was NOT afraid of you!! in fact, he thought the rumours of you being an asshole were all fake

“you talkin’ about y/n?”

“yes, bro! they’re so rude-“

“how do you know?”

“well, i don’t-“

“so, shut up?😒”

cuz like??? did they not bother to understand you???

soda literally made it his mission to prove that you weren’t a dick!!😭😭

and GODDAMN HE WAS SO RIGHT

you’re such a sweetheart to soda! he lovesss telling people about how cute you are around him since it’s his own way to squash the rumours.

“my y/n is so sweet, you wouldn’t get it.”

“isn’t she the same girl who beat the soc to a pulp?”

“she can barely kill a fly.”

you don’t need to do much to scare off the girls that flirt with him at the DX, just a nice little glare every now and then and they’re already gone!

(soda doesn’t have to know that you play into the rumours sometimes. it’s our little secret.)

steve randle

HATES EVERYONE WHO TALKS ABOUT YOU

he’s petty AS FUCK LMFAOOO

they can’t handle the randle😜💯

“ew, y/n-“

“MAN, GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE WITH THAT WHAT DO YOUUU KNOW ABOUT Y/N🗣️‼️”

that was an over exaggeration but you get the point.

gets very defensive when people try and ‘warn’ him about you lmfao

gift him a tool box and he’ll use it until it’s literally falling apart at the bolts<3

no seriously. it could be holding on by one screw and he’ll still use it. he doesn’t gaf. steve will use anything u give him.

he accepts ur rbf cause he thinks it’s SO FUNNY?? like he’ll see you far away with your friends looking all angry before one of them says a really funny joke and just watches your expression change so quickly

one of his fav things ever<3!

two-bit mathews

he makes so much jokes about it LMFAOOO

“jesus, y/n! you sure yer glare ain’t the thing that killed the dinosaurs?”

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“swear i see the devil in yours eyes sometimes. it looks soooo good on you, though🤭🤭”

HE THINKS ITS SO ATTRACTIVE

and he lovesss your sweetheart side sm it’s like he gets best of both worlds

RAHH GIFT TWO-BIT MICKEY PLUSHIE OR ELSE

He’d totally have it on his bed 24/7. his sister has tried to steal it before to scare him btw.

skmetimes just to spend time together with him—you just go walking around town with him while he has an arm around your shoulder the whole time<3

[chessboredom]

Now that I think of the Beasts' minions(which I do ALL THE TIME);

Mystic Flour Cookie's most loyal follower and pagoda protector is Could Haetae Cookie. Could Haetae is a guardian lion, but is called lion dogs in English speaking nations. Dogs are usually adopted by people who are depressed because all dogs do is stay in one place (and that's literally their job) and love you forever regardless of who you are.

Burning Spice Cookie's most loyal subject is Nutmeg Tiger Cookie. A tiger is a cat. Cats are usually adopted by people who are physically a brick wall, but then they reveal to actually be VERY nice gentle giant for said pet cat. She shows her idolization for Burning Spice by putting her own red nutmeg on her chest to immitate Burning Spice with his Soul Jam.

Shadow Milk Cookie has two minions, which breaks the pattern of the previous Beasts having only one loyal minion who follows them, and those are Black Sapphire Cookie and Candy Apple Cookie. Black Sapphire is a kind of grape, and the phrase "through the grape vine" is an idiom for gossip or rumors. (And since Black Sapphire idolizes Smilk as his superior, he has a grape crystal with an eye on his collar and a microphone with an eye, like Smilk's Soul Jam and staff. ) An apple represented as knowledge and temptation in the Bible, tempted by a serpent. (And since Candy Apple also adores Smilk so much, her skirt looks so much like that of his collar.) They have this sibling relationship. That also means BS used to be alone in serving Smilk. Until one random day, Smilk just gave him an apple that would soon be Candy Apple Cookie, who he would then bother when ever Smilk is away so she wouldn't be lonely, as it also does the same for Black Sapphire Cookie. (#Projector Jester)

[joostsblog]

I really love all your Joost fics, and thank you so much for the Aggu crumbs 💕

Do you take Aggu requests too? There’s this one Aggu tiktok (the grape video) and I was wondering if you could do an Aggu x Reader where reader is the one feeding the grapes jokingly at first, but then it turns into something intimate

Yes, I saw the grape video and I think I get appeal 😌 This is a shorter one but I hope you enjoy it anyway & I hope it's fine with you that I also snuck a bit of Joost x reader in there 🤭

caught in the middle part one: picnic day ~ a Ski Aggu / Joost Klein x reader series

My masterlist here ✨💌 caught in the middle series masterlist

Pairing: Ski Aggu x reader (also a sneaky Joost Klein x reader, sry i had to)

Description: A cheeky joke between two friends turns into something different.

Word Count: 0.9k

A/N: THIS IS A SERIES NOW! Read part two here!

I usually don't write for Aggu but loved this idea so here you go💌 requests still open although I can't promise too many as I'll be on vacation the next two weeks ☀️ if you liked it, you can show your support by leaving a reblog 🫶

Warnings: mention of weed, not proofread

"Aggu!" you said with a big smile as you saw the blonde man walk up to you.

"(Y/N), what's up?" Aggu asked while engulfing you in a hug.

"Nothing much, you're the first person to be here," you shrugged and motioned to the picnic blanket you had already spread out on the grass.

"I expected nothing else," Aggu laughed and sat down on the blanket.

The both of you had a reputation within your friend group for always being punctual while everyone would be late. You were glad that at least you weren't the only person and secretly you liked it because it meant that every time you would hang out in a group you would get Aggu an extra 15 to 30 minutes just to yourself. So you couldn't complain, really. It was a warm late spring day, summer just around the corner. The park was lively but not too packed. Aggu was wearing a tight football jersey which hugged his figure and especially his upper arms very nicely.

It had only been recently when you looked at Aggu with different eyes. It happened when you were out partying a few weeks ago and the music was so loud, the club was so packed that you stood so close to Aggu that he had to lean down to you and closely whisper into your ear to tell you something. When the hairs on your arms shot straight up and suddenly you got all shy around him. Prior to this moment, you didn't know that Aggu could have this effect on you (maybe because before that Joost was all you could think about but right now your mind was preoccupied with the German rapper). Since you caught your little crush on Aggu that only grew by the minute you really appreciated how much of a flirty personality he had. Any joke or touch you shared would never be taken in the wrong way by him, that you were sure of.

"I got us some beer and cookies," Aggu announced as he unpacked the goods from his bag. "Also this," he held up a packet of weed. He laid down on his side only propped up by his elbow.

"Nice," you grinned. "I brought some hummus and veggie sticks and some grapes," you pointed to the food already on the blanket.

"I would love some grapes right now," Aggu pointed to the packet of grapes in front of you.

"Be my guest," you said.

"But I'm so comfortable right now," Aggu pouted. "Will you feed them to me? Please?" he said with a cheeky smile. You rolled your eyes.

"Whatever," you said and opened the package. You didn't make the effort to actually pluck the grapes from the vine. He'll have to do that himself, you thought. Instead, you just scooted a bit closer to Aggu so you could comfortably reach him. You dangled the vine of grapes above his head so that he could reach the grapes with his mouth.

Aggu shot you a quick shot and a grin before he opened his mouth and took some of the grapes into his mouth. You realised the position you put him in really didn't help you to cure the crush anytime soon. You watched Aggu's face intently. How sharp and godlike his jawline looked from the side. How lush his lips looked as they wrapped around the grapes. How he closed his eyes as if he was leaning into a kiss. How the stubble on his face might feel against your fingers or maybe even between your thighs. You tried to ban those thoughts to the back of your head immediately.

"You also want one?" Aggu asked after he swallowed.

"Sure," you said and before you could pick a grape yourself Aggu went in again and plucked a single grape from the vine using his mouth.

He nodded and angled his head upwards to you, the grape positioned between his front teeth. There really was no way you could misread the invitation Aggu was sending you right now. You bit your lip and put your hand on Aggu's shoulder before you leaned down, your heart almost beating out of your chest. Your lips softly touched Aggu's as you took the grape and sucked it into your mouth. Instead of pulling back you suddenly felt Aggu's hand on your cheek, holding you just in place. Now your lips were properly pressed on Aggu's. The kiss was soft and sweet and yet you could feel arousal building up inside your lower stomach, wishing you could be in private and alone with Aggu right now.

"Are we interrupting something?" you heard your friend Bianca's amused voice behind you.

You let go of Aggu and looked up at her, embarrassment overcoming you. Behind Bianca was Joost who you noticed didn't look so amused like Bianca, his facial expression blank. You let go of Aggu's shoulder as you shifted your position beside him.

"What's up?" you asked the two of them nonchalantly and Bianca started ranting about the Tinder date she had been on just last night.

You could feel Aggu shifting closer to you again as he leaned over to whisper in your ear. Just for a second, your gaze crossed Joost's stare across from you but before you could even react he quickly looked away.

"If you're free tonight we can continue this," Aggu's voice seductively danced over your ear and you smiled.

"I'd like that very much."  

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READ PART TWO HERE // series masterlist

[baby-you-you]

asking again because I was specific enough last time can you please do a buggy/caterpillar themed regression thingy if that’s okay!

CATERPILLAR REGRESSOR THINGS !!!!

🐛 activities

Cudling up in a sleeping bag like a little caterpillar Crawling around on soft rugs like a little inchworm Building a “leafy fort” (your chrysalis!) out of blankets and pillows Making paper or felt leaves and caterpillars Coloring butterfly life cycle pages Reading The Very Hungry Caterpillar or other bug books Watching calming bug/nature documentaries or animations Pretend foraging for snacks like a hungry bug Laying in the sun like you're basking on a big leaf BLANKET BURRITO!!!

🐛 clothes

Striped pajamas or onesies (like caterpillar segments!) Fuzzy hoodies with antennae or bug eyes on the hood Socks with grips for safe crawling Soft footie pajamas or rompers in green, yellow, or rainbow colors Leaf-patterned shirts or pants Headbands with little feelers or fuzzy balls Clothes with bugs, butterflies, or nature themes

🐛 toys

Caterpillar plushies (long and huggable!) Stuffies with segments or tactile bumps Felt or wooden bug toys Sensory toys like pop tubes, bendy bugs, or soft squishies “Feed the caterpillar” games with plush food Plush cocoons or sleeping pouches for toys Nature or garden-themed stacking toys Bug-shaped rattles or fidget balls Plush leaf pillows or mats Fake vines for crawling under

🐛 games

Pretend to inch across the “garden” (pillows, mats, blankets) Playing hide and seek like a sneaky little bug Acting out the caterpillar’s day (eating, crawling, sleeping) Collecting pretend leaves or toy fruits to "eat" Sorting colored leaves or fruit by number or color Gentle pillow obstacle course for crawling and exploring Making a butterfly house or “bug daycare” for stuffies Pretend rain play (spraying mist, hiding under leaves)

🐛 foods/drinks

Fruit slices in a rainbow row (like The Very Hungry Caterpillar!) Grape “leaves” on sticks Apple sauce, fruit puree pouches, or yogurt Leaf-shaped cookies or crackers Carrot sticks or green apples (garden foods!) Jello “leaves” Cucumber sandwiches or veggie pinwheels Green smoothies or honeydew juice Leaf tea (.mint or chamomile)

🐛 nicknames <3

wigglebug Cattie Lil bug Little wiggle inchy Leaflet cozybug nibbles nibbler snugglepillar wiggles peeper

[tanoshiboo]

PSA; I have been getting a few unsavory messages regarding my Shadowsugar theories and artwork. They are not for you if you don't like Shadowsugar in the slightest ! I am not saying any of this is canon, it's food for thought, artwork and maybe even plausible little theories. These are completely meant for fun and enjoyment, this is a fandom after all ! Enjoy yourselves!!

⚠️Shadowsugar theories/fanon ideas ahead ! ⚠️

Do you guys remember when I talked about the Shadowsugar + Persephone and Hades theory? (if not, here you go: https://www.tumblr.com/tanoshiboo/785867032329601025/hey-out-of-curiosity-you-think-about-shadowsugar)

They had two children, interestingly enough

In Orphic mythology, there was Dionysus/Zargeus (essentially the same, I think) and Melinoe (the younger and little-attested sister)

Now, the interesting part about this is:

Dionysus's association with grapes/grape vines and theatre and the radio staff Black Sapphire holds to an extent looks like a Thyrsus (this one's stretchy)

(I think we all know Black Sapphire's association with grapes and just general theatrics)

Melinoe's name basically means "tree fruit" hmm.. I wonder what that could possibly remind one of, totally not apples at all (although it can also possibly mean dark-minded)

Now, some accounts say, especially in orphic greek mythology that Zeus was the one who was the father of Dionysus, but interestingly, in some ways, Shadow Milk is not that far off from Zeus either sometimes - Although this is mostly Orphic

Zeus transformed into a serpent to deceive Persephone which apparently led to the creation of Dionysus (sometimes apparently Melinoe instead, I'm not 100% sure here) and he also fathered Melinoe

Also, interestingly enough, Melinoe is also described as having limbs that are "partly black" and "partly white" because of Hades (dark) and Zeus (light) in orphic as well. She apparently tends to be associated with the colors black and white

I'm just adding to my Persephone and Hades theories from a while back, and also the theories of CA and BS being their children ⚙️⚙️⚙️⚙️

I also considered maybe Pavlova also being since it was theorized that Eros was also possibly the son of Hermes but it doesn't matter since I'll just be considering his ~3 direct siblings

Harmonia and Phobos/Deimos

^ maybe CA ^ Mixed to influence BA

but stretchy.. I also headcannoned maybe they could be like Cain and Abel too , BA being Cain and Pavlova being Abel, especially since one is more demonic and the other is more angelic (for obvious reasons). maybe Candy Apple could be Aclima. Just thought this was fun to think about

If you want to look into more directly to mix stuff:

Oh yes, speaking of which, I thought it was cute that Candy Apple and Pavlova also have big bows in their designs. The double-colored long hair on older Pavlova reminded me of Shadow Milk's pre corruption hair/sage of truth hair. (also generally the fringe reminds me of Smilk) Not exactly theories at all but it's sooo cute to think about ...

And the silhouette of the bow strands also look a bit like they'd make a coattail... I don't know why, but Pavlova is so Candy-apple-esque if only she were not evil/more "angelic"

Also how they're all associated with fruits, especially the one's in Eternal Sugar's garden (berries, apples, grapes) is lovely, even Shadow Milk is strongly associated with blueberries . Only one who isn't is Eternal Sugar but to be frank fruits contain relatively high natural sugar content ...

If you think about it, Candy Apple cookie behaves a lot like Eternal Sugar sometimes... And Pavlova is a bit of a little trickster just like Shadow Milk cookie - I wonder if they would get upset about it sometimes lol ⛱️ Imagine raising a child as a divorcee only for them to turn out like the other parent instead

Ooooh and I nearly forgot to add, I thought it was interesting how Black Pearl cookie and Shadow Milk cookie are so similar especially in terms of lines which is funny because I'm pretty sure Black Pearl cookie is meant to be like a fem sea-based Hades (also Black Pearl's voice actor voices Lady in Azure too!)

I had some more thoughts, but I'm too sleepy to talk about them further. I did talk about them earlier but I had doubts and considering either re-writing or let it catch dust

so much rejection...

All of these things are very think-worthy and art material for me and I hope it's the case for everyone else too who likes it as much as I do 🧡

[vxlentinescookies]

This is a sequel of the previous Dark Cacao one were they fought and everything

Things have calmed down now, the awkward moment has open space for some time, peace and some further talks

But Dark Cacao has come into term with a little something

He likes Reader Cookie: (use any pronouns) are/is strong, resourceful, agile and very skilled, he could see so much potential, and it's a surprise to find someone who not only knows their way in a fight, but ALSO can match HIM

He wants to ask her out, the issue is: how!?

He was not a single clue, time to ask his soldiers for advise I guess?

Maybe even contact hollyberry?

(To resume, this is Dark Cacao finally knowing he likes Reader Cookie, asks others for advise to ask them out and fails miserably, but Reader Cookie is so amazed at the brave [though failed] attempt that decides to give the idea of a date a try)

→ ❛Between the sword and your opponent, pt. 2❜

→ Pairing ; Dark Cacao Cookie x Reader → Quote ; ❛❛It surely didnt go according to plan but, to say Hollyberry, who had been listening intently from behind one of the pillars, wasnt satisfied, would be an understatement.❜❜ → Genre ; Drama , Romance → A/N ; This was very fun hahah, pt 1 is here!

Its been a good few days after the incident, the one where you shamelessly flirted with Dark Cacao in the middle of a fight. To say the king hadnt been thinking about it was… an understatement, he had thought about it, quite a lot. It had leaked into his daily like like the growing vines of grapes, and in return, they were twisting and shaping around his brain like a deadly respite. This, paired with the following talks you both had about the help the kingdom of Rose Champagne wanted to offer to the kingdom of Cacao, and the inevitable flirting that came with your personality, Dark Cacao seemed to inevitably start falling in love. It was a force of nature he didnt expect, that he didnt take in consideration, but as time passed, he realized that these feelings were ever present, and that there was no way he could keep them hidden.

Love, for Dark Cacao, was something he had long since given up on. He no longer seeked it, and he no longer expected it, especially after the falling out with his previous wife and the loss of his son, that he still deep down loved dearly, he no longer felt he had a place in the grounds of love, therefore, he simply stayed on his own place, allowing himself to be moved by the currents of life while focusing on the current moments with his kingdom, his subjects, and the war ever present with Dark Enchantress Cookie.

Thats perhaps what made this moment the more jarring to him, to be flirted with after he felt unlovable, after he felt undeserving of being loved—And then, the fact that his heart was starting to beat with fervor and energy yet again, for someone he once hurt unintentionally�� It put his mind and heart at a standstill, confused as to how to proceed, confused as to what to do exactly.

“Damn, sounds like you’re deep in the trenches of love, old friend” Hollyberry would tell them once Dark Cacao sought them out for help, after all, out of all his comrades, the hollyberrian was the most capable when it cames to matters of love.

“Sigh, Im just, confused as what to do… I’ve given up on love a long time ago…” He said, looking down for a few moments, before turning back at her.

His hands were tainted with blood, and his mind haunted by the warriors long lost in the wars the cacao kingdom had been part of, not to mention the small guilt that followed him for having fallen in the trap that was Affogato’s tricks. He sighed yet again, because then there was you, someone hurt unintentionally by his hand, even if he was under the tricks of the snake, he still felt like he owed his people something. 

“Oh c’mon, rid yourself of that long face, Dark Cacao!” Hollyberry would snap him of his thoughts, as she’d laugh heartily “Its clear what you must do, you must act upon your emotions!”

“Act… Upon my emotions?” He felt like he stayed in square one, unable to think of what exact way to move thorough this new challenge. “Right, but, how exactly?”

“You speak as if you hadnt been in a marriage once!” She spoke yet again, frowning for a moment before patting his back lively, and perhaps a bit too strongly “Fret not! What you must do, is confess and ask her out on a date! Dosent that sound logical?”

Right, a date… If only he wasnt rusty in these themes, perhaps the idea would’ve seemed more appetizing, but as it stood, he was confused and didnt know exactly what to do or say. Hollyberry, noticing this, would just sigh and shake her head, she thought Pure Vanilla was THE challenge in the ancient’s groups when it came to love, but Dark Cacao? Now he was winning second place.

You had been resting in your quarters, quietly taking a nap when it happened, a soldier knocking on your door causing you to wake up startled, and once the door opened, you would look confused at the soldier in question, looking at you with seriousness as he spoke the words sent by his majesty. He was requesting your presence in the throne room, words that left you dumbfounded as you brushed hair out of your face before nodding. You didnt put much thought about it, as you dressed to come see Dark Cacao in the throne room.

Walking towards the castle suddenly felt colder than usual, and your steps felt heavier, as if you were expecting something bad to happen, but thinking about it, the worse that could happen would be Dark Cacao shaming you and sending you back after your constant flirting… which didnt seem to be the case, if anything it did seem quite… out of character? The king didnt seem to be that fazed by your flirting, so… But on the other side, you could be expecting the end of the trip as he declared that all was well, and that the Cacao Kingdom would continue relations with the Rose Champagne Kingdom… Not really out of character and far more viable… still, if it were to be the case, why were you hesitating? Why were you feeling so heavy? Confused, you simply approached the door before stopping.

Were you, were you falling in love? No, there was no way, there was simply no way that you were falling in love with the King of the Cacao Kingdom, was it…?

“Your majesty, I’ve arrived…” You spoke as you finally took a step inside, bowing in front of the king, before he’d dismiss the other cookies in the room, letting you both alone in the room. “Is there, something you wished to discuss with me?”

“Yes, ahem… (y/n) cookie, there are some matters I must get to… involving you”

You lifted an eyebrow as he spoke, his nervousness apparent as he left the throne and walked towards you. Each step felt dangerous yet filled with a certain sense of unknown that scared you in some way. Yet you persisted, until he was right in front of you.

“Will… Ahem… Will you go on a date with me?”

“Huh?”

Now it was your turn to be taken aback. You stared at him dumbfounded as you felt all your worries and fears fade away into the dark. He looked at you curiously and you simply coughed before looking at him, smiling.

“... S-Sure, I dont mind!”

“You dont have to if you dont want to…”

“No-No, I do want to! Lets go on a date!”

It surely didnt go according to plan but, to say Hollyberry, who had been listening intently from behind one of the pillars, wasnt satisfied, would be an understatement.

[fishinapondstuff]

Ok so here's who I think the different lifers would be as Greek gods

Grian- hermes- just a goofy guy, but also the pranks and trickster god fits, the mini wings in some fan art, idk it just fits

Pearl- artemis- fairly self explanatory, again think they just fit together, the moon stuff of course, also dogs for hunting were a big thing for Artemis

Gem- athena- this one's a bit harder to explain but again just vibes wise it fits, gems a good fighter of course and has both a calmer side and a more violent side

Tango- hephaestus- it was a toss up between him and mumbo but I think the combo of him being very red stony and linked with fire makes him the best candidate

Joel- Ares- he's of course very violent a lot of the time and whilst I considered making him Zeus cos of empires s2 I decided to go for Ares cos of the next pick

Lizzy- Aphrodite- I feel like out of the group she has the goes for the most pink and cutesy aesthetic most of the time (which is a great vibe don't get me wrong) which I feel would fit best the vibe of Aphrodite, also as previously mentioned her and Joel being married fits with Aphrodite and Ares being an item

Ren- Eros- this might seem out of left field but I mean there are 18 lifers (I think) and 14 major gods. But anyway, Eros was the male god of desire, fitting with many of his jokes and his vibe and worked for Aphrodite, similar to how Ren swore allegiance to Lizzy, he's basicly Greek Cupid but a twink instead of a baby

Big B- hestia- more of a simple one but they are both simply delightful in my eyes, also Hestia I believe is the goddess of baking and yk the cookie

Jimmy- demeter- I won't lie I was struggling to find one for Jimmy and for Demeter alike but I felt it only fair that she was one of the bread bridge bad boys

B dubs- kronos- whilst a Titan not a god, I don't have much to work with here so chill, anyway he of course is linked to clocks and time in many seasons with him betraying impulse for a clock in third life and being a clocker in limited life, he also fits the kind of unstable vibe of Kronos

Scott- apollo- again this one's mostly vibes and the head crystal things but I feel like theres kind of something to that

Martyn- posiedon- I feel like after his limited life ein and being a mean Gill he's often drawn with coral or other water based stuff, also he ki d of fits posiedons whole mood swings chill one minute but vicious the next

Skizz- Zeus- idk him and impulse are probably the weekest links, but I could see Zeus dressing like him and Zeus was never the brightest ruler in some areas, idk I'm grasping at straws

Impulse- hera- of course married to Zeus, and skizz and impulse are often shipped together, also I feel like he's very maternal toward the group, again grasping at straws here

Etho- hades-idk he just has very spooky and mysterious vibes tbh, especially his skin and I feel like he's almost feared by the other players sometimes, him and Cleo could be switched tbh

Cleo- pershephone- they've definitely got spooky vibes sometimes and of course are a zombie very queen of the underworld like, but they've also got the much brighter side, with the jazzersize suit coming to mind, also yk cletho

Scar- Dionyspus- his laid back attitude definitely fits the god of wine and party's, after all you can't escape the good times, I can definitely imagine his usually biege or brown clothes interwoven with grape vines, idk if that makes sense but you can see the vision

Mumbo- Prometheus? -this one's a stretch but I ran out of God's lol, but I feel like mumbo gas that creativity and ingenuity that is linked with prometheus, he also (usually) acts with forethought and certainly in series 10 is acting with a ton of creative fire. Also breathing life into grumbot and his base robot? Idk I ran out of ideas

Some of these were very week so feel free to say if you have better ideas lol.

[squoxle]

☆Quick Fix ~ Anton ff☆

🍔pairing: Anton!bf x Reader!gf | 🍔wc: 1.2k | 🍔summary: After your park date is ruined, you have a house date with your boyfriend Anton. |🍔cw: PURE FLUFF...literally that's it lol (sorry if it sucks…I kinda had writers block with this story)

“Hey, it looks like it’s gonna rain today,” Anton sighed over the phone. You were already fully dressed before he called you.

“Are you sure? Maybe it’ll just be cloudy…I checked the weather app this morning,” you said as you slipped into your shoes.

“You can check again, but I have a feeling we might have to reschedule,” Anton continued.

“Okay, hold on,” you said pulling out your phone. “Yea…it’s showing me a zero percent chance of rain.”

“Hmm, okay well—wait. Are you dressed already?” He asked.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“Okay, then I’ll be over there as soon as I can. The least we can do is try right,” you could hear the smile in his voice as he grabbed his keys and headed outside.

You knew it was gonna be cold whether it rained or not, so you dressed warm and casual. After all, you two were just gonna hang out at the park together.

The sun was shining bright today, not a single cloud in the sky. You opened the door to see your boyfriend standing there.

“Hey,” he smiled. “Maybe you were right about it not raining,” he chuckled as the sunlight danced in his eyes. He shielded his face from the bright light as the two of you walked to his car.

The park was mostly empty today, just a few kids, pets, and small families. You and Anton found a spot close to the lake. The water glistened in a way that was uncommon in such cold weather.

“It’s really beautiful out here,” Anton said as the two of you layed the blanket down.

“Yeah, I know right,” you smiled before sitting down to empty out the picnic basket. “Wow! This looks really good,” you said as you pulled out the food.

“I made the sandwiches myself,” Anton smiled as he picked up one of the triangles. “Ah,” he said as he brought it to your lips.

You smiled as you bit into the sandwich. You picked up the vine of green grapes and plucked one off before bringing it to Anton's lips.

He was just about to crack open a soda as a big golden retriever fell onto the basket. It caught a ball in it's mouth as it shuffled around to get back to his feet.

Both of you were too stunned to speak as you watched the dog run back over to the little girl who bounced around with her pigtails.

Mouths wide open, the two of you stared at each other before looking down to see the muddy, furry mess that was now all over your food. Everything from the sandwiches to the cookies...all ruined.

"Oh well," Anton sighed. "At least we still have the drinks," he chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. Just then the sky grew dark as heavy clouds covered the sun.

"I think you were right about that rain," you said pointing up.

"We better pack this stuff up then," he said as the two of you repacked the picnic basket. Unfortunately, you were fast enough to escape the rain that began pouring on you and your boyfriend.

"Hurry, let's get to the car," he said before grabbing your hand. The two of you ran to his car and you watched as he clicked a button on the keys about 5 times before the lights began to flicker.

You had never been so glad you wore a hoodie until now. Though it didn't keep you completely dry, you were definitely drier than you would've been without it.

"Hmm, you look cold," Anton said as he looked at you sitting with your hands tucked between your thighs. He reached over to turn on the heat as well as the heated seat.

"Thanks and...uhh...sorry for dragging you out here. I should've listened to you," you sighed as you relaxed your body in the seat.

"It's fine, Babe. And you didn't drag me out here. I came because I wanted to," he smiled as he drove down the highway.

"Hmm. It still sucks that our date was ruined," you said as you toyed with the hem of your hoodie.

"Who said it was ruined?"

"Well, first a dog ransacked our food, and then the rain rushed us out of the park."

"Okay, and?"

"And that ruined out date," you laughed as you noticed he'd been smiling the whole time.

"Look. All I'm saying is that we've merely had a change of plans," he chuckled as you pulled up to a fast food joint.

"In-N-Out?" you said as he rolled down the window.

"Shh shh," he said, putting a finger on his lips before placing the order.

"Hellooo. How are you doing today?" asked the lady over the speaker.

"Hi, I'm doing great. What about yourself?" Anton held back a chuckle as you playfully pushed him.

"I'm doing fine. What can I get for ya?"

"Umm...I'll have two of your hamburger combos."

"Okay, and what would you like the drinks to be?"

"Hmm, one Coke and one Orange Fanta. Light ice for both of them."

"Alright and is there anything else I can get for you?"

"Nope, that's all. Thank you," he smiled.

"You're welcome, you're total is $19.20. And you can just pull up to the next window, okay."

"Okay," Anton said before driving up.

“Alright, so what’s this change of plans Mr. Who Said Our Date Was Ruined,” you smirked as he pulled out his credit card.

“It’s a surprise,” he smiled back before bopping your forehead.

“Hey?!”

“That was payback for pushing me earlier,” he said as he handed the guy at the window his card. “And don’t even think about asking for a hint,” he continued as he placed the bags of food on your lap.

“Well can I at least have a fry?” You asked as the warm bags sat on your lap.

“Sure,” he laughed. “Just make sure you only mooch out of one bag.”

He drove all the way back to his house before turning off the car. “What are we doing here,” you asked.

“This is where we will have our date,” he smiled before taking the drinks and backs of food from you.

The rain had stopped just enough for you guys to get inside. “What about the picnic stuff?” You asked as he locked the car from inside.

“Don’t worry about it. I can take care of it later. For now, let’s go eat,” he smiled as he dragged you over to the couch. You sat down to watch two episodes of one of your favorite shows as you ate your lunch together. Anton also pulled out the UNO cards to play a few rounds when you finished.

"Alright, now on to part two of this date. This is the fun part," Anton said before getting up and walking to his room.

He brought out a dinosaur Lego set for the two of you to build together. He was a lot better and ended up building most of it on his own as you eventually fell asleep watching him. He quickly finished putting the last pieces together as he admired your figure on the floor.

He placed his final masterpiece on the coffee table before laying down on the floor behind you, careful not to wake you up. He gently placed a kiss on your head before wrapping his arms around you.

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[balkanikabg]

December (Christmas) Menu

I don't know how many of you know this little fact about me, but I am from Bulgaria. Although I live and study in Scotland for the last few years. And because this year I won't be home for Christmas, nostalgia hits me quite hard. That's how this month's delights were created. It's a special menu that is prepared for the Christmas Eve (Except for the Banitsa, which is traditionally made for New Year), all dishes are a must for every bulgarian family. On 24th of december is important all the dishes to be vegan and the dishes have to be an odd number, usually 7 or 9.

This month is 'Bulgarian Christmas Eve Cuisine' month!

11/12 - for Donators ; 25/12 for Patrons

Festive Bread - Pogača or Pitta, as is known in bulgarian, is a type of bread baked in the ashes of the fireplace, and later in modern ovens. When we make the festive bread for 24th, the chef puts a hidden coin in it before baking. It is believed whoever get the coin, will have abundance of luck and money in the upcoming year. This tradition symbolizes the hope for prosperity and good fortune in the upcoming year.

Pumpkin Pie - Tikvenik, as is known in bulgarian. There should be a sweet part on the Christmas Eve table, so life next year will be sweet. Tikvenik is a type of sweet pastry made of rolled phyllo, similar to strudel, filled with sweetened grated pumpkin pulp and baked in an oven.

Vine Sarmi - Stuffed Grape Leaves, sarmi is the most famous traditional Bulgarian dish on Christmas Eve. They can be grape or cabbage leaves stuffed with rice, plums, and spices. (I already made cabbage stuffed leaves before, so I alternated now)

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Mulled Wine - Wine is a big part of Bulgarian culture, almost every family make their own wine at home.

Stuffed Peppers with Beans - These are dried stuffed peppers similar to Sarmi, traditionally stuffed with beans on Christmas Eve, although in some areas in Bulgaria they are stuffed with rice. We also add plums or raisins, which go well with the pepper skin.

Oshav - Dried fruit soup (compote of dried fruits), a super easy soup from different dried fruits. In this dried fruit compote, you can find dried plums, apples, apricots, pears, quinces, oranges. The resulting drink is similar to punch, usually drunk with the dessert.

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Mulled Rakia - Rakia, is the collective term for fruit spirits popular in the Balkans. The alcohol content of rakia is normally 40% ABV, but home-produced rakia can be stronger (typically 50%). (I made a functional Rakia Set once, you can download it HERE)

Banitsa - Is a traditional pastry made in Bulgaria. Banitsa is prepared by layering a mixture of whisked eggs, plain yogurt, and pieces of white brined cheese between filo pastry and then baking it in an oven. Traditionally in Bulgaria, lucky charms are put into the pastry on New Year's Eve. These charms may be written happy wishes on small pieces of paper and wrapped in tin foil. Wishes may include happiness, health, or success throughout the new year (similar to fortune cookies).

Baklava - It was one of the most popular sweet pastries of Ottoman cuisine. Due to our shared history, this dessert is very common in Bulgaria and it's usually prepared to be served on Christmas day.

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[tellioari]

Grape Dye, Grapes, Bellflowers and Cherries! Dead grape vines can be found rarely naturally or via archeology. When grown, they spread very slowly naturally. Using the grapes they fruit, you can craft raisins in a smoker to make oatmeal raisin cookies, put into a brewing stand to make balsamic vinegar which can be used to dip golden carrots or bread in, or mixed with ice to create frozen grapes. Rarely, when picking grapes, you can get Enchanted Grapes - which can be brewed into a Bottle O' Enchanting at a brewing stand.

Bellflowers are a plant found in the desert in little patches. It is an easy source of grape dye.

Cherries are a new possible drop from the new 1.20 Cherry trees, and can be used to make pie or mixed with grapes to make a saturated sugary juice.

[distant--shadow]

eyo, one person asked and i am eager to please, so here's a lil WIP of chapter 3 of The Witch and the Widow-

God. Everything the Lady says feels as though it has a second reading to it; a second voice, if you will. Imogen wants to hear it, distinguish whether it’s an intention of her mind or just a ripple muddied as it reverberates.

Her tongue is instead wound tight, music box key locked cogs turning mouth opening and closing, not quite giving melody to any of these intentions

The door knocks

“Your food, m’lady”

“Thank you, Sorcha-” Imogen does not miss the way the Lady’s eyes acknowledge Imogen before her in her deceased husband’s finery before slightly bulging in panic. “-you may leave it on the table in the hallway.”

“Yes m’lady. The room is ready m’lady.” The voice from behind the door responds; that belonging to the Lady’s handmaiden, the girl she keeps around her most often.

“Thank you, dear.” She replies over her shoulder, a genuine motherly (from what Imogen can only assume) softness gentling her face once the minor swelling panic has abated.

The Lady keeps her ear turned towards the door as the room falls into quiet, not silence, thanks to the aforementioned grandfather clock, the crackle of the fireplace, and the dialogue between breaths sharing a space less than a few feet apart.

Behind the door there is the sound of crockery and brass and mahogany being set down on polished marble, followed by the dulling footfalls of slight weight on carpeted floor retreating down the hallway.

Once the Lady seems happy that they have diminished enough, she turns back to Imogen.

“Please, take a seat, you must be hungry.”

She is, she can’t deny that, certainly can’t deny herself of satiating it with the spread now presenting itself on her lap.

Yeasty bread with melting butter slathered on pillowy crumb and golden crust, broth in warm liquid orange hue, bespeckled with flecks of oil fireflies in firelight,  coating cubes of carrots and potatoes and swedes and cabbage bobbing at the surface like segments of horse carcass resting on the lake-

Cookie kept a cauldron of stew or soup or something-of-the-like simmering at all times, ready and convenient for the servants on their staggered break times as much as for the Lady and her erratic schedule.

The soup, however, is not presented in the manner Imogen is used to - plain biscuit-glazed earthenware or maybe the wooden bowl and spoon she keeps around the stables swapped out like her outfit for fine porcelain - collar embellished with full-colour grape vines and hanging fruits and butterflies and birds hovering around interweaving morning glorys as though busied with pollinating, engraved silverware with polished metal blooming at the tip of the handle, even the tray the food is served on is a fine embellished  metal with filigreed edges that move as though flesh breathing living under the flame’s reach, the heat of the soup and the warm bread transposing through to the tops of Imogen's thighs

Imogen usually eats around the boiled and stewed meat should there be any present, but she notices that this bowl is absent of such.

Such hospitality only allows her to spare a fleeting thought for home-grown poisons

Maybe the pieces of the shattered-on-body-to-floor impact decoratively glazed crockery would make their way further down the river than the news, maybe what lies in the lake would ensure that nothing else was left of her.

The soup is the same, wonderful familiar, but tastes different when fed from a silver spoon.

She tears at the pieces of bread, eager, almost shaking, her body only now presented with an onslaught of tempting colours and smells able to consider its hunger, her gloved fingers dipping the bread into the soup, bringing the soaked pieces to her mouth dripping in salty herby broth and fatty butter, licking any remnants from leathered fingertips

The Lady smiles, and so Imogen does not refrain nor restrain.

As Imogen raises the spoon to her lips, she only just accounts the placing of the chair she is in; the angle of it towards the fire but still half-turned towards a vacant space on the rug, small signs of wear manifesting as darker potholes on woven landscape and thinned thread-bare colour left  by four chair legs. The Lady stands squarely in the middle of the four absent posts, caged, as if they were markings on a stage.

She wonders why the chair had to go but the clothes stayed. Maybe it is a case of out of sight and out of mind.

She does her best to not spill the soup down the front of the Lord’s waistcoat.

The Lady watches Imogen expectantly and in silence, perhaps unaware of how keen she appears. Maybe Imogen should spare more than a thought for possible poisons.

The sound the soup makes when she drinks it from the spoon is loud, on a different time signature to the metronome of the grandfather clock, out of place, despite her outfitting.

Imogen swallows

“You keep y’self busy.”

“Pardon?”

It had admittedly sounded like an instruction.

“Sorry, I mean ya do a lot with your time. I see you outside gettin’ your hands dirty or weavin’ on the bench and the like.” Hands-on and filthy things; things that do not require a well-educated mind, things that need not be spent on by a Lady’s time - especially when she has so many willing women under her employ. She hasn’t seen the Lady tooling leather, but she can be sure of her hands. Especially now. Imogen still feels the cool absence of her press at the base of her spine, thinks how the décor of the room would be perfect if only the armchair had a hand-knitted blanket draped over its tall back to warm her own.

“And what else would you have me do? Read books and write letters? I would be transcribing stories already written, and I am not as efficient as a printing press.”

“No, not at all. It’s jus’ peculiar- that’s all. I’m used’ta hearin’ about how fine folk spend their time at parties and makin’ appearances  and keepin’ their hands clean-” a drip of soup escapes from Imogen's mouth between all of her babbling, and she wipes it away with the back of her gloved hand before it can make its way to stain the frilled collar of the Lord’s shirt-

The Lady watches her movements.

“You’re rather peculiar yourself.”

The Lady’s eyes hold hers challengingly; the air left heavy and a smirk tugging at the wide corners of her mouth. Imogen clears her throat, her last spoon of soup now wishing to detour into her lungs when her motor functions are thrown into question.

She feels a cold sweat at her brow, at that place where the Lady’s hand had held occupancy at the base of her spine, the salt-water that will evaporate into damning steam from the fire.

“Your dress. Your occupation.” The Lady continues after she is satisfied with the weight she leant to the air. “You must hear as much of the same - yet tell me - does it feel peculiar to you to do so?”

It’s arguably evasive, but a conversation none the less.

“No, m’lady. It feels right.”

“Well then, we must trust our desires on these things, must we not? After all, I don’t see them causing any harm.”

Imogen shifts in her seat, squirms - if she’s honest - her fingertips digging into the upholstery of the arms of the chair

The draw Imogen feels to delving into the Lady’s mind is physical – not only the obvious hunger for answers to the subliminalities she speaks and the aura of questionable calm that surrounds her presence like a fog of lullabies and lavender-

With each time they share space it becomes more and more a battle internal, as though Imogen’s brain is swelling within the confines of its skull

it wants out.

The Lady steps out of her four-poster threadbare confines, skirts full and secluding her stride appearing a glide towards the window.

Imogen finishes the rest of the bread and soup to the Lady’s turned back and clock tic’ed quiet, the moon a crescent horseshoe catching ripples in the stained glass in white and pearl swatches, sky oranged by the firelight gilding the lead lining.

Their eyes meet in the reflection when Imogen stands with tray in hands, unsure of where to place it down and not wanting to give the task to her host and employer.

The Lady moves towards her bed, pulling a ceramic weighted gold rope that follows alongside one of the bed posts before lapping around a brass pulley and disappearing into the wall.

Imogen doesn’t hear it; but she knows that down in the servants’ quarters a bell rings.

Shortly enough Sorcha calls again from behind the door

The Lady must have decided that she does not mind if her handmaid sees Imogen in the familiar clothing.

[closed-eyes-au-shadow-milk]

Yes, go and explore the library, knowledge is a powerful thing Fount.

Witches do I wish we could tell you everything, some have tried but you're still healing and we can't mess up your story too much. If you can try to keep an eye for an apple cookie and a dark purple cookie, I can't give names as I'm not sure how or who they will introduce themselves as. They have your best interest at heart.... Just not others

-🐺

I plan on exploring the library later, nilly has a meeting today so he won't be able to stop me from going to the banned section

...

Also- i should look for a Apple cookie and a dark purple cookie? Do you mean carmel apple cookie and grape vine cookie? Because those are the only too cookies I've ment that match that description-

[fridgemissionmaster]

Luke+Reader: March Prompt/Day 27 Nature Walk

Prompt list/available prompt requests here, making a fic everyday of march

“What about that one?”

Luke crouched down to get a better look at the little sign before the plant you pointed to. “Hmm, no. This one blooms in winter.”

Slowly you strolled along, Luke going and inspecting all the little signs near-by. When there were none he’d stay beside you point out s tree or some flowers that looked interesting.

This was your first time actually exploring a botanical garden in the Devildom, although it felt as if you had before, given how often you’d get to stroll through the castle gardens.

“Wanna take a break? It’s going to take a bit to get to the desert plants.” The boy simply gave you a nod before making his way for the nearest bench.

As he went searching through his bag you couldn’t help looking through your own. Unfortunately you hadn’t been able to find much for your project, you just hoped Asmodeus and Leviathan were having better luck at the other side of the gardens. “Maybe we should have taken Barbatos up on is offer.”

“Wah- NO! That’s cheating!”

“If it was I don’t think he’d have offered.”

“Well…”

A tired chuckle tumbled out of you as you ruffled the kid’s hair. “Don’t worry I wasn’t ACTUALLY considering it.” Because Mephistopheles was already going there to study and he’d rant the whole time and you would get overwhelmed by all the information let alone not having any time to actually work. Although… with him and Lucifer being in the same group it would have been funny to see their bickering.

“Hey!” Immediately you retracted your hand, but it was cute seeing Luke trying to quickly tidy his hair.

Legs straight, hands clasped up and behind you, you stretched, beginning to feel a slight aching in your feet. Someone had better find something soon… Your gaze drifted up to the stars above. It was a treat to explore places you normally could only in the day in the human world, there was something… giddy about the night, like you were some rebellious teen knowingly breaking the rules for the fun of it. Like of all places you chose to break into a botanical garden.

Your daydreaming got cut off as something was gently placed in your lap. “Thank you Luke.”

“You’re welcome.” The boy’s smile was beaming.

A sandwich, cut-up fruit, some cookies, and some home-made crackers. You really couldn’t think Luke enough for packing you and the brothers last minuet lunches after Beel accidentally ate them.

“Delicious!” The crackers beautifully golden-brown, crisp, and flaky. The fruit was certainly fresh, the Hell Grapes practically popping in your mouth. And that sandwich, just something about those textures despite the jam’s taste being off from the ones back home.

Luke simply hummed merrily to himself, lightly kicking his feet for the joy of the praise.

“How do you think Asmo and Levi are doing?”

You slowly chewed on your last bite of fruit thinking about it. Considering it was those two specifically not well no matter the situation you placed them in, polar opposite and not even in the way where it could complement each other.

“Well…” How to word this so you wouldn’t crush the kid’s hopes of getting a good grade on this. “If they found something I’m sure they would have texted us by now.”

“You’re right.” They better have actually been searching or else you would have a fair few words for them after this.

A pair of very familiar screams pierced through the air.

“Luke!” In a flash the boy had stuffed everything into his bag leaving you to chase after him.

The closer it got the clearer it became, those two ARGUEING instead of trying to get out of whatever situation they were in.

Turns out said situation was a giant Venus flytrap like plant with tendril-like vines holding them suspended in the air. “Luke, stay back. I’ll fix this.”

It took a bit what with trying to not damage the thing and get in trouble but eventually with some magic, luck, and a lot of chanting ‘pleas let this work, please let this work, please let this work’ the pair were eventually dropped to the ground with harsh thuds.

And even before you could Luke was already by their side, on one hand clearly upset they clearly went past the signs saying to not cross the lines on the ground, but also looking them over to make sure they weren’t hurt.

“You’re a good kid Luke.”

“H-Hey!” He lightly blushed as you pat his head. “I’m older than you!”

“I know.”

[tanasha-not-yet]

What do you think Greylock's favourite food is? And do you think he prefers sweet or sour foods?

ah idk idk!!

i tried to reply to this like two times already i feel veery cringe about these but you knew what you were subscribing to when you hit the follow button so behold

instinctively i want to give him: 1. love for sweets (to fight with cedric over jellybeans, to mess with slickwell by 'degustating' every fucking cake they make at the kitchen, to have a ton of lil candys in his pockets etc. it has a con tho bc i think the message 'this fat guy likes sweets A Lot' is preeety problematic but dude. this thin guy likes sweets just as much imo let them be.) 2. love for some stinky shit like garlic and onion (for a IM NOT FUCKING KISSING YOU AFTER YOU ATE THAT GARLIC BREAD YOU MORON situation) 3. love for little treats and snacks (to make this person eat crackers and leave crumbs where cedric doesnt want them to be; plus it lines up with some attention troubles hc which is based on totally nothing) 4. also in terms of cooking id give him an ability and love for baking?? i think?? cannot relate to it at all but this man Would bake a bread toad or a bunch of cedric shaped cookies with a comically long nose to eat in front of him (EATING HIM UP you know) (and when cedric tried doing the same thing in revenge he would end up with hilariously ugly fucked up cookies from those tiktoks which greylock would laugh at for fucking days)

if i tried to say anything based tho? based? me? i can only say cringe sorry my bros. but i think some of these would make sense: 1. him having some restrictions about sweets (medical or maybe personal). based on the sour look he gives cedric when he conjures a piñata. this hc is kinda bad in terms of making the original message (greylock hates the spotlight being stolen) less clear by adding on an additional reasoning. but i think its hilarious like You Fucking Knew I Cant Eat Too Much Sugar Per Day And Invoked Every Candy I Love Right In Front Of My Face. You'll pay for it Right Now 2. since i hc his job mainly being about organising parties in the castle he probably hangs out around rich people a lot and kinda eats from the same table?? if it makes sense?? so in my head he knows quite some things about superexpensive food and can define vines (their ages, sorts of grapes, country etc you know this stereotypical rich shit), super obscure caviar sorts and idk im not rich lol 3. he totally have eaten some Too Spicy Sauses or Too Big Steaks or Too Strong Drinks just to prove he can. competitiveness is like his main trait he totally knows what it's like to attempt to say a fully coherent toast right after 100g of vodka so that the king even wouldnt notice he's drunk just because a random nobleman said he couldnt. this may also be one of many reasons he chose to entertain the kids (I REPEAT, ONE OF MANY) if he had a choice of course

maybe these are too childish i apologize if they are. two years into i still cant place a full three dimentional character in my head my media literacy is dying on the grave of the last book i read an embarrassingly long time ago