I started in a new job, and is really time consuming. That's why I couldn't think on anything to celebrate the triplets.
So, I'm only going to said that HDL are so important to me, I can't even begin to describe the love I feel for them.
When I started DT17, I couldn't know what a huge impact it would have on me. It made me want to write again, it gave courage to join the fandom something I never did before.
And none of this would have happened without characters like HDL. Their personalities, their charisma, their virtues and flaws, all combined to make this triplets that I just adore. They're the best.
Spent some time at Old Friends Thoroughbred Retirement Farm this afternoon, helping to celebrate the 30th birthdays of 1997 Derby & Preakness winner Silver Charm, and the fella that spoiled his Triple Crown bid, Touch Gold. I made a few new friends along the way: Coach(Lava Man), MikeTheSpike, Channel Maker, Smooth Air, Any Given Saturday, and the absolute sweetest boy, MaybeSoMaybeNot. Stopped and visited the cemetery to finally see the marker for Timely Writer, the first horse that I fell in love with. They moved his remains down from Belmont Park where he was originally buried. I may have shed a tear or 20...Photos in Order:
Baked a cake today for celebrating the birthday of my bois, Saeyoung and Saeran!
The cake bases are Honey Castella Cakes and the 'frosting' is just plain (with a lil lemon zest) whipped cream. I added a lil lemon zest to the cake batters too!
My thought process was: Honey to represent Saeyoung and some Strawberry Roses to represent Saeran. (Perhaps strawberries to represent their hair colour too, and honey for their eyes? But honestly it was mostly just cause it's the season for strawberries)
This is honestly probably the first time I've really ever celebrated a character's birthday (and tbh partially motivated by just my desire to bake) but it was fun!
A few more shots of the cake.
It was quite delicious and now I have...So. Much. Cake...
Anyways Happy Birthday to Saeyoung and Saeran <3!!! Thank you for all the love (and trauma) I've gotten from this game and your routes!
Fashion designer Bakugou who sees you at his favorite cafe one morning. Your clothes are comfortable and colorful, but they obscure the beauty of your body he tells himself. So he marches over to you, wearing all black and a skull tshirt with heavy combat boots. It doesn't help that he's also drop dead gorgeous, so when he hovers over you and breathes out. "Let me undress you." Your brain short circuits. "I can dress you much better, let me." He doesn't so much ask as he commands, so you find yourself nodding along, unsure why he's interested in you in the first place.
When you get back to his studio he's measuring your figure, his large hot hands skimming over your breasts, your hips, your waist. The more he discovers, your waist would fit perfectly in his hands, and your tits are begging him to taste, the more he struggles to keep professional. He just wanted to have you as a model, he swears to himself. But when he's measuring your ass, he starts to lose it.
"Who the fuck let you out of the house in those grandma clothes when your body is this fucking amazing?"
The words slip out of him in a huff, and you blush bright red. "I-I don't wear grandma clothes." You try to defend yourself, but looking around his studio at the slinky tight fit dresses with corsets and plunging necklines, you realize that yeah- maybe you do wear grandma clothes.
"Just wait until I design something for you, you're going to look even more beautiful. Especially as my date." He's never been nervous asking someone out before, but damnit your curves and sweet, shy personality were a combination he was loathe to let go.
"Your date?" You felt like you were struggling to breathe. The super hot designer wanted to go on a date with you? You knew you were bigger, its not like you're oblivious. But never once did he make you feel lesser for being fat, he just seemed upset that you tried to hide yourself.
"If you'll have me." His voice was suddenly softer, his red eyes gentle as he looks up at you from where he's on his knees, the measuring bunched in his fist.
"Yes." You breathe out, knowing this chance encounter would change your life.