#the frosting will help hydrate

[stumblngrumbl]

more cinnamon rolls

i kinda got sick of cookies but needed something yummy especially on a chilly sleet-falling winter day (dry snow falling even 10C colder feels less chilly, funny thing) so out came the yeast, mixed into some warm sugar water, dumped in some sourdough starter for good measure, flavor, and fermented goodness... a few eggs and a bunch of butter and then it's rolling time

it's always interesting cooking by feel, no recipe, to see what i forget this time. last time i made cinnamon rolls they... turned out to not be cinnamon rolls as i'd forgotten the cinnamon. this time i forgot to chop up some pecans to put inside the rolls, not much of a big deal. probably too much brown sugar in side the spirals though this time, but very tasty.

i have two more bread pans in the refrigerator that will be baked in a couple days

[pinksugardollz]

My In Depth Shower Routine 🎀🍦

♡ soap

use dove soap to clean every single part of your body, use a rag or washcloth. my favourite cloths to use are baby washcloths, as they’re a lot more softer. don’t be sparing with soap really lather it up on your cloth. or if your skin isn’t sensitive you can use exfoliating gloves

♡ body wash

use body wash to further clean your body and help moisturise and soften your skin. body wash is also good if you like to smell good, or if you want to smell a particular way body wash is good for layering scents, for example if you have a new marshmallow scented perfume buy a marshmallow scented body wash to intensify your scent. i use the cussons creations marshmallow skies body wash, and following up with treaclemoons sweet marshmallow hearts shower gel for a strong and delicious marshmallowy fluffy scent

♡ body scrub

use a body scrub with exfoliating gloves or with an african wash net to help exfoliate dead skin, my skin can get quite dry so exfoliating once a week helps to keep my skin glowing and radiant. do not use a body scrub everyday as it can actually break barriers in your skin, and make your skin really dry. and also match the scent to your body wash! i use primals cupcake body scrub as it smells like frosting 🍰

♡ shaving

always use a shaving cream, shaving butter or oil to shave your body, never ever dry shave. eos have a great vanilla scented shaving cream

♡ hair wash

use shampoo to clean your hair, and then use conditioner on the ends. if you really want your hair to smell good shampoo and condition your hair twice, use a fair amount of product aswell. use cake beauty’s hair products as they make me smell like a bakery

♡ deodorant

use dove deodorant as it’s really good at preventing odours and will keep you smelling fresh all day. i genuinely never smell bad. they’re really affective like men’s deodorant but smell more feminine and soft. i really loves dove products!

♡ moisturiser

as soon as i get out of the shower i will apply deodorant and then apply my standard body moisturiser, i use the vaseline cocoa butter lotion, as this works for my skin and is extremely affordable. it makes my skin so glowy for such a low price

♡ body mist

after i have applied my moisturiser i apply a body mist to my skin, my favourites at the moment are the pink sugar body mist, bath and body works cotton candy clouds, and cotton candy by body fantasies, if you’re on a budget but still want to smell good i recommend the so..? body mists, such as so...? cotton candy and so...? marshmallow. they’re so affordable but smell so so so good

♡ body butter

eeeeeek, my favourite step in my routine! i use body butter after I’ve applied my body mist to further moisturise and hydrate my skin, body butter makes your skin look so radiant and soft. my favourite body butter is called golden glow from theblackshopuk, it has a golden shimmer in it so it makes you look like a golden goddess, and it has a really sexy creamy vanilla cupcake scent. i love applying this to my body as it makes me feel so pretty

♡ body mist

apply body mist again after my body butter!

♡ perfume oil

so after I’ve applied my body mist i will apply a perfume oil, the scent of it will match up to everything else in my routine, i personally love the paradise perfumes body oils and they smell delicious, and have loads of different scents

♡ perfume

after my perfume oil is on my skin i will apply quite a lot of perfume, like i want to smell fucking good. i apply this everywhere, all over my body and all over my clothes

[ssahotchnerr]

going in a babymoon with aaron 🥺 going to greece or somewhere else in europe for like months and documenting how ur bump changes over those months. u end up running out of clothes that fit bc u werent expecting ur bump to get so big 😭 and every month being like “baby is the size of ___!!!” and buying the fruit/vegetable to show aaron 😁

- 🍓

omg that is EVERYTHING cw; fem!reader, descriptions of pregnancy

UGH a babymoon with aaron 🥰🥰🥰 he'd be so so so sweet and even more attentive if it were possible - making sure you're hydrated, that you're getting your steps in, which is SO easy due to sight seeing and it's so exciting seeing new places!!! but he makes extra sure you're not overexerting yourself, insisting you sit and take a breaks here and there, and again, staying hydrated - the man has an extra water bottle on him at all times. and once you get back to the hotel, he's gently massaging your ankles and feet after a longgg day of walking 😭 and as the baby grows, it becomes a nightly ritual too because of your ankles swelling up, and aaron is more than happy to dote on you 🥺 you're doing all the hard work, so he'll help in any way he can <3

if you're nauseous :( aaron's more than willing to spend the day in the room with you <3 just laying in bed, giving you kisses, rubbing your belly gently and talking to the baby, saying sweet words and sometimes says something like "ease up on your mom please🥺" 😭😭 because you've just been in the bathroom all morning :( BUT you're literally not going to lift a finger on his watch. he fluffs your pillow, makes sure you're comfy in bed, draws the curtains if you need a break from the sun, makes sure the temperature of the hotel room is just right. and if you get nauseous while sight seeing :((( aaron pulls you to the side, finds a shady spot, and gives you some water - his eyes are full of concern and a tad touch of guilt - he feels bad because he wishes there was more he could do :((( because he greatly contributed to the newest member of the hotchner family, but yet you're the one dealing with the not-so-great parts of being pregnant :((( he gives you a second to see if it passes and if you feel alright/want to keep going, or if you prefer to go back to the hotel, that's perfectly okay too <3333

late night cravings? he'll run to the store if room service doesn't have what you want/is closed, regardless if he even knows where a store is due to being in a different county - he will find one 😭 AND!! before you even left for the babymoon, aaron does his research when it comes to restaurants, and makes an itinerary of places to go 😭 so you're getting all your necessary nutrients while away, what food options there are that you can eat while pregnant, etc..

finding out the gender while there too 🥰🥰🥰 hehe the two of you make a lil date night out of it - dressing up, a fancy dinner, and then finding a reallyyyy romantic place at sunset to open up that little card that has the baby's gender on it 🥰 or!!!! you find a local bakery and have them put blue or pink frosting inside 🥹🥹🥹

and after showing the fruit/veggie to show aaron once, just a cute - "hey look! this is the size of our baby :D" he has to download that app himself too for his phone - the one tells you what size fruit the baby is hehe 🤭 he'll consistently report the current size to you over breakfast <33333 he checks it like social media hehe <3

AND every month aaron insists on taking a polaroid of your baby bump progress 🥹🥺 hehe he loves comparing all the pics throughout the months and once the lil baby is a bit older - aka old enough to sit up hehe - he has them on their lap, and is showing them the pictures <3333 and tells them "that's you growing in momma's belly :D" 😭😭😭😭 and he takes sooo many pics of you sight seeing!!! hehe you have that pregnancy glow and he loves it, so he wants as many pics as he can get of you showing off that bump where your little one is growing <3333 so he'll show the baby those too!!! and tells them just look at all the places you've already been!!! while we were celebrating you!!! 🥰💓💞💕💓

[littledekuchan]

I'm back with more winx redesigns that have already become my ocs

Below we will have the new designs and a little information about each of them.

Firstly we will start with my little pumpkin Mirta! Mirta in my au is a dark fairy, the fairy of illusions. She is almost in a relationship with the swamp witch Lucy, but Mirta doesn't notice the way Lucy acts around her.

Her groupmates are Ahisa the Passion Fairy, Alice the Snow Fairy, Jenny the Mirror Fairy and Lee-Hona the Singing Fairy.

Mirta is pansexual and this is her short summary

What does she hide under her hats?

Swamp Witch, Lucy! Lucy comes from a long line of potion-making witches and fairies, all starting with her great-great-grandmother Cuca, who is a well teacher in Cloud Tower. Lucy is in love with Mirta, but who said the little clown realized her good intentions?

Lucy's team is Beast Witch Erica and Deep Sea Witch Darya.

Lucy is a trans and lesbian girl.

Those next to Ludy are Erica and Darya, respectively.

Feel the love in the air with Ahisa! Ahisa is a little fairy from Limphea, her power is to make people fall in love/have good feelings because of her plant pheromones, which is why she is the fairy of passion.

Their group is Mirta the dark fairy of illusions, Alice the snow fairy, Jenny the Mirror Fairy and Lee-Hona the Singing Fairy.

Ahisa is often seen by Alphea helping young fairies and dark fairies find love.

Even though she is the passion fairy, Ahisa is aroace.

It's time to be gracious with Galathea, the fairy of grace! Galathea is part of a large business family in the capital region of Melody, the Ming family, her family is popular for having several famous singers and exceptional composers. Galathea loves her family, but doesn't really like being the center of attention.

His group are Miky the fairy of rocks, Francine the fairy of rivers, Ortencia the fairy of mind and Kimmy the dark fairy of thunder.

Galathea is pansexual, at the moment she is not in love with anyone… Except for a fairy who is becoming popular for having recently saved Alphea from the witches, one who has powers related to music.

The dark night fairy, Chimera! Chimera is the youngest of the royal family of Solaria, sister of Stella and Kyral, her power is eclipse fairy.

Chimera, for reasons of preference, went to Beta Academia, away from her sisters and the influence of her parents. She doesn't have a group yet, but she's trying her best to make friends.

She still doesn't know her sexuality, but that's not a concern for her.

The fairy who knows all things because of animals, Roxy! Roxy is the animal fairy, being the first of a new generation of fairies on planet Earth.

It's not very easy for her to make friends, but the Winx are helping her to make friends with her group.

Her group is Kyral, the fairy of falling stars, Clarice, the dark fairy of explosions, Loni, the fairy of electricity, and Cindy, the earthly fairy of frost.

It's quite common to see Roxy away from everyone and talking to the fairy animals, missing her Artu.

Roxy is asexual.

Little joke for Roxy:

And that's it guys, now until in a couple of weeks, take care and stay hydrated, bye!!!

[btsficsandsuch]

I'd like to request an OT7 reaction to you being on your period and having cramps<3

Here you go! I hope this is okay.

Reaction to Period Cramps

Jin:

He makes you all of your favorite meals, especially your favorite triple chocolate brownies with caramel frosting and he doesn’t even judge you when you eat three of them within minutes of each other. He knows that you’re going through a lot and if some brownies is what makes you feel better then so be it. Afterwards he’d cuddle in bed and rub your belly trying to trying to ease away the pain (and slight tummy ache from all the sugar but he’d never bring that part up).

Yoongi:

He was never really one for cuddling. He didn’t see how it would help with the pain but he did always make sure he had pain relievers on him in case you needed them and he’d always make sure you were hydrated because he knew dehydration could make the cramps worse. Then one month they were particularly bad. The pain relievers weren’t even making a dent. So when he came home and found you in bed with a heating pad wrapped around your mid section and noticed your tear stained cheeks he couldn’t help it and didn’t think twice before climbing in bed next to you gently pressing the heating pad on you to get more of the heat to your core. He laid there with you for a while until you were able to fall asleep and he realized maybe cuddling did have some healing properties after all.

Namjoon:

You’re surprised with how every month it seems like he’s telling you a new period fact. If you weren’t in so much pain you’d find it adorable. This month he’s going on about different vitamins you could try and then there’s this herbal tea that he read is supposed to be really helpful. Gently you took his phone and placed it on the stand next to him before taking his hand and placing it on your lower abdomen motioning for him to rub circles. He realized that was all you wanted and he happily obliged.

Hoseok:

You had texted him to let him know you were leaving work early due to your cramps. You just couldn’t take it any more. When you finally made it home you were greeted with the heavy aroma of pizza. You found the living room filled with all your favorite junk foods, the tv had your favorite movie ready to hit play, your comfiest hoodie and fuzzy socks were waiting for you on the couch, and he came walking out from the bedroom holding your favorite heated blanket and the teddy bear that you slept with every night.

Jimin:

You didn’t even have to say anything. He knew you were in pain thanks to how quiet you were. He quietly got up and walked towards the bedroom returning several minutes later. He held out his hand to you and then walked you to the bathroom where he had a hot bath waiting with some of your favorite vanilla scented bubble bath. He’d help you undress and get in the tub then he’d bring you a glass of wine and turn on a relaxing playlist for you. When you were done he’d help you into your comfy pajamas and then into bed so you could try and sleep away the pain.

Taehyung:

He’d be kind of lost. He tried buying you nice things but he knew that wouldn’t take away the pain. He’d rub your belly and bring you aspirin but that only helped momentarily. He even tried Jins famous brownie recipe that Jin swears helps his girlfriend but it didn’t seem to make you any happier. One day you found him laying next to you in bed tearing up. After questioning him he broke down and told you how he felt awful that he couldn’t make you feel better. You reassured him that it wasn’t his fault and you appreciated every little thing he did and sometimes just being next to him was all you needed.

Jungkook:

He would take you on walks around the city to get some exercise. He read that exercise can help ease cramps but he knew you wouldn’t want to set foot inside a gym right now so he thought this was a good way idea. Of course he’d stop and buy you some food from the street vendor you came across and then you’d sit down by the river talking for a while. After you told him that you were really tired he’d walk you back to the apartment and help you get in bed ready to cuddle until you both fell asleep for a much needed nap.

[newtthetranswriter]

Frosted Wings

Word count: 1168

Paring: Keigo Takami x reader

Summary: What was supposed to be a relaxing birthday turned into an interview and a meeting, neither of which Keigo wanted to deal with. Lucky for him, You’re there when he gets home to help brush off the snow, make some hot chocolate, and give cuddles

Warnings: Keigo calls reader dove, talk of over throwing the government, The hunger games movie mentioned, slight cursing

A/N: Hello and Happy Birthday to the lovely Hawks, who needs to be protected no matter what. Anyway, thanks to @keigotakamiz for the idea for this fic. I hope you all enjoy and remember to Hydrate or Diedrate.

    I had been waiting all day for Keigo to get home. What was supposed to be a relaxing day of watching movies and cuddling, turned into me sitting at home waiting for my boyfriend to return home. We had barely gotten settled for our movie marathon when the Hero Safety Commission called him in for some press thing they conveniently forgot to inform him about. It honestly can be so annoying having the few days off we get together, interrupted by those money hungry asshats. Plus we had this planned for months, he specifically requested the day off, so we could just relax and not worry about anything, and maybe just once let Keigo actually enjoy his birthday.

    Now instead of watching movies, I'm stuck watching my Lovely boyfriend answer the interviewer’s questions with scripted enthusiasm, but a faint look of exhaustion in his eyes. He truly mastered hiding his true feelings in public, but when he enters our shared home, the mask falls, and you can see how truly tired he is. I could only hope this would be over soon, and I could wrap my arms around his chest as we lay on the couch watching random movies drinking hot chocolate, the way we had planned in the first place.

    The interview took about an hour, which was then followed by Keigo being taken away for some ‘dumb meeting’ with the HSC, his words not mine. I could tell from the random texts that he just wanted out and after another two hours of brief texts about the meeting could have waited until he came back to work, I finally received a message saying he was finally on his way home. Feeling relief that he would be home soon, I got up to put the kettle on for some fresh hot chocolate. With the water heating, I set out our mugs and waited patiently for the Winged hero to get home.

   It didn’t take long for me to hear a soft thud on the patio, followed by the sliding door opened. “Holy shit, it’s freezing out there.” I heard as I turned to Keigo as entered our shared space. I took a second to take him in, he was still in his hero costume, as he had to wear it for any public appearance, but what really caught my eye was the light dusting of snow sticking to his feathers and hair. I quickly stood up to grab a towel and a blanket.

   “Damn Keigo, you shouldn’t have been flying if it’s snowing enough to stick to your wings. What would have happened if ice had a chance to form?” I said in concern, helping him get the snow out of his hair first. He just shrugged in response, accidentally sending some of the snow from his wings to the floor. “Don’t move your wings until we get the snow off, I don’t want to clean up a puddle.” I tapped his shoulder as I moved behind him to start brushing the snow into the towel I had in hand.

   “Sorry dove, you know I wouldn’t fly in this if I had a choice. Those dicks at the commission love using me as a sales tactic and don’t care about whether it’s safe for me to be out showing off.” Keigo responded, clearly upset that his employers cared more about money and looking good than the safety of their star hero.

   I frowned, knowing that even though he enjoys hero work, he just wants to be able to relax. “Hopefully soon you’ll be able to realize your dream, and heroes will have more time on their hands than they know what to do with.” I said, wiping the last of the snow off his wings. “Anyway, I got all the snow off, so why don’t you go change while I finish making the hot chocolate.” Keigo whispered a quick thanks before shedding his coat and heading to our room to put on some more comfortable clothes.

    While I was careful pouring the boiling water over the hot chocolate mix in the mugs on the counter, I heard the bedroom door close. Moments later, there was a sigh and soft thud from the living room, a tell-tale sign Keigo was changed and patently waiting on the couch. Finishing off the mugs of cocoa with some marshmallows and a candy cane in mine, I carefully walked them out to the tired pro slumped into the couch.

   “You know if you keep laying like that, you’re going to hurt your wings.” I said, pointing out how he had them folded to his back, lying directly on the joints where they connected to him. He just grumbled before sitting up and accepting the warm cup out of my hand. “So, what movie are we watching first? Figure since it’s your day, and it’s already been so wonderful, you can pick first.” Sarcasm gracing my sentence as I sat next to him on the couch.

   He stretched the wing closest to me out and wrapped it around me, pulling me into his side. Pausing a moment to enjoy the contact, before responding. “I was thinking maybe the Hunger Games, as I too would love to overthrow or corrupt government sometimes.” I moved to take a sip of my drink to cover my laugh before nodding in agreement. Keigo grabbed the remote off the table, playing the agreed upon movie, before setting the remote and his mug on the coffee table.

   I didn’t think much of it, thinking he was just taking a break from the drink, I just stayed focused on the movie. Jokes on me though, right as the opening played my mug was taken from my hands, set on the table and red overtook my vision. Keigo had set my cup down and completely enveloped me in his wings, pulling me to his chest as he adjusted to lay on his back with me on top of him, both of us cocooned in his wings. “Keigo, I thought you wanted to watch this?” I asked, confused by the sudden cuddle attack.

   “I did, but then I realized cuddling is a much better option.” He said, burying his face in my hair. I let out a soft chuckle, accepting it as it’s a regular event with the winged hero. “Plus, cuddling with you always makes my day better.” Keigo mumbled, placing a kiss to the crown of my head.

   I just sank deeper into his embrace, realizing that even though not much had happened today, I was exhausted. Before I feel asleep, I spoke one last time. “I love you Keigo, sorry your birthday wasn’t perfect.”

   As sleep took over, I felt him sleepily chuckle and heard his quiet response. “I love you too, dove. And every day with you is perfect no matter what.” With that, we both drifted off, completely content in each other's arms, forgetting the movie and the no longer hot chocolate sitting only feet away.

[novellafaire]

TWST BOYS AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

Just some headcanons on what I think they would be like as boyfriends ♡

Heartslabyul (here!) - Savanaclaw - Octavinelle - Scarabia - Pomefiore - Ignihyde - Diasomnia

• Sweet boy has never been in a relationship before

• easily flustered and wants everything to be perfect for you

• you’re always invited to Unbirthday parties!! Or any casual tea party

• will still scold you if you break any rules, but is noticeably softer on your “punishments” (Ace and Deuce call out favoritism constantly)

• he gives you a rose every date — your vase is never empty

• he tries to make sweets for you because he thinks they have more meaning that way… but he needs help so he always seeks out Trey’s assistance

• would totally help you study if you ever want!! Just know he won’t go easy on you, but only because he wants to see you succeed

• please save him from Floyd

• he gets jealous but he’s stubborn and won’t admit it; this leads to him having an even shorter temper, usually unleashed on the Adeuce duo

• high-key worried about what his mom would think of you, but decides that no matter what he would choose you

• sometimes he gets nightmares about his overblot and if he hurt you ):

• pls comfort him during those times

• speaking of comfort, he’s not used to giving (or receiving, for that matter) it so he may be a little awkward if you are upset but he’s really trying

• despite his temper, arguments don’t happen very often between you two

• he’s good about trying to communicate with you if he thinks there’s a potential problem

• will combust if you ever initiate PDA, it’s not that he dislikes it, he just prefers to keep such matters private

• Chen’ya loves to tease him

• Adeuce will try to use you as a scapegoat so they don’t get in as much trouble. It seldom works — Riddle still collars them

• Trey is very happy that Riddle has found someone he trusts and loves

• Cater thinks your relationship dynamic is adorable, and you’ll have to thank him for the candid pictures he gets of you and Riddle

• Riddle might be inexperienced, but he would genuinely do anything for you — even if it breaks the rules

• over all, sweet baby who is really trying his best for you ♡

• literal boyfriend material ™

• he’s such a good boyfriend it’s not even funny

• he’s always making sure you’re taking care of yourself (texts asking if you’ve eaten or have been staying hydrated are not uncommon)

• loves to spoil you with the sweets he makes, always curating it to your preferences

• if you don’t like sweets, that’s okay!! that’s what his unique magic is here for

• common dates for you guys’ include baking, obviously

• does the cute cliche thing where you get flour over each other or frosting on their cheek, kissing it off, basically you guys’ just have fun with it

• even though he’s a sweetheart, he does have a teasing streak — one that you aren’t protected from

• always worried that you’ll find him boring ):

• not a very jealous guy; he trusts you and can read situations really well

• Chen’ya loves to tease him [pt 2]

• Ace and Deuce sees you two as the parents of Heartslabyul, even if you aren’t a member of the dorm

• they will fake gag though if you two ever show PDA

• speaking of PDA, it’s not uncommon but it’s also never anything extreme — usually just hand holding, hugs, cheek kisses, etc.

• Riddle doesn’t outwardly show an opinion of you one way or another, but inside he’s genuinely happy for his childhood friend

• Cater thinks you guys are a cute couple

• Trey is actually really good at comforting people, especially since he has multiple siblings, so he’s always there for you whenever you need a shoulder to lean on

• his presence alone is just really comforting

• arguments are also uncommon because Trey is good at reading your emotions

• they only happen if you’re both stressed, but the issue is resolved relatively quick

• he would also love for you to meet his family and their bakery!! both mean a lot to him, just as you do

• all in all, Trey would be such an amazing boyfriend and you can’t convince me otherwise ♡

• magicam power couple!!

• actually, he wouldn’t post as many pictures of you guys’ as you would think

• don’t get him wrong, he adores showing you off

• but some pictures he just thinks are too personal to share with the world, and he rather leave them for your guys’ eyes only

• that said, he does still take a lot of pictures of you and/or with you

• he can’t help it, he just thinks you’re so beautiful

• matching outfits!!!

• he’s very playful, and is always down to try new things

• he would NEVER push you out of your comfort zone, however

• he’s normally a fan of PDA, never shying away from having you wrapped up in his arms or pressing a cute kiss to your cheek, but he will limit himself to whatever you’re comfortable with

• he’s also not that jealous of a person, because he trusts you and your relationship

• however, there are still moments where his insecurities get to him

• he’ll try to play it off by playfully whining to get your attention, but deep down he really does need that reassurance

• you’re his source of comfort, a place where he doesn’t need to have any mask on, a place where he could be plain ol’ Cater and not be worried about it

• speaking of comfort, he’s great at reading the room and being able to recognize your emotions

• he would try to distract you from whatever is bothering you, but if that doesn’t work, he’ll gladly be there for you to vent your emotions

• arguments are also pretty rare between you guys, but when they happen they can get nasty and hurtful words may be thrown

• usually this just means you two need alone time to cool off, and then you’re able to make up really easily and come to an understanding

• Ace and Deuce can be lowkey disgusted by how lovey-dovey you guys can get, but Cater just finds their reactions funny

• Trey and Riddle would just smile and shake their heads at his antics

• not going to lie, he’s extremely hesitant for you to meet his family

• only because of his sisters though

• he knows they can be pushy and even judgmental at times, and he doesn’t want you to have to deal with that

• in conclusion, Cater is a very fun boyfriend, who also knows when to be serious ♡

• first off, when he realized he had a crush on you, he was in denial, denial, denial

• bro refused to admit he had a crush

• he did finally confess though (probably accidental tbh) and now he’s the brattiest [affectionately] boyfriend out there

• he’s been in a relationship before, but he never caught feelings like this

• his defense mechanism for dealing with this new feeling? teasing the ever-living crap out of you

• just because he’s your boyfriend, don’t think you’re safe from his pranks

• if anything you’ve become his new main target

• he is such a tease; it’ll be rare for him to give you a proper compliment, but it does happen occasionally

• but he would never go too far ( he does sometimes get extremely close to treading the line, tho)

• he would love it if you came to his basketball games though!! you cheering him on would give him even more of a boost to do his best

• he may drag you into trouble with him, but he wouldn’t ditch you

• small arguments are common between you two, but they never last that long

• most of the dates with him will be adventurous or filled with chaos, so be prepared

• he can be chill sometimes as well though, content to simply watch a movie or show with you

• this is especially true if you’re upset

•he’ll try to make you laugh, but if that doesn’t work then it’s one of the few times where he’ll get serious and really try to comfort you, even if it isn’t his strong suit

• he is constantly vying for your attention, so he’s easily jealous

• he’ll be super bratty about it too, always pouting and annoying you even more, instead of admitting his true feelings

• however, if you were ever in trouble, he would be there to protect you in a heartbeat

• is not above beating someone up or pranking them if they bothered you

• when it comes to PDA, he’s pretty open about it

• almost always has his arm draped around your shoulders

• gets even more touchy when he’s jealous

• you’re really close to Deuce as well, which can sometimes spark arguments between him and Ace

• Riddle just hopes you can keep Ace out of trouble

• Trey hopes that as well, for both of your guys’ sakes

• Cater finds your guys’ antics amusing, and will sometimes even record them

• Ace has definitely mentioned you to his brother before, who was shocked to hear that his little brother actually found someone he genuinely likes

• over all, Ace is a really fun boyfriend who may be annoying at times, but he’ll always be there for you and will make you smile ♡

• Deuce is such a sweet boy

• he’s trying so hard to be an honor student, and this mindset bleeds over into him wanting to be the best boyfriend he can for you

• dates with him can be either really exhilarating — such as riding on a blastcycle with him

• or they can be really chill where you guys just hang out and chat

• he’ll be eternally grateful if you help him study, or at least study with him

• he’s easily flustered, and so he may stumble a lot with his actions, but they always have the sweetest intentions

• that said, he would fight to the bitter end to protect your name

• if he ever heard someone talk bad about you, best believe he’s not caring about his “honor student” dream, cause he’s going to fight them

• will also always be there to protect you

• even though his memory may not be the greatest, he’ll try his hardest to remember things you like or don’t like

• when it comes to jealousy… he’s conflicted

• on one hand he trusts you so he knows he shouldn’t feel that way

• but on the other hand he simply can’t help it; those feelings are just inherent to his nature

• chances are he’ll probs become a little more distant when he’s jealous cause he’s worried about messing things up

• this gets resolved relatively quick

• arguments don’t happen very often between you guys’, usually only if there’s was a misunderstanding or stress got to be too much

• Riddle hopes you’ll be a good influence on him

• Trey and Cater are just content that he’s happy

• Ace will tease you guys’ to death, and will act grossed out at the slightest showcasing of affection

• deep down tho, Ace is happy for you guys’ — both of you are his best friends, after all

• your happiness = his happiness

• he’ll try his best to be a gentleman around you

• meaning he avoids PDA in fear of accidentally pushing your boundaries

• when his emotions get the better of him, such as when he’s excited, then he won’t even think about it and will pull you in a hug no matter where you are

•only later does he realize what he did and gets embarrassed

• also, best believe his mom heard all about you before you guys even started dating

• he can’t wait for you to meet her, and it would mean the world if you two got along

• he would cry tears of joy

• in conclusion, Deuce would be an incredibly sweet and protective boyfriend ♡

[multifan2022]

Golden Lies 7

Im gonna apologize now..

PART 1 PART 2 PART 3 PART 4 PART 5 PART 6

My Masterlist

The next morning when you woke up, Hardin had laid you down and was gathering all of your things. You were tucked into the sleeping bag, and Hardin had his jeans and sweater on. The temp had dropped again overnight, everything around you looked frosted. “It got colder last night, probably down in the twenties. I think they are hoping people will freeze to death, or their bodies go into shock from the temperature difference. Thankfully we are used to it.” 

Hardin's words were soft, like he was worried about spooking you. You nodded, standing and rolling the bag up. Your jeans were thrown on before you stood and looked around. Your mind was slightly scrambled still but you were doing your best to not show it. “We should move, we need to find some water to clean you off so we can treat your cuts again.” Hardin said as he slowly reached for your hand, he was thankful when you didn't flinch away from him. 

Just like the day before, it got hotter and hotter. The grass around you was now dead and brown. The leaves falling from the trees as they dried up, meaning shady spots were far and few between. You held your jackets up to shield yourself from the sun when you could, but you were getting tired. Your shoulders and cheeks were starting to turn red and burn, but more importantly you were dehydrated. 

The one bottle of water Haymitch had sent was long gone. By the time the sun was high in the sky you could hear babbling. You both walked faster as you found a pond, small in comparison to the Superior Waters (Lake Superior) that you lived near. But it didn't matter, you leaned down and smelled the water, relieved to realize it was fresh. When Hardin went to dunk his head you stopped him, your mind turning slowly. 

“We have no way to know it's not poisoned, and even if it's not it could have bacteria that would kill us faster than the lack of water.” You sat back trying to figure out what to do as a now familiar beeping was heard. You looked up blinded by the sun as a parachute slowly fell from the sky. 

When you opened it you found another note and water purifying tablets. ‘Drink up, Look around.’ It didn't take you but a few seconds to start looking for your canteen. Two tablets, two now full bottles of water, two semi hydrated tributes. Once you cooled down slightly from the cold water the second part of the note came back to your mind. 

You stood looking around, Haymitch obviously could see something he thought would help you. It took a long time, but eventually you saw a black hole. “It looks like there's an opening over there, maybe it's a cave? A cave would be cooler than out here, but we would have to swim across..” You talked out loud as you thought. 

Hardin didn't have time to speak before you were pushing your jeans off and toeing your boots off. Your body plunged under the water and thankfully it was clear enough for him to watch you swim over. After a few minutes you swam back and smiled up at him. “It's a cave, it's empty. I'll take our stuff over there so it doesn't get wet. Watch for anyone then you can follow me.”

~

The cave had helped tremendously. Your bodies cooled down out of the sun, and the rock floor felt amazing. Another bottle of water and some of the rations made you feel like you were at the peak of your strength. Well what strength you were going to have after being in here for who knows how long. 

Hardin had fallen asleep, as you watched the cave's mouth, listening for any signs that someone was in the water. There was only a small lip that kept the water out of the cave, any change in the water outside would result in water falling to the rock floor inside. An easy give away for anyone hiding inside. 

He had been acting distant and twitchy all day, like he was trying to hide something from you. The entire day and yesterday he wouldn't walk in front of you, always behind. He was quiet too, almost too quiet. But you figured maybe watching you smash Bauers face in had traumatized him. Maybe he was looking at you differently and now didn't know how to talk to you. 

But when he started mumbling and it was all slurred together your heart sank. You flew off the ground and over to him, your jeans ripping a little as you fell to the ground next to him. “Hardin.. Hardin wake up.” You said as you rolled him over, shaking him and tapping his face. When his dark brown eyes opened they were glossy and lost looking. 

You shook your head as tears started to fall, you hadn't seen him look this lost since he first got sick. Your hands trembled as you grabbed his bag, ripping things out as you looked for the gold bag. When you didn't find it you started emptying his pockets, “Where is it.. WHERE IS IT!” You yelled your voice echoing off the cave walls. 

Haymitch looked down, his eyes stinging slightly. He had watched Hardin take his last pill three days ago. Even though it only seemed like 6 days in the arena it had been almost 10 since you lifted from your tube. Hardin had stretched his 5 pills out to last 7 days without realizing it. He figured the boy just took it when his body told him too, but the last one had been 3 days ago. 

He had begged and pleaded with the game makers to do the feast early. But they said no, there were still 8 districts in play, it was too early. Then he had begged to allow more medication as a sponsor gift, but was again denied. That time he was told if he didnt let it go he would lose his clearance to work for your district at all. And he couldnt afford to lose that, so he was forced to let it go. 

He and Chaff watched as Hardin grabbed your hand and shook his head. He had a sad smile on his face as he wiped tears from your cheeks. “You're going to have to kill me.” Haymitches head dropped to his hands, he knew that this would be the breaking point for you. This would either kill you, or give you the final push to win. When he heard the disbelief and pain in your voice, he was worried it would be what killed you. 

“What did you just say?!!?” You said in disbelief, shaking your head as you pushed yourself up off the ground. Hardin sat up, his head spinning as he closed his eyes. He knew what he was asking was horrible, but he had too. He had to make you understand that this was the only way. 

“Y/n.. I ran out of pills.. I don't even know how many real days it's been since I took one. I'm starting to hallucinate.. I don't want to die slowly. It's the only way.” 

You scoffed and looked at him, “Oh my god you're serious..” You watched him look at you with pleading eyes. “No.. No I won't do it.. If I can find the other tributes.. If I can get rid of more of them, we can make it till the feast. They might give you more during the feast..” You were rambling, you knew that, but your mind was trying to do anything but think about him dying. 

“There's.. There's what nine.. Ten people left? 7 maybe 8 districts.. If I can find the girls from 2, 6 and 7 and the boy from 8 that will drop it down to 4 districts and they can do the feast with 4.. That's what I'll do.. I'll start hunting, you stay here.” You walked over, throwing your shirt on and checking your bag as Hardin's hand grabbed your wrist. 

“Don't ask this of me.. It's too much..” Your voice cracked at the end as he stopped you from leaving. You looked up at him, both of you had tears in your eyes. He bit his lip, trying to think of what he could say to make you think straight. 

“If you leave, and I start to hallucinate again, I could try to leave. I would drown or someone would find me stumbling around the woods like I did back home.” He grabbed your face and forced you to look at him when you turned back to your bag. “What If I'm here hallucinating and someone gets in and kills me. They could then wait and by the time you realized someone was in here it would be too late. You could win this, but you're gonna have to go on without me.”

You shook your head as it fell to his chest, his arms wrapped around you. You felt his lips press against your head as he squeezed. “I'm sorry.. I tried holding off on taking them.. I think I probably stretched it a few days. I only had 5 to start with, not ten like I said. If I'm going to die, I would prefer it to be quick and by your hands.. Don't let them kill me. Don't let this sickness kill me..” 

It was quiet between the two of you for a while, you knew he had made his mind up. And you knew he was right, you couldn't leave him on his own. You definitely didn't want the careers finding him, they would drag it out. Make their own game of killing him. When you pulled away you nodded and spoke softly, “Lets go.. See if we can find somewhere to watch the sunrise like we do at home..” 

~~

The two of you made your way from the cave, walking silently trying to find a cliff or an edge that overlooked the arena. When you walked the trees started to thin and the world seemed to start to shimmer. You had no idea what was happening, as the game makers changed the arena around you. 

There was constant information coming in about how the citizens of the Capitol wanted the games to go. It helped the Game makers change things around to appease them. They knew when things were getting too boring, or who they were hoping would win. Who they didn't like, and who they wanted gone. 

And right now, there was a lot of sympathy going around for the Capitols ‘Little Goddess’. 

So Morel Pitpetal, the lead game maker, had decided to set the scene. He pulled up what a sunrise from district 9 looked like. He found that the part of the district you lived in was right on Superior waters. And he had to admit that the sunrise there was one of the best he had ever seen. Maybe even better than the ones here in the Capitol. 

So he started taking trees out of your path, leading you to a clearing filled with large rocks. When you reached it your breath stopped. “This looks just like back home..” Hardin said as he looked up at the sky, even though he knew it was the middle of the day the sun was rising again. Trees behind the two of you, and a rocky cliff with waves splashing up in front of you.  (picture up top, is actually Lake Superior #GoMichigan)

You sat down, trying to even out your breathing. You were trying to force yourself into whatever part turned on when you killed someone. It felt like you had two personalities, the one that hated being here.. And the one that was born for this. The second one being what you needed right now. 

As the sun unnaturally rose, orange, pink and purple filled the sky as you and your best friend watched the waves crash onto the rocks. It was silent, in a comfortable way. But you knew you needed to get on with it, the game makers wouldn't let you just sit here. Hardin knew that too, because as you stood up he spoke softly. “Remember that spot we found on the beach? The part that we weren't technically supposed to be at?” 

“This is going to be heartbreaking.. I can't imagine how this must feel for her.”

“Yeah.. I remember..” You said as you moved to stand behind him, you placed your hands on his shoulders. Tears filled your eyes as you looked out over the water. You were surprised to feel how relaxed Hardin's body was, like he had fully accepted it was his time. “I know you cant really bury me.. But put something there so it's always marked for us.. And try to win, don't let this be what gets you killed.. Please..” 

You nodded, even though he couldn't see it. You knew this needed to be fast, and done perfectly to prevent him from suffering. If you did it wrong his brain would fight for his body to recover and it would take him at least two minutes for his brain to start to turn off from lack of oxygen. If you did this wrong, he would suffer in silence for the last five minutes of his life. 

But if you did it correctly, up and at just the right angle you could sever his spinal cord. This would result in instant death, which is what you needed to happen. “I love you Hardin.. You're the brother I never got to have.. I don't know how I'll go on without you.. But I promise to try.”

He sniffled a little, knowing he wouldn't get to see whatever happened next in your life. He just hoped that there really was an afterlife for people like his mom had always said. "You and I will meet again, when we're least expecting it, one day in some far off place, I will recognize your face, I won't say goodbye my friend, for you and I will meet again."

You didn't give yourself the chance to start crying. Nor did you give him the chance to speak again, afraid that whatever he said next would break you. Side stepping quickly, one hand landed on his cheek running down to his chin just as the other reached the top of his head. Pulling down with your left arm and pushing up with the right, it took all your strength before you heard it. 

CRACK

Haymitch, Chaff, Mags, Finnick, Cashmere, Brutus, President Snow, Seneca Crane, all the game makers and everyone watching at home watched as you slowly lowered Hardin's body to the ground. They could all see you shaking as you reached for his neck, checking for a pulse. 

When the cannon went off alerting you to the death of your friend, they all watched you vomit into the water. They watched as you sobbed loudly, screaming in pain as you clutched your chest. This was a feeling none of them knew, Mags was crying into her hands. 

Sure the victors had all killed people, they were all winners of the games. Each of them had blood on their hands, but never like this. Never had any of them had to mercy kill someone, never killed someone they grew up with. 

The pain in your scream was something different then the pain of winning this game. Something different than the pain of being sold for others pleasure. All of their hearts went out to you, Finnick couldn't imagine killing Mags. Enobaria didn't really like Brutus, but never thought about killing him. 

Haymitch knew he would rather die than kill Chaff. Cashmere would never ever be able to kill Gloss. But here was an 18 year old girl, who had killed 3 other people to protect someone. Someone she ended up having to kill in the end anyways. The only thing that they could think after that was that if someone else won, it wouldn't be as deserved as if you did. 

Seneca Crane watched with three other men from inside his apartment. They all looked at each other, nodding with sadistic grins. It had finally been decided between the four of them, they would do what needed to be done to get this girl out of the arena. 

She was the one they had been waiting for.. And they wouldn't wait any longer. 

And with that, Crane stood, straightened his jacket and went to find Haymitch Abernathy. 

~

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@avis15 @liballer @avoxrising

[paunchbunny]

trans girlfriend who hypnotizes you into thinking a stick of butter is a healthy snack and to stay hydrated you should try to get in around eight cups of cream a day. you buy half a dozen pints of ice cream for easy lunches during the week and munch on cookies dipped in frosting while you work. you don’t understand why you always feel so bloated lately. maybe you need to eat healthier? you’ve heard it’s better to add healthy food than to restrict, so you try to make sure you’re buying plenty of fatty meat and always have some candy in your purse for if you get hungry. your girlfriend is happy to help you in your quest to eat better, always suggesting good choices at restaurants like an extra large basket of fries with a chocolate shake. when your belly feels hard and sore after a meal? she rubs it for you and whispers soothingly in your ear about how good it is for you to take care of yourself and how good it is for you to let her take care of you.

i am so grateful the tgirlfriend fairy blessed my inbox with my own evil tgirlfriend god i wish women were real

[tropefic]

Fever is a classic trope, but many people aren’t aware of how to accurately write it in detail. So, here’s some temperature and treatment reference info for all your fever whump needs:

Temperature ranges (degrees F)

(Note that symptoms stack as fever progresses, so anything in the lowest tier will be potentially applicable through the highest tier; I’m not gonna re-type all symptoms for every level if it’s been stated before)

(a) 97 - 98.9 degrees—Normal temperature;

Someone who has a normal temperature but is beginning to develop a fever (temperature increasing) may experience mild symptoms, including body aches, irritability, sensitivity to sensory input (sound, light, touch), fatigue, etc.

(b) 99 - 99.9 degrees—Mild / “low grade” fever

Usually accompanied by mild symptoms (see above). May also start to feel hot/cold, prickly skin, general malaise, or slightly worsened versions of symptoms listed above. Likely to have decreased appetite, possible nausea.

If this is the start of their illness, symptoms may develop for the first time that are not strictly fever related (sore throat, cough, nausea, etc).

Treat with rest and over the counter (OTC) medication. Cold/flu medicine, tylenol, ibuprofen, etc all work.

(c) 100 - 101.9 degrees—A classic Fever(TM)

This is your stereotypical fever. It’s clinically significant (in medical diagnostics) but should be treatable at home/not severe enough to require immediate intervention by a doctor.

Symptoms include feeling generally shitty (all of above symptoms), paleness in the face, dark circles, chills and/or sweats, fatigue, shaking, muscle and joint pain, headaches, nausea and vomiting, weakness, lightheadedness, dizziness, ringing ears, etc. At the higher end of this temperature range, fever dreams may be experienced (though more common at higher temps).

Lots of water and clear fluids are needed to stay hydrated. Unlikely to want food, so soups are a good option for nutrition. Plain crackers can calm nausea. Requires treatment with OTC medications to prevent fever from becoming worse. A cool damp cloth on the forehead may help keep the fever from progressing and can provide comfort if feeling overheated.

If they’re feeling cold, provide multiple light and breathable layers of sheets/blankets. Avoid any materials that trap moisture and replace damp or sweaty clothes when possible. May need help standing or walking to use the washroom.

It is possible to try to care for yourself at this point, but dangerous if no one knows to check on them as it can get worse quickly and with little warning.

(d) 102 - 103 degrees—High fever

This is the upper limit of a “safe” fever and should be treated immediately and monitored carefully. Higher than 103 becomes dangerous (more on that below) and shouldn’t be treated at home.

Significant symptoms. All previously listed are possible and more likely (and occur with greater intensity)—feels colder, shaking more, sweating more, you get the idea.

At this point they will be sleeping more than not. Any periods of awareness will be hazy and very unpleasant. Brain is not processing normally, and may become delirious. May have fever dreams and/or hallucinations (auditory, visual, etc). Periods of awareness/awakeness are more likely to be only half conscious, and memory may be affected.

It is not possible to care for yourself independently at this level—a caretaker is required. Fluids are essential to prevent dehydration, which is one of the biggest dangers. An IV may be necessary if they can’t drink water. The other major goal is to control the temperature and, at minimum, prevent temperature from rising (if not to get it to go down). OTC medications can still be used, but should be combined with use of a cool cloth, ice packs (wrapped in a light towel to prevent frost burn), and other methods of manual cooling.

Keeping the head cool is the most important (to prevent brain damage), but cooling the abdomen (vital organs) is also important. Cool cloths and ice packs can be placed under the armpits, over the stomach, on the hips/groin, and on the neck in addition to the standard forehead placement.

If the fever is still rising and cannot be controlled, then it’s time to go to the hospital. Waiting until it hits the next level will mean an ambulance trip, so better to take them in for treatment now (unless you want them to suffer more hehe).

(e) 103.1 - 104 degrees—Danger Zone

This should no longer be managed at home. A doctor is required for the best outcomes. An IV for hydration is likely required to replace fluids lost from sweating (especially if sweating a lot or throwing up).

Symptoms become more severe. Consciousness is limited and awareness is impaired. Almost guaranteed to be delirious and disoriented, if conscious at all.

At this point, there are a number of dangers: dehydration (can be deadly), unconsciousness (distinct from sleep, may lead to a coma), difficulty breathing, uncontrolled swelling that may impede breathing or blood flow to organs, seizures, abnormal heart rhythm, heart attack, etc.

(f) 104.1 - 105 degrees—Life Threatening with possible brain damage

Fevers this severe are life threatening and almost always indicate an underlying issue that has been missed or has gotten out of control. Some causes include internal bleeding, severe infection (infection of an organ, wound, surgical site, etc), severe heat stroke, extreme physical exhaustion, and similar.

This requires hospitalization. If not already at a hospital, an ambulance should be called immediately. Past 104 degrees, brain damage becomes a distinct possibility, and at 105 degrees some brain damage will absolutely occur. The more severe the fever, and the longer it goes on, the worse the damage and the more likely it is to be permanent.

(g) 105.1+ degrees—Severely life threatening to certain death

The average human can tolerate an internal temperature of up to 107 degrees F at an absolute maximum before significant brain damage, seizures, and death occur.

Note that maximum survivable temperature varies person to person. Most people can survive 105 degrees F, but this is still considered life threatening/potentially deadly.

106 - 107 may be survivable, but it depends heavily on the person and circumstances. This range can easily kill someone. 108 degrees is almost guaranteed to cause death, usually from related complications (usually from brain damage). Fevers of 108-112 are very rarely survived. There have been only a handful of reported survivors who experienced a maximum temperature of 115 degrees F. For 99.9% of people, a temperature of over 107 degrees means death.

People who survive fevers that exceeded 105 degrees F will have a much more difficult recovery and usually some degree of brain damage. The higher the temperature and longer the duration at that level, the worse the damage will be. It is possible to recover from brain damage to a degree, but it is rare to impossible to make a 100% full recovery after brain damage occurs.

[smokyvrbada]

❄Things about Cryomancers❄

Summary: headcanons about cryomancer lore, characteristics, etc., a little bit of canon stuff at the beginning

Pre-MK11 ret-con: cryomancer lineages originate in Earthrealm, and cryomancy is seen as an elder god's blessing; several populations around the world, with those in Lin Kuei being the most powerful.

Post-MK11 ret-con: cryomancer lineages originate from ancient Outworld (Edenian) bloodlines that are exiled to Earthrealm; one such group of cryomancers that was drawn to the colder climate of Arctika founded the Lin Kuei.

The old Lin Kuei monitored every single cryomancer outside the clan they could possibly find, mainly using them to keep the gene pool strong.

^ However, female cryomancers were considered "weak" by the Lin Kuei, and were seen beneficial if they had sons with the cryomancer gene (Hydro's mother for example); male cryomancers on the other hand were subsequently taken into the clan.

Cryomancers have heightened senses of touch; it helps them decipher how powerful they make their coldness and its products (weapons, ice-balls, etc.)

Underdeveloped cryomancer abilities are not unheard of, but are uncommon; Hydro is a prime example of this, whereas Rain is an actual hydromancer and not a cryomancer.

Have very slow metabolisms and do not need to eat as often as average humans, but still need to eat as much, quantity wise; Bi-Han holds the record of any Lin Kuei to go the longest without food during a mission, which was 32 days.

Cryomancers have a limit to how much heat they can stand, but it varies from person to person; around 65-70° F is the average tapping out point.

MUST hydrate 24/7 to keep their bodies cool and heighten their abilities.

Sharper and longer cuspids (canine teeth); ancient cryomancer diets were mostly carnivorous. Bi-Han and Hydro have more noticable fangs than Kuai Liang and Frost do.

Most abilities are strongly based around emotions, more with feelings of happiness, sadness, and anger; these mainly manifest in the form of icicles and frost, either on the cryomancer's body or their surroundings.

Each cryomancer has their own unique ice crystal (snowflake) pattern formation; its sort of like fingerprints, no two cryomancers are able to create the same pattern.

Seemingly have their own 'climate' that can alter the spaces around them; some cryomancers have more noticeable 'cold auras' than others, like Bi-Han.

Pure-blood cryomancers are extremely rare in the modern day; Bi-Han, Kuai Liang, Hydro, and Frost are all half-cryomancer. The Sub-Zeroes' grandfather (aka 1st Sub-Zero) and their father were pure-blood cryomancers, and so was Hydro's mother.

Cryomancers tend to be larger (taller, bulkier) than the average human; Hydro (6' 7") and Bi-Han (6' 5") were absolute units. Kuai Liang (5'11"-6'0) and Frost (5'6") are (sorta) exceptions, but both are still very powerful.

[julieverne]

"How am I supposed to survive without my best friend."

It echoed through her brain, like a song she couldn't evict.

She'd pushed Jane to be with Casey, but she'd never thought he'd be stupid enough to propose. Never thought Jane would be stupid enough to accept - which she hadn't yet, not yet, but she was wearing the ring, and she was giddy. Maura dropped her scalpel and walked over to the sink, expelling more stomach contents, even though she'd already done so twice.

"You should go home, Doctor Isles," Susie said, looking concerned. She knew how observant Susie was, knew Susie had to know what had brought on this sudden and unfortunate nausea. Between Jane and Frost, it had been an awful, awful day. Maura nodded and made a call, to have someone come in to HQ to take over from her. She stayed until she could do an adequate handover. She pulled over twice on the way home, heaving and sweating. Maybe she was coming down with something? There had to be a physical reason for this response.

But her temperature was normal, so she took a nice, warm shower, took some medication and took herself to bed.

---

When she woke up, Jane was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hand on Maura's forehead. It was still light outside, and Maura was disoriented.

"You don't have a fever, but Chang said you were throwing up. I got you this." Jane helped Maura to sit up, handed her some kind of green concoction in a takeaway cup. Maura sipped it. It was juice, heavy on the vegetables and would help her regain some of the nutrients she'd lost earlier, as well as hydrate her. She sipped again and looked around. It was only past lunchtime, yet Jane was here. "You need me to stay?" Jane asked, one of her hands rubbing absently over Maura's back. Maura could feel the metal of the ring touching her, and she retched again. Jane grabbed a wastepaper basket and held it as Maura threw up green into it, holding Maura's hair out of the way.

"I'm calling out," Jane said, once Maura had finished, pulling out her phone. Maura nodded weakly, lying back down, too worn out to go and brush her teeth again even though she knew she should - the enamel - but she was asleep in moments.

She woke briefly a few times, each time feeling the hand with the ring rubbing her back. Each time retching with nothing left to discard. Each time hearing Jane's voice say sweet nothings to her.

She woke properly in the evening. Her mouth felt like someone else had thrown up in it, and she tried to get to her shaky feet to go brush her teeth. Jane appeared from somewhere and helped her to the bathroom, loading the toothbrush for her, watching anxiously as Maura gagged again.

"I made you some soup," Jane said, when Maura was done, and she could smell it, even from here. It made her stomach turn again, and Jane looked disappointed. "You're dehydrated," Jane noted, looking at Maura's dry lips. "You have to have something." Maura shook her head and pushed Jane out of the room so she could use it in privacy. When she came out, Jane was holding Tylenol and a glass of water, and Maura took both thankfully, grateful also for Jane's arm slipping around her waist to help her back to the bed.

"Frost feels bad for yelling at you," Jane said. "He's been checking in every hour. Korsak too, and Chang." Maura settled under the sheets, and this time there was no ring on Jane's hand when it rubbed her back.

"Maybe I could... try the soup?" Maura suggested, and Jane jumped to her feet and scurried away. Maura checked her phone and sat up, feeling her stomach complain, tense and empty. She messaged Susie back, and Frost and Korsak. The same message for all three.

There were seventeen missed calls from Jane, and a number of increasingly distressed messages. Her absence had been noted - but then, she'd never walked away from an open case before, one that didn't involve the Doyle's at least.

Jane came bustling in with a tray, soup and toast carefully balanced, placing it over Maura's lap. She felt Maura's forehead again, sitting next to her.

"I watered it down and blended it up, so it shouldn't hurt if you can't keep it down." Jane looked worried still, her deep brown eyes creased at the edges, her smile a little too tight. Maura sipped at it; really, soup in bed was an unbelievably bad idea, but she managed to keep it down.

"Stomach bug?" Jane asked when she took the tray. Maura shrugged and lay down again, exhausted. She felt the bed shift, felt Jane nervously join her a few minutes later.

"I'm right here if you need anything," Jane said. "Stay on your side, in case you vomit again."

"You're not worried about me throwing up on you?" Maura asked, rolling over to face Jane, catching her face for an instant before she snapped the bedside lamp off. Jane's face was stricken and tender, and Maura didn't know what to do with that.

"I've had worse," Jane said, and rolled to face Maura, letting her hand stroke Maura's back again. "I can't marry him, can I?" Jane asked, and she couldn't be oblivious to the way Maura tensed at the question but her hand didn't pause at all. "He just likes the idea of me. He doesn't see the long hours, the long nights. And if I married him, I wouldn't have..." Jane trailed off, and the stroking of Maura's back became even softer, even gentler, more of a caress. "I wouldn't have this," Jane said quietly.

"You could go with him. You could have children," Maura whispered, feeling the bile rise in her again. Why couldn't she just be happy for her best friend?

"I can't leave Boston. Everyone I love is here."

"Except Casey."

"He's not..." Jane sighed. "When you said what you said earlier, about surviving without me, you absolutely would. You're not the same person I met. You have Ma, and my brothers, and my team, and Susie. You have Hope and Cailin and Constance. I'm just one person."

"You're more," Maura insisted.

"And you're just one person, and Casey is just one person, but I wouldn't trade you for a thousand Casey's. Not a million." Jane's hand gripped Maura's shoulder blade, fierce and possessive. In the morning, Maura might not remember exactly what was said, but she'd remember how it felt. "And that's what he was asking. I like Casey. I think I love him. But you..." Maura was drifting back to sleep, but she could have sworn she felt Jane's lips press against her temple as she did. "You're the only person I need."

[0oolookitsme]

Best Gift and Waffles

Type- One Shot

Verse- @sunandherflores 's Harry and Y/n with their cutie of a baby, Arjun.

Warnings- None! Just fluff.

Word Count- 2.8k

A/N- Here's your birthday gift, Pyari. I love you so much <33 (I hope I did your verse justice)

Description- It's y/n's birthday, Harry ends up being assigned the duty of making waffles every time they'll be planned to be made, and Juno's gift is termed as the best she's ever received.

Arjun was the one most excited for this day and there’s no bluff in that.

As soon Harry’s eyes open and he relives a few moments of his life, he comes to the conclusion that it’s his wife’s birthday today and that he’s going to do his best to make it happier than the last one. He’s sure that his son will help him make that decision become obliviously possible.

As he turns on his side to take a look at y/n, he immediately huffs when he sees Arjun clinging onto her abdomen like a koala bear. Did he even sleep last night or stayed awake in the worry that Harry will surely forget to wake him up so that he’d be the first one to wish her? Well… he did almost forget that but still. Going back onto his back, he starts wondering what should he make for breakfast.

Not sure if he should wake Arjun up, he gets up making little to no movements and curses in surprise when his feet meet the cold floor, wondering if should take out those fuzzy socks for his son already.

With slight moisty-padding sounds of his feet, he exits the room while making sure he doesn’t shut the door- just in case that little munchkin decides to join him. That’d be very pleasant actually, but he can only hope that both of his loves get their full sleep. Did y/n think what the day ahead of her would look like while she was awake? He’ll make sure to ask what she guessed if she did.

It’s raining outside, or maybe it rained not so long ago as the raindrops on the window race with each other to reach the bottom. Opening them, he sees that it’s indeed raining and although Y/n does like a cool dark day, she loves a sunny day. He can only hope that the clouds would tear apart from each other and let at least a tad bit of sun shine fall onto the land which surely has water puddles on it here and there.

He pours a glass of fresh water into the water boiling machine placed at the corner of the slab, and shuts its lid, switching it on. Proceeding his walk towards the fridge, he looks into it to see if he can find anything that could make a good breakfast along with the cut up slice of lemon he had put in yesterday.

Before his eyes can search any further for lemons in lost hopes for any breakfast inspiration, his eyes land on the box in which Y/n had stored the waffle batter. Though he feels a little guilty for not putting in efforts which all belong to him, he cuts himself some slack and moves onto taking out the waffle maker from the lower cupboards and cooking spray from the cupboards above. He’s supposed to leave the batter to come to a normal temperature, so he pours in the hot water in his mug and drops that slice of lemon he found in the door of the fridge.

He isn’t much of a person to drink these kind of things but due to humidity and sweat from his practice sessions, pimples have been popping up on his skin and he hadn’t been hydrating very well as of lately either, resulting in chapped lips. It was y/n who had lectured him into starting to drink a cup of lemon water, guaranteeing that his skin would go back to being clear and to put two drops of mustard oil in his belly button to get rid of those cracked lips.  

Jumping down from the kitchen counter, he puts the mug beside the sink and starts to spray the cooking oil onto the waffle maker. Making sure to preheat the oven to 300 degrees.

As the waffle bakes until it turns golden brown, he prepares the frosting, but not before struggling to find that tiny bottle of vanilla essence. Adding some milk for the consistency he had desired, he finally stepped back at the sound of oven’s ‘ding’ and smiles when he sees the waffle through the blurry glass.  

He takes it out with a gloved hand and then takes out a spoon to spread the frosting over it. And, he’s doing just that when turns on his heels, grabbing onto the slab with all his might upon hearing a light weird sound. But just as immediately, he realizes that it was his son yawning soundly and lets out a deep sigh of relief, shaking his head while Arjun tries his very best to lower the sound of his hearty laughter.

“Shh,” Harry cautions, while his sheepish smile gives away that he’s embarrassed.

“Good morning, daddy,” Arjun laughs out, climbing up onto the counter to press a kiss on both of his cheeks. Harry greets back and repeats his actions, hugging his frame.

Helping the boy down as per his request, he continues to spread the frosting before asking him to help him with clearing the things out. The boy does oblige, but not before yawning again.

Arjun puts all the containers Harry hands him one by one quietly- not being much of a speaker in the mornings and especially not today, when he’s trying to not wake his mum up.

“That should be it for you, love. And hey, did you finish making your gift?” Harry asks with giddiness, crouching down a little so that he could hear whatever the answer is in a secretive way.  

“Yeah I did!”

The enthusiasm definitely caused Harry to back off a little. “You told me you’d tell me once it’s prepared, so… ?”

“Well, it’s made by me and I made it… You can know the rest once mumma sees it!”

“You little-“ and he’s cut off before he can finish his complain by Arjun giggling and running away upstairs, most likely to brush his teeth and shower.

Huffing once again, he decides on putting some sprinkles on the frosting and soon enough he’s stacking up a piece of waffle above the other to give it an appearance of a cake. The problem is, it isn’t giving celebratory yet, leaving him thinking very hard onto what else could be added. It does take time, but he steadies a candle atop the stack and finally feels satisfied.

Time to get ready for the day now.

Though he doesn’t proceed to do that until he’s covered the treat with a glass lid.  

Still steadying himself from climbing up the chairs in too much speed, he pushes open the door to Arjun’s room. Though when he’s met with a shut bathroom door and sound of water running inside, he walks right out. He’s sure he isn’t very pleasant to look at right now.

When he enters his and his lovely wife’s room, he’s surprised to see that she’s still asleep. Is she pretending to be asleep? He hopes that’s not the case as he takes out a pair of beige pants and a brown striped tee to wear over it. Maybe he’ll wear some sort of jacket immediately after getting a taste pf cool air, but he couldn’t care less right now- feeling too proud of himself for setting up his outfit beforehand.  

Once he hears Arjun’s room door being closed, he’s grabbing for his towel and jumping inside the shower. Perhaps, Arjun could wake up Y/n while his father showers and gets ready inside the bathroom itself.

Y/n on the other hand, stirs in her sleep before cracking open her eyes. Smell of vanilla remains heavy in air as she realizes that the breakfast is ready and it’s something tasty, making her smile with excitement. Though it falters when she finds no one beside her- neither Harry nor Arjun. What is she supposed to do? Go back to sleep? She sure as hell doesn’t wanna do that, so instead she rises up and switches on her phone to maybe reply to some texts, if she’s even gotten any this early.

It’s when her phone’s screen light up does she realize that it’s not so early anymore. It’s literally nine in the morning, the weather had her fooled. As soon as her phone connects with the wi-fi, messages start bombarding her notification bar. Most of the people she knows are morning birds, so she isn’t surprised to see a badge in red marked over the Whatsapp icon telling her there are 20 messages.

Slowly but surely, she opens and replies to all of them. Smiling over the status people put her photo in, especially the one her dad put- a photo of her as a child, looking at the cake on the table with the greediest eyes ever. Last but not the least, she opens the text message she’s received form Harry, opening it to find a video of them celebrating her birthday during the early months of their relationship, under it written a sappy poem he probably copied from google.

It feels like her heart’s smiling as she shuts off her phone and stretches. Just in the meantime, her bedroom is opening and peeks in the head of freshly showered Arjun, grinning from ear to ear as he walks with fast paced steps towards the bed once he sees that she’s awake.

“Happy birthday once again, mumma!” Geedily, he wishes her before leaning in to press a kiss onto her perked up lips, happily wrapped in her arms.

“Thank you, once again my lovely Juno,” She smiles, brushing her nose against his. “See, you wished me twice and your daddy hasn’t even come in front of me yet!” She complains to him, laughing when he shrieks, “boycott daddy!”

As she’s roughly combing out his hair with her fingers, the bathroom door opens and a rush of steam rushes out with a smell of strong men’s soap.

“There she is! There’s my darling wife!” Harry exclaims loudly, grinning with an open mouth before walking towards her with open arms. Leaning down, he hugs her tightly before pecking her lips twice. “Happy birthday,” he says rather peacefully, pecking her nose.

Smiling gently, she also pecks his nose and mumbles back, “thank you.”

“Me too, me too!” Voice of an excited Juno interrupts them.

It’s only a matter of seconds before they both share a look and tackle the little boy with kisses on either of his cheeks with obnoxious kissing sounds, making him laugh out loud. Just a hiccup and they leave his cheeks alone but not before kissing them one more time while making a loud ‘mwah!’ noise.

Getting up on his knees, he also presses a kiss on both their cheeks before Harry is grabbing him from Y/n’s arms, and pushing her to go shower already so that they can proceed to further plans.  

Moving to Arjun’s room, Harry places him onto the bed and crouches down to his level.

“Are you ready to give your gift to mumma?”

“Yes daddy, I’ve got the best gift ever!”

“Well well well, that’s awesome! Come downstairs with it and we’ll see where to place it, yeah?”

Arjun just nods vigorously and climbs down the bed, moving toward his clothing drawer as Harry exits the room and flees down the stairs, into the kitchen.

Removing the lid, he also removes the candle and put the meal inside the oven to heat it a little. He should’ve left it in the oven itself, but oh well. He anyways moves onto taking the flower bouquet of yellow and red roses out of the lower basket in the fridge and places it atop the dining table, in the vey middle. Then, places all the plates and glasses on their places, before shutting off the oven.

This time, he leaves the waffles in the oven, planning on taking it out once she reaches downstairs- considering the weather is still cold.

Jumping down the stairs comes Arjun, with something like a notebook covered in black sheet with a red ribbon tied messily, but it still looks so pretty that Harry is almost embarrassed of the fact that he learned how to tie his shoe laces when in 5th grade.

“Here!” Arjun hands the notebook-ish thingy to Harry, who replaces y/n’s plate with the gift. Arjun appreciates Harry’s decoration and then they hear a ‘ta-da!’ from the stairs, and everything goes still for both of them when they turn around.

It felt like everything went in slo-mo as she laughed, probably upon seeing their surprised facial expression before making her way to them.

“Do I not look good?” Y/n teases them, grinning widely.

She’s dressed in a brown saree, which somewhat matches Harry’s outfit. The clothing wrapped around her body as if it were made to be fitted on her body with perfect creases at just the right spots. She has pulled her hair in a low-sleek bun, a pair of complicatedly designed gold earrings hanging down from her ear lobule and a few bangles in her hands. A brown bindi sits in the midst of her brows and if you scan just a little bit down, you see black eyeliner on her eye lids, and black eye pencil used on her lower waterline.

If this isn’t what a goddess looks like, then Harry isn’t sure he can believe that.

“You look truly like a goddess,” he babbles out without filter, causing her to look down blushing and laugh at the same time.

“Why thank you,” she replies bashfully.

“You really are looking very pretty mumma!” Arjun chimes in, stretching out his arms while saying ‘very’.

“Not better than you, though.” She pouts, again laughing when his cheeks go red.

Gasping when her eyes land on the dining table, she lightly pushes harry to the side and moves towards it, lips apart in delight. “All of this looks so beautiful!” She unknowingly affirms Harry, moving to pick up the bouquet to smell it once and put it back down.

“This is so nice, thank you!”

“Mum, look! There’s my gift for you!” Arjun chimes in before Harry can affirm her.

With utter delight, y/n moves forward to pick up the gift. From behind her, Harry pulls out her chair for her to sit down as he watches over her shoulder with just as much curousity.

When she unties the ribbon, the folder of black paper pops open, and a scrapbook is revealed. While she’s adoring the cover and the tracing her fingers over the birthday wish written in Juno’s handwriting, Harry is thinking back to day before yesterday when Arjun had gone over to Gemma’s for a day but had took his scrapbook and sketch pens with him. So this is why.

Turning over the hardcover of the notebook, y/n realized there was no stopping now. Each page had a picture of every one of the family members Arjun is aware of, all of them holding a piece of paper or cardboard on which they had wished her a happy birthday with multiple blessings and all of the love they could give.

“Holy- oh my god, Juno,” she turns to look at him, seeming as if left breathless. “Did you do all of this bubba?” She asks him, placing him on her lap.

“Yeah I did, but Aunt Gemma also helped me,” he admits shyly, his nose a shade of blush pink.

“This is so very lovely, thank you very much Juno. Might be the best gift I’ve ever received!” She cried out in joy, kissing him all over his face.

From behind her a loud gasp. “What do you mean by ‘the best’!?” Harry asks her, coming in front of her with an offended expression and hands resting on his hips, seeming like asking for an explanation which can’t be made out of the rubbish statement she made. He steals a peek at Juno and sees him show him his tongue, causing him dramatically gasp again.

Pretending to wipe away faux tears, he stands up and starts to leave. “I’m heartbroken. No one even asked for breakfast. My heart’s aching so much,” he confesses in a gloomy voice, hanging his head low while he continues to walk like a skeleton in those spooky movies.

“I am starving though. Aren’t you too, Juno?”

“Mhm, I am. Elephants are jumping around in my stomach.”

“Oh shut it, I’m not going anywhere.” Harry turns around, instantly going over to the oven and taking out the waffles, which are still warm.

To say that y/n liked it would be an understatement. But to truly describe how much she freaking loved it, the words ‘These are the best waffles I’ve ever had, H. It’s always gonna be you who’ll make waffles from now on. I mean that, literally,’ should do the work

[honey-milk-depresso]

“For all that you do.”

🍀NOT a Honerey fic (Honey x T*ey)

🍀TW: T*ey’s name is uncensored >://

🍀 Honey would be referred as she for convenience, but their pronouns are he / she / they

Trey Clover is a stupid man in all that he does.

He’s someone who forgets about his own wellbeing, constantly putting others above himself, constantly working extra hard until he’s more than beat. Whether if it’s for his own personal gain or he’s genuine and caring, it’s still a stupid act.

“Trey!” the ravenette huffed as she made her way to the green haired man, tired hands working on perfecting the frosting of the cake with a spatula.

“Honey? Oh, hey!” he smiles sweetly as the girl felt like her heart almost leapt out. Her face burned pink, gritting her teeth, she promptly snatched away the spatula from his hand.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” she asked crossly, causing Trey to divert his eyes away from hers.

“Um… pretty late?”

“Pretty late?! It’s 12am! Can’t you just stop and take a break? Or at least ask someone for help, it’s been 6 hours!” she placed her hands in an akimbo.

Trey sighed, wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead for him to realise he’s been in this stuffy kitchen for far too long. “I didn’t want to trouble others to help me, and besides Honey, they’ll mess up.”

“At least call me! I-I’m capable enough, you know?” she pouted, as she grabbed the bowl in his hands and stirred the frosting for him. “Just go look after the cake, and drink water, geez! Stay hydrated! N-not because I care, b-but I don’t want to deal with an unconscious body empty of any H2O a-and stuff… and your breath stinks..!”

Trey blinks, before smiling softly, cheeks dusting red. “Yes, yes. Of course, Miss Honey.”

He’s someone who forgives too easily, and worse of all, puts the blame upon himself, stupid for thinking that everything is his fault without evaluating the situation, or that it was a stupid move to save him from the convenience of a longer fight occurring.

“I’m sorry, Honey.”

“You didn’t even do anything, dummy...”

Honey sniffled as Trey wiped her tears with a pained expression. Miscommunications were inevitable, and so were the lashing afterwards. Well, there wasn’t much yelling, but the tears weren’t because Honey was hurt by Trey.

It was because she thought she hurt him.

“I didn’t mean to say-”

“Whatever you’re saying right now should be me saying it... are you stupid?” she muttered.

“You’re right, you’re right, I am stupid,” Trey states calmly with a sigh, rubbing her tear stained cheeks. 

“You’re not supposed to say that...”

“Then what would you like me to say?” Trey asked quietly, thumb still rubbing just at the surface top of her skin.

“That you’re mad at me...”

Trey only lightly chuckles, now pushing her hair away from her face. “Now why would I be mad at you? I know you don’t mean what you said, right? I’d forgive you always,” he smiles.

Honey looks at the man in front of her with disbelief, blushing a pale pink before diverting her eyes away. It looked like she wanted to say more.

He’s stupid.

Gosh.

The two sat at under the tree in the courtyard, a peaceful silence ringed through the area as they stared into the vast blue of the clear, unclouded sky.

“You know...” Trey broke the silence, and Honey hummed in response.

“That cloud looks like a flower. Maybe like a violet.”

Honey raised an eyebrow. “Are you THAT hungry?”

Trey laughed, smiling brightly. “No, no, nothing like that. I just associated the shape of it to something I like, not necessarily saying I am but... it DOES sound ideal to eat a huge crystallised violet...” he joked.

Honey looked towards the oddly shaped, fluffy white cloud, observing the irregular roundness of the cloud itself.

“It looks... like a clover.”

Now it was Trey’s turned to raise his eyebrow. “What? How so? Is it because...” Trey’s voice droned off, smirking as the prefect slowly realised her statement.

“Oh you little-! D-don’t jump to conclusions!”

Trey chuckled softly, placing a hand over hers. “Don’t worry, now that I look at it more, it kind of looks like a bee. But it can’t be as cute of a bee as you,” he winks, teasing the flustered girl (?).

“Oh my sevens, you’re so cheesy...”

Trey Clover, for all that you do, you are so stupid.

Tagging: @honerey-supremacy​ @kalims​ @dr3amscap3​ @forgwater​ @jackplushie​ I don’t know what ya’ll think- but it’s not what it looks like-

[softxsuki]

hii! i hope you're eating and hydrating well! I'd like to join the match-up event please.

she/her, fandom: tokyo revengers, romantic match-up with a male character, I am intp, gemini. i don't really have a type, but for some reason I have a crazy thing for bloodied knuckles. the character is preferably would be understanding, supporting, teasing and funny (maybe even soft??). i am kinda shy, but also silly and easy going (if you can say it like that lol), kind (i think), and a little bit of a troublemaker, always looking for an adventure hehe. my hobbies are reading (fiction/scifi), scrapbook, baking... I love listening to music (any kind), im learning to play electric guitar, and im doing wrestling for like 4 years (brazilian jiu-jitsu yeah I can fight >:)). I'm currently in high school, I enjoy taking long walks and skateboarding (that's how I get to school and back). big spoon!! i love chocolate and mochi.. that's pretty much it

for the scenario, probably something like fluffy ditching school with the character during the lunch break and going to a park instead (with all the kisses and hand holding stuff). thank you very much, have a nice day!!

1000 Follower Event Matchup #29

This event is CLOSED. You can view the event masterlist here.

Note: Hi hi! Hope you enjoy! Sorry for the long wait (hopefully you haven't unfollowed yet 😭)

I match you with: MIKEY

Runner-up is: Baji

Mikey:

Oh he has bloody knuckles all right

Especially when those dark impulses kick in

Mikey’s only soft spot is you, after everything he’s been through, you’re the last string of sanity he has left

He’s his old self whenever it’s just the two of you, making you laugh and teasing you endlessly to see the way you react

Mikey is supportive in everything you do and will do everything in his power to help you achieve your goals

Knowing you can fight and fend for yourself if a relief for Mikey, but that doesn’t mean he won’t be any less protective over you

Double trouble duo over here, he’d never deny a chance to cause trouble with you, though he’s willing to take the fall for it all if you’re both ever caught 

When he isn’t doing gang business, he invites you to his grandpa’s place and you both bake together, getting flour on his nose…it gets very messy but it’s full of cute moments and Mikey even licks frosting off your cheek (he totally didn’t put it there on purpose)

Also would enjoy being the little spoon :D

Ditching school with Mikey?

He’s down

I don’t even think this man has shown up for even half his classes anyway 💀

But he’s ready to pick you up from your classroom; I swear he just bursts in, takes your hand and drags you out mid-class and your teacher is just like ????

I know you mentioned ditching during lunch break, but nah, he’s not waiting for your lunch break lol

He already has your skateboard and he has a bicycle as you ride to the park, getting some of your fav foods along the way and eating them together

Insists on feeding you

Swinging on the swings together while hold hands

Kissing under the playground set (no kids around thankfully)

It’s just a cute afternoon together

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

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Posted: 8/28/2023

[strange-august]

Tag Yourself based off Me and My Siblings

The Oldest Sibling:

Pure of heart, dumb of ass.

Seems mature but is a child at heart.

Feels self conscious about it most of the time.

Can be serious when they need to though, especially when it comes to the well-being and safety of their siblings.

Would kill and/or die for their siblings. They mean everything to them.

Always give their siblings first choice of everything.

Tends to wander off without telling anyone. Seriously. Keep a close eye on them in any public space.

Expressive, talks with their whole body, especially with their hands and arms.

Loves to tease and poke fun at their friends and siblings alike. All in good fun though. They would never do so maliciously.

Never hesitates to give you a hug or hold your hand. They might even kiss you on the cheek or the hand, if you're comfortable.

Always a shoulder to cry on and an ear to vent to. They might cry with you too.

Always kinda tired but gets particularly sleepy when it's cold or rainy. Will drag you into a cuddle session every time.

Tries to give their siblings good advice but it occasionally flops.

Drags their siblings on adventures constantly. Dislikes staying inside.

Amateur gardener. Plants mostly tomatoes and herbs, plus catnip to lure stray cats.

"Let's go down this route today! I wanna see what we can find!"

Aesthetic: String lights, exploring abandoned spaces, head in the clouds, fluffy comforters, rain on airplane windows, urban areas, burning leaves, baggy hoodies, ocean waves clouded with sand, milk tea, translucent curtains, open fields, sketchbooks and grided paper, bay windows, polished crystals, old cars, scented candles, essential oils, museums, combat boots, neon colored bandaids on fingers, plants in glass bottles, dancing in the forest with you, making shrines to the spirits of nature, grass stained jeans, animal themed onesies, mini cacti, flower blossoms in shoe holes

The Middle Sibling:

Probably the most mature one out of the bunch really.

A bit of a broken soul because of how many times they have been hurt in the past but still a kind, sweet person to hang out with.

Makes sure you're hydrated, fed, getting enough sleep, etc.

Not much of a touchy-feely person but when they are, it's sweet and genuine.

On another note, when they are in the mood to be playful, their teasing can even rival that of the oldest.

Loves to bake and wants to do it professionally someday.

Tries to keep the other two out of trouble.

Non confrontational and strives to keep the peace.

Lives by three rules: stay positive, let go of the past and never be afraid to ask for help.

Particular about their clothing.

Tends to wear a lot of solid dark and neutral tones but is actually the biggest sucker for bright colors and patterns.

Just a big sucker for soft things in general.

"Hey, I baked you your favorite treat as thanks for the new plushie. I loved it! It's gonna stay on my bed."

Aesthetic: Rubber bracelets, aluminum pins, buttercream frosting, sugar cookies, icing stained shirts and flour streaked face, pastel flowy sundresses, flower crowns, round rimmed glasses, experimenting with colors and patterns, wooden floors, silk ribbons, knit sweaters and cardigans, heart shaped barrettes, clouds illuminated by the sunset, long walks to nowhere, puddles on the sidewalk, berry lemonade, apple scented dish soap, stuffed animals, tear stained cheeks

The Youngest Sibling:

The most withdrawn of the three. Even has trouble being open and honest with their siblings.

Still a sweet person. They just need an occasional boost of confidence.

Hugest fan of video games ever, especially the ones from the 80s and 90s.

Actually dislikes going outside. Would prefer to stay indoors but still tags along with their siblings.

Basically lives in sweatpants.

Has the quirkiest little habits like how they sit in chairs or put on their jacket.

Has a huge collection of posters and replica weapons from their favorite video games.

Has the worst sleep schedule known to mankind.

Probably doesn't know what a hairbrush is.

Terrible at keeping their room clean but takes good care of their chores.

Often makes themselves a second dinner late in the night.

Knows the history of their favorite games front to back.

"I know you might not get it but thanks for letting me knowledge dump on you."

Aesthetic: Secrets behind closed doors, sleeping in late, lone wolf, inside voice, headphones, old photos, loud music, night owl, noisy keyboards, caffeine addiction, hooded jackets, worn out slip-ons, pet hair on clothes, thunderstorms, tired eyes, messy bedhead, late night snacking, retro game cartridges, neon lights, replica swords