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quibbs126 · 1 year

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Today I learned there’s a bunch of interesting shrimp, and now I want them as Cookies

I’m just going to list some I found today. I’ve already talked about Pistol Shrimp, so I won’t talk about it here

Harlequin Shrimp:

Like where do these things start and end? I don’t know, but they look really cool. I heard they can also change color based on their mood. If you were to make them a Cookie, I’d say make them a clown, perhaps for a rival circus to the Big Top Circus (that was the name of Banana and Ice Juggler’s circus, right?)

Amano Shrimp:

Okay, so maybe they’re not the most interesting looking, and maybe also not the most interesting, but still. Though also I hear that they change color based on their diet? I dunno. But what I was looking at that I thought was interesting was that they’re apparently very active cleaners. I feel like you could make them a cleaner that’s also very particular about messes, and perhaps a bit of a germaphobe? Like, if they see a mess, they just have to clean it

Vampire Shrimp:

(They apparently come in multiple colors, so I just got a few different pictures of different colors)

I think what makes them most interesting is that despite their size (apparently they’re pretty big, at least for shrimp) and name, they’re apparently rather calm and non aggressive. Also they’re supposedly pretty shy and reclusive. Honestly, it kind of reminded me of Dark Choco Cookie, which is probably a big reason I like them. Also they’re very big and bulky, which makes them look kind of cute to me, I don’t know why. Also they only come out at night, which is probably another reason for their name

I don’t have much in terms of ideas for a Vampire Shrimp Cookie, other than people finding them scary at first, only to realize they’re really not. I just wanted to show you them (also I feel like using this for a Dark Choco/Lobster kid if I ever do one)

Ghost/Glass Shrimp:

I mostly just added them because it’s an easy “ghost Cookie” if you wanted to have one. Also they’re see through, which is cool

Bay Ghost Shrimp:

Apparently these shrimps are soft, or at least softer than other shrimp. Also they have asymmetrical claws, as you can see. They apparently spend a lot of time burrowing. I’m also running out of ideas for how to turn this into a Cookie, but I thought it was neat. I suppose it would be something pertaining to its digging abilities

I think I’m gonna stop here, but still, cool shrimp

Edit: oh, also, another one, Boxer Shrimp, also known as Banded Coral Shrimp, among other names

Apparently they use their claws to clean fish and remove things like algae and parasites from them to eat. Also they can sense fish with their antenna apparently. I’d say either go the obvious route of a boxer, or something to do with their cleaning thing, though I don’t know what. Perhaps some sort of doctor? Maybe just confined to other sea creatures?

Also Fairy Shrimp

I wasn’t able to find much on them, but they’re relatively large and slow and typically used as food. Also they like to swim upside down. They’d probably make for a more cute Cookie

You know, I find it kind of ironic how I’m now thinking shrimp are really cool, despite the fact that my dad is allergic to shrimp (and I’m not sure if I am), and my family just generally dislikes seafood

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bellatheinkdemon · 1 year

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Hey @quibbs126! I did it.

Meet Dr. Banded Coral Shrimp Cookie

Now I decided to go with the doctor path (Mainly because I can't design a boxer character lol) So Banded Coral Shrimp Cookie (Who I'm just gonna call Coral for short.) Is a doctor that helps Cookies with stuff like getting rid of infections and helping them clean themselves to prevent infections. (He mostly helps sea Cookies) Also don't be fooled by his appearance.

He's just a little guy.

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #cookie run oc #Banded Coral Shrimp Cookie

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cupofmaplesyrup · 5 months

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The Mantis Shrimp Cookie Twins!!

More under the cut:

The mantis shrimp twins!!

Snip: female, courageous, and ready to fight at any time!! She can hit at very, VERY high amounts, like the greatest boxers known. She has a tail and antennae, just as a boxer mantis shrimp! She’s more of a ‘fight first, think later’. And is a lesbian!!

Don’t touch her brother or she’ll tear off your limbs and crumble them in front of you while you’re screaming and crying.

Snap: male, brave, and a clever cookie! While he does have antennae, his tail is flatter and less prominent. Thinks first, acts later. Being someone with a long distance weapon, it’s hard NOT to have to think before you strike. And he is one thinker!! And a homosexual.

Knock down his sister and he’ll shove that spear where the sun don’t shine.

Snip has a seaweed boxer robe and Snap has a coral coat-like robe!

Both are VERY mischievous and chaotic. They LOOOVE to mess up stuff. And they are very very close! They do fight from time to time though- usually ends in a draw on both sides.

Yippeee!!

Have a great day!!

#cookie #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run kingdom oc #cookie run oc #mantis shrimp #mantis shrimp cookie

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thailiveabordno1 · 17 days

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flowerfan2 · 4 years

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Affinity - Ch. 8 (10.08)

We got another gift from the writers of this ep, with the first scene where Steve gets Danny’s texts, and the last where Steve calls Danny. This coda picks up immediately after that last scene.

A continuous story of season 10 episode codas. Steve may describe their relationship as a dysfunctional marriage, but at some point, will he and Danny take a closer look at what it really could be? (The answer is yes).

McDanno, A03. 2k this chapter; 14k total.

Chapter 8 – 10.08

Steve gets off the phone with Danny and scrubs his face with his hands. He takes a few deep breaths, mentally moving away from his conversation with Danny (“Of course you miss her, babe. I know.”), pushing the ache in his chest to the back of his mind. He’d like to act at least relatively together for his team.

Finally he gets out of his truck and walks over to the group at the table. Everyone gives him sympathetic looks, and while some part of his mind appreciates their concern, mostly it’s just a painful reminder of what has happened; that they all know he failed. The only one that it doesn’t hurt to look at is Lou’s niece, who is busy grilling Tani about police work and couldn’t be less interested in Steve’s trauma.

Steve nods his thanks when a plate of food is set in front of him, although he doesn’t try to eat it. Adam and Junior are talking about basketball, and Quinn is joking around with Kamekona. Steve stares out at the ocean and lets the conversation wash over him.

Just a few more minutes, and Danny will be here.

It’s Charlie who jolts Steve out of his daze, barreling into his legs and beaming at him with a toothy smile. Steve feels a rush of emotion, grabbing the boy up and pulling him into his lap. He’s a beautiful little piece of Danny, skinny and fragile and so, so innocent.

Right behind Charlie is Danny, who is wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and jean shorts that Steve hasn’t seen in ages. He stands just as solidly as always, chest up and chin high. It’s ridiculous how the sight of Danny immediately eases something in Steve. He’s so gone for him, he doesn’t know how to handle it. In place of doing something embarrassing Steve just hugs Charlie tighter and presses a kiss to the little boy’s head.

“Hey, Danny, good to see you,” Lou booms, and introduces the girl at his side. Bonnie, who came to the island to try out for the University of Hawaii basketball team. “Sit down, I’ll tell Kame to bring you two some plates.”

“No, no thanks, we can’t stay,” Danny says, moving next to Steve and putting his hand on Steve’s shoulder. “Just came by to pick up this guy.”

“What? No love for us?” Lou asks in mock offense.

“Sorry, not today. Charlie needs some Uncle Steve time.” Danny gives Steve’s arm a tug, and he gets up from the picnic table, taking Charlie with him as they walk back to Danny’s car. Steve can’t be bothered to care about who is driving, he just gets in the passenger seat. He’ll swing by for his truck later. ��Right now he needs to be in the same space as Danny, preferably as close as possible.

Danny gets Charlie settled in the back, engrossed in some handheld computer game, and they pull out on to the road. It takes a few minutes for Steve to even wonder where Danny is taking him. He hadn’t known Charlie would be with Danny, but it makes sense, given that he’s the reason Danny was off work today.

They drive by a park, and Steve remembers – it’s little league night. He imagines sitting in the stands with all the parents, all of them excited and anxious in turn. It wouldn’t be the first time Steve watched Charlie play, but… “Danny, I um,” Steve starts. “I don’t know that I’m up for-”

Danny turns to him, somehow anticipating what he’s trying to say. “What? Hanging out with Charlie? No, I know. We’re dropping him at Rachel’s.”

“But isn’t tonight little league?”

“Rachel can take him, he’s gonna stay over with her tonight.”

“It’s your day with him, Danny. You don’t have to do this, just drop me at home.”

“Rachel doesn’t mind, she understands.”

Steve looks back at Charlie again, oblivious to what’s going on around him. He lowers his voice. “But won’t Charlie be upset? If you break your promise?”

They stop at a light, and Danny gives Steve a thoughtful look, the kind that makes Steve think Danny is seeing right into his brain and noticing things that Steve didn’t even know he put there. “Charlie will be fine, Steve. He spends two or three nights with me every single week. He knows I love him. He’s surrounded by people who love him, he’s got more family than he knows what to do with. I never promised that I’d go to every single little league game, or spend a certain number of hours with him, that’s not what being a dad is about. Charlie can handle a change in plans, it happens sometimes.”

“But – what kind of lesson is he going to learn from this, from you” Steve’s voice cracks a little, he’s starting to realize that he’s not really talking about Charlie, “from you not being there?”

Danny’s face is sad as he turns to Steve. “He’s going to understand that when someone you love is hurting, you take care of them.” Danny reaches over and squeezes Steve’s hand, and they drive on in silence.

At Rachel’s house Danny walks Charlie to the door. Danny comes right back to the car, a plastic container in his hands.

“What’s in there?”

“Homemade shortbread cookies with jelly. They’re delicious. Rachel sends her condolences, by the way. She’ll probably stop by in a few days, she gets that this isn’t the right time.”

“Thanks.”

Steve zones out on the drive to Danny’s house. He doesn’t mean to, but he can’t help it, it keeps happening. He can’t seem to stop thinking about his mom, wondering what he could have done differently, running the angles to figure out what went wrong. It all ends up in the same place; his mother is gone. He thought he knew better, but he failed her, and now she’s never coming back.

At Danny’s they go into the kitchen, and Danny sets him up with a cutting board, a bag of carrots, a peeler, and a big knife. He’s vaguely aware that Danny is doing something with a chicken and a really large pot.

“Hey, that’s good babe, that’s enough,” Danny says gently. “Why don’t you sit down?” Steve blinks up at Danny, then looks at the cutting board, where he has succeeded in subduing the carrots into a pile of finely shredded pulp. Maybe not what Danny had intended for the soup.

Danny slides the cutting board out of the way and sets down two bowls of steaming oatmeal. It smells good, sweet and cinnamon-y. “I think chicken soup is too ambitious for tonight. Eat this, and we can call it a day.”

Steve stirs it, watching the swirl of maple syrup on top blend in. “I’m not really hungry.”

“I know,” Danny says. “But you have to eat.” Danny sits with him, scooting his chair a little closer. He takes a spoonful himself, then talks with his mouth half full, pointing his spoon at Steve. “You didn’t eat anything all at since I left you this morning, am I right?”

Steve doesn’t have to answer. He eats a few bites of the oatmeal, ignoring the feeling in his stomach that makes him want to toss it right back up.

“I texted Lou,” Danny says after a few minutes, seemingly out of nowhere.

“Yeah?”

“He’s back in the office tomorrow. You can take a few days, Steve. Get your bearings.”

The implication that he isn’t capable of doing his job stings, but Steve knows that’s not what Danny is saying. Besides, he didn’t feel right today. He clearly missed something with the DEA guy, no matter how consoling Quinn tried to be.

“I’ll think about it.”

When Steve has clearly eaten all he’s going to eat, Danny takes the dishes and rinses them before putting them in the dishwasher. He pokes around in the freezer and moves a large, foil-covered pan into the refrigerator.

“Lasagna,” Danny explains. “One of many; this one has sausage instead of ground beef. I kind of went a little crazy with the cooking when you were gone.”

“Who did you make them for?”

“Us,” Danny says simply. “Figured at some point you’d probably come back and would appreciate some home-cooked food.”

Steve doesn’t miss the “probably” in that sentence. He can’t forget how his actions have affected Danny too, how it worried Danny to have Steve in danger and out of touch for so long.

Danny continues talking about his efforts to cook himself into distraction. “At first I was going to make a variety of stuff, but then I figured, why not stick with what works? It was kind of therapeutic. They started to pile up, though. I gave one to Junior – he may mention it at some point. He didn’t like it.”

“What? Who doesn’t like your lasagna?”

“That’s what I said.” Danny shrugs. “Noelani’s mom liked it.”

“Noelani’s mom?”

“Yeah, she was sick, so I gave her one. And a kid in the lab had a baby, I gave him one too.”

“Is there anyone in HPD who hasn’t tasted your lasagna?”

Danny smirks, and Steve blushes.

“That is not what I meant, Danny.”

“I know.” Danny comes over and touches Steve on the shoulder. “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

Steve glances at the clock on the wall. “It’s not even eight.”

“Tell me with a straight face that you want to do anything right now besides sleep.”

Steve wiggles an eyebrow, and this time Danny blushes. But then Steve shakes his head. “No, you’re totally right,” he admits. “I would love to go to sleep.”

Steve showers, which helps him feel a little more human, and puts on a clean t-shirt and boxers. When he comes out, Danny is already in bed, reading something on his phone. Steve picks up the shirt Danny has tossed on the floor, the one Danny was wearing earlier, and holds it up.

“This is mine, isn’t it?”

Danny looks up, unapologetic. “Yes.”

Steve can hear the “you gotta problem with that?” in Danny’s tone, and Steve smiles. “Okay.” He knew it was his, knew it the moment he saw Danny walking towards him at the shrimp truck. He can’t really put into words how it makes him feel. It’s as if Danny is sending him a message – things are crap right now, but remember there’s something else going on, too. There’s us. Whatever that may be. A hope, a possibility. Something good that will still be there, after all this pain has subsided and Steve can breathe again.

Steve climbs into bed, careful of his arm that still twinges if he moves it wrong. He shuffles under the covers and feels the warmth of Danny’s body heat radiate towards him. Danny puts down his phone and opens up his arms for Steve. Steve leans into him and they kiss, long and slow, with a tenderness that Steve can feel all the way down to his toes.

When Steve pulls back Danny gathers him close, threading his fingers into his hair. Steve wraps his arms around Danny and holds on tight.

“You’ll get through this, babe,” Danny murmurs. “You’ll make it, and I’ll be with you. I’m not going anywhere.”

Steve digs his face into Danny’s chest. He slowly steadies his breathing and concentrates on the smell of Danny’s skin, the weight of his hand on Steve’s back, his heartbeat under Steve’s ear. Here like this, warm and safe and surrounded by Danny, Steve can almost believe that things are going to be okay.

#Hawaii Five-0 #h50 #mcdanno #episode coda #10.08 #my fic

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eeveedel · 5 years

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so now i’m gonna need a sequel to that previous chubby drabble after harry’s last movie where louis chubs him up again

ask and you shall receive, my friend ;)

sequel to this drabble from last week. this is mostly fluff but be aware this does lead into chubby kink and feeding kink quite a bit, so if that bothers you this may be one to skip

On the night of the LA premiere of the last Sun Knight movie, Harry and Louis snuck out half way through the film.

Harry had watched it ten different times at the various European premieres, and Louis had suffered through it once at the London premiere and that was enough for him. So they downed several glasses of complimentary white wine, and then got an Uber Black home while Louis complained.

“God I love you so much but I’m so happy I don’t have to watch any more of those movies,” Louis groaned as he finally trudged through their bedroom door, “Like…they’re bad, babe.”

“I know, the CG is a little much,” Harry agreed from behind him.

“And the characters, what the fuck are they!” Louis continued, “Like, it’s been three years and I still don’t know what your fucking character’s powers are.”

“He can harness the power of the sun in his magical crystal staff, Louis. It’s very straight forward.”

“But that’s so stupid!” Louis insisted, “And why can he fly?”

“He just can,” Harry said, “Can we go to bed?”

“Yes please,” Louis huffed.

He launched himself onto the bed, then immediately flipped onto his back and spread out his arms and legs wide. Harry chuckled and leaned down to give him a peck on the lips.

“You have to take your suit off, babe.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Louis said, even as he sat up to take off his shoes and pants.

He shucked off his clothes quickly and then went back to sprawling on the bed, this time in just his boxers. Louis watched as Harry stood near the edge of the bed and unlaced his shoes and toed off his loafers. He unbuttoned his shirt next, and then undid his belt to loosen his pants. Louis sat up on his elbows to watch closer, and Harry gave him a smile as he caught Louis’s eyes.

“Thought you were tired,” he teased.

“I am,” Louis said, “Just watching.”

Harry grinned and smiled, and Louis just watched as his husband took off all his clothes. For the last three filming years, Harry had kept up closely with the studio’s expectations for his work out routine, and he was still in great shape, his body sharp and chiseled.

But Louis still missed pre-superhero-movie Harry, in all his chubby glory, and now that the films had wrapped up, he maybe had a shot at getting him back.

Harry got down to his underwear and then joined Louis in bed, crawling under the covers next to him. Louis quickly snuggled into his side, and smiled as Harry wrapped an arm around him.

“Hey, you know,” Louis said slowly, “Your contract is officially up now.”

“Don’t I know it,” Harry sighed, “No more Comic Con, no more press junkets, no more fan boys in my twitter correcting my knowledge of the comics…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Louis said with a wave of his hand, “I’m more excited about this.”

He settled a hand on Harry’s flat stomach and gave it a pat, and Harry gave him a blank look before his eyes sparked.

“Oh,” he said.

“Yeah,” Louis smiled, “No more fucking work out regime and no more plain chicken breasts in our fridge.”

“Oh, thank God,” Harry sighed.

“I’m going to start baking again,” Louis cooed, snuggling into Harry’s shoulder, “My husband is finally going to return to me.”

“I’m still your husband.”

“Shh, hush,” Louis said, pressing a finger to Harry’s lips. Harry rolled his eyes and kissed Louis’s fingertip.

“For the past three years you’ve told me you loved me, and you’ve just been bidding your time waiting for me to get chubby again?”

“Um, excuse you, I have loved you for the past three years, as I have every year of our marriage, but for the past three years I have put up with you waking up at 5 in the morning to go to the gym, you doing yoga in our living room every afternoon, and keeping up with whatever keto gluten free plant based nightmare your trainer has put you on that week, so I did my time. I deserve to see you chubby again.”

“Okay, babe,” Harry laughed and kissed the top of Louis’s head, “Let’s get some sleep and then you can make me chubby in the morning.”

“Hell yeah I can,” Louis said, “You lost sixty pounds and I’m going to help you find all of them.”

Harry snorted and waved his hand.

“Go to sleep, angel.”

“I think I’m losing my abs.”

It was a Tuesday morning and Harry was standing in front of the bedroom mirror, shirtless, eating a bowl of Coco pops. Louis was still half-asleep, and was scrolling aimlessly through Instagram. He tucked a hand under his glasses and rubbed at his blurry eyes, not taking his gaze off his phone.

“What makes you say that?” he asked sleepily, like he hadn’t taken very careful inventory of Harry’s body every day for the past month.

“I just am,” Harry said. Louis glanced up to see his husband shrug and eat another spoonful of his cereal.

Over the past several weeks, Harry had enjoyed an extended vacation from script readings and auditions and just focused on being at home and indulging in a few of his random, off-duty hobbies. Recently he had taken origami back up again, and Louis kept finding colorful paper frogs of varying sizes all over the house.

And Harry had been eating. A lot.

Harry was true to his word that he was going to start cooking and baking again once Harry was off his strict work outs and diets. Harry still went to the gym every now and again, but it wasn’t every day, and his work outs were far shorter now. And Louis had accumulated three years’ worth of recipes he wanted to try, so he always had something new in the oven for Harry to try. He had forgotten how much he had missed the simple joys of Harry wrapping his arms around him and stealing a cookie or brownie off the plate Harry had pulled out of the oven, and then how he kissed Louis on the cheek right after he shoved it into his mouth, complimenting Louis endlessly.

He was still pretty lean, to Louis’s annoyance, but he was a bit softer now. His stomach was flat, still, but it was soft. If Harry sucked in, like he was doing on and off now, the outline of his muscles was still clear, but there was a definite layer of softness dusted over it. It was there all over his body; on his hips, his thighs, his arms, his face.

He could still work it all off in a few weeks if he wanted to, and the thought made Louis’s stomach swoop a little bit. He wasn’t sure what kind of body his husband wanted any more.

“Does that bother you?” Louis asked, trying and failing to sound nonchalant.

“You know, I feel like it should bother me way more,” Harry said. He turned away from the mirror and then went to sit on the bed, folding his legs as he looked at Louis and ate his cereal.

“What are you going to try to make for lunch?” Harry asked, even though he was still plowing through his breakfast.

“Um,” Louis said, not missing the glint in Harry’s eyes, “Shrimp scampi?”

“Mm, sounds good,” Harry hummed, “Can’t wait.”

“Yeah,” Louis said, and let his stupid, stupid eyes flick down to where Harry’s stomach was just barely starting to fold and crease over the top of his boxers, “Me neither.”

Louis was standing at a hot stove on a summer afternoon, trying to wipe his forehead with his arm as he cooked up the latest series of recipes he wanted to make. He was nearly down, but the effort he was putting in made him feel like he was losing it. The only thing that pulled him out of his own stress was the sound of the screen door sliding open. Louis heard the sound of flip flops smacking on the floor a second later.

“Are you dripping water on my floor?” he called, and he heard Harry snort.

“You haven’t cleaned this house by yourself in six years,” Harry called.

“Doesn’t answer my question, smart ass.”

“Only a little water, honey.”

Louis groaned a bit too loudly, and a few seconds later he heard louder footsteps, and then felt a big body hugging him from behind and kissing him on the cheek.

“Smells good,” Harry said, and planted another firm kiss on Louis’s neck. Louis squirmed but grinned, and then when he felt Harry move away, he turned around to take Harry in.

He had been in the pool for hours, and he looked pink from the sun and drenched, his dark hair wet and flat against his head and temples. He had his hands on his hips, and he was wearing one of his older swimsuits, dark purple and patterned with turtles. His thick thighs filled out the trunks well, clinging to him tightly due to the water. His love handles spilled over the edges, and his big belly pooled proudly over the waistband.

In the past few weeks, Louis had finally felt like he had gotten his husband back.

Harry was now only within a few pounds of what he had been before his grueling training started three years ago, and Louis nearly wanted to cry every time he looked at him. He was just so handsome, so sexy, so Louis’s Harry. Not the man that was on horrifically photoshopped block buster posters and was Twitter’s thirst crush of the week every other month, but the man he had met at a shitty acting class years ago and whose bed he had fallen into immediately after that class.

And Harry had been on board for everything. He was tired of the diets that left him hungry and the work outs that always put him in knee braces or on the couch icing his back. He wasn’t exactly chasing another block buster any time soon, so he was content to return to his old habits and enjoy himself again.

He was also perfectly aware of how Louis felt about his body, which didn’t hurt. He always made a big deal of telling Louis when he started having trouble buttoning his jeans, and then his button downs, and then when he needed to dig out his old clothes from years ago. And from often he grinned and winked at Louis when he was eating, the bastard knew exactly what he was doing.

“What’d you make me?” Harry asked, and Louis had to shake his head to make his thoughts somewhat proper again.

“Spaghetti and meatballs,” Louis said, “I made the meatballs myself, and the sauce. And garlic bread! Lots of garlic bread. And cinnamon rolls with honey and almonds!”

He tilted his head, frowning.

“Also I have a salad in the fridge but that’s boring.”

“That sounds great, babe,” Harry said, “Let me go rinse off and then I’ll be down, okay?”

Louis nodded, and Harry went off upstairs. Louis went back to the food, and pulled everything out. He got out plates, serving dishes, a couple cold beers from the fridge. He made several trips putting it all on the table, and by the time he was done Harry had come back downstairs, dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants.

“Can’t we just eat on the couch?” he asked when he saw Louis setting everything up.

“Fuck off, do you know how much we paid for this table?” Louis scoffed, “Sit down, we’re having a real sit down lunch like adults.”

Harry just chuckled and tipped his head.

“Yes, sir, Mr. Tomlinson-Styles.”

Louis scrunched his nose and then sat down with Harry, filling up his own plate while he watched Harry take things for his own. He served up a full plate of spaghetti, and then two small separate plates for his garlic bread and cinnamon rolls. He still had a small dish of salad, but Louis could forgive him for that.

Louis was still staring when Harry started twirling his fork through his pasta, and Harry lifted a brow at him.

“What?” he asked.

“Can I…” Louis said cautiously, “Can I feed you?”

Harry smiled, his eyes crinkling and his padded cheeks folding up.

“Sure, baby.”

Louis smiled and scooted his chair forward. He took the fork from Harry and lifted it up, and Harry opened his mouth for Louis to tuck the pasta and meatballs inside. He hummed when his mouth was closed, nodding.

“S’good, baby. Really good,” Harry said, “I like what you did to the sauce.”

“Yeah, it’s fresh basil,” Louis said absentmindedly, already loading up another forkful for Harry.

He loved doing this, whenever Harry let him. He just wanted to take care of Harry, and know that Harry loved what he had made, and if Harry overindulged a bit more when Louis was physically putting food into his mouth, that helped, too.

Louis fed Harry his pasta, and then a bit of salad, and then the bread. He was ignoring his own food, but he didn’t even care. Harry so willingly ate what Louis had prepared him and swallowed down every bite with a smile on his face, moaning and smacking his lips. If anyone else did that while they were eating Louis would lose it, but with Harry…God, he already felt his belly heating up.

Louis fed Harry two of the cinnamon rolls he had made, and then delicately helped Harry wipe his mouth with a napkin when Harry waved his hand, officially tapping out. Harry slouched on his chair and patted his belly, making a loud smacking noise as he did so.

“Christ, baby, I feel like I’m gonna burst,” he moaned, “You outdid yourself.”

Harry rubbed his belly, rucking up his shirt to reveal more of his soft, pale skin, and Louis could just stand and stare, his throat going dry.

“What are you thinking?” Harry asked, and Louis blurted it out before he could think it through.

“I did this,” Louis said, and then poked at Harry’s belly, “I did this to you.”

Harry hummed, looking at Louis with sparkling eyes.

“You sure did,” Harry said, his smile growing.

Harry smacked his belly again, and Louis gripped the table hard.

“You know I can’t say no to you,” Harry continued, “I know you like a belly. And it helps you know your way around a kitchen.”

“I really, really missed you,” Louis blurted, and Harry lifted a brow.

“I’ve been right here.”

“I missed this you,” Louis said.

Harry lifted a brow.

“Someone’s letting their kink flag fly tonight,” Harry teased.

“You love my kink,” Louis insisted.

“I do,” Harry smiled.

Harry looked down, rubbing his belly again, and he tilted his head.

“You know, I’m just about to my old weight, but,” Harry shrugged, “I don’t think an extra ten pounds can hurt, don’t you think?”

Louis leaned forward, gripping the table so hard his knuckles went white.

“I’m going to ride you so fucking hard after this your dick will fall off.”

Harry chuckled, his smile still wide and bright.

“Why don’t you finish your lunch, first,” Harry said, “And I’m going you to give me a little rub down after this. I seriously feel like I’m gonna pop.”

“Shut your whore mouth,” Louis snapped, and then scooted his chair back, begrudgingly picking up his fork to dig into his now-cold pasta. Harry just laughed again, and Louis rolled his eyes as he ate food he longer wanted.

His husband was officially back; he didn’t have reason to be interested in much else.

#larry fanfic #larry fanfiction #drabbles #chubby 1d #Anonymous #ask

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goddamn it chase

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? water bottles

2. chocolate bars or lollipops? chocolate bars

3. bubblegum or cotton candy? cotton candy

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you? kept to himself

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? soda bottles

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? grunge

7. earbuds or headphones? earbugs

8. movies or tv shows? tv shows i literally dont have the attention span for a movie

9. favorite smell in the summer? fresh grass or rain

10. game you were best at in p.e.? kick ball

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day? chug 24 oz of flavored water

12. name of your favorite playlist? ”I”

13. lanyard or key ring? lanyard

14. favorite non-chocolate candy? sour skittles

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? alice in wonderland

16. most comfortable position to sit in? cross legged but then my hips pop out of their sockets :(

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? converse hightops

18. ideal weather? 90s light breeze

19. sleeping position? stomach or side

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? post it notes

21. obsession from childhood? music

22. role model? i dont have role models so much as people who i use as an example of what Not to do

23. strange habits? i pop my elbows whenever im excited or nervous

24. favorite crystal? rose quartz

25. first song you remember hearing? i can tell taht we are gonna be friends by the white stripes

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather? ultimate frisbee

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather? live my life under blankets

28. five songs to describe you? baby elephant walk, wii channel music, idrk

29. best way to bond with you? mUSIC

30. places that you find sacred? not really

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? comfy clothes

32. top five favorite vines? honestly idrk jslkd

33. most used phrase in your phone? i just got a new one so there’s no

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? none

35. average time you fall asleep? currently like 10 becuase work

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?some bad luck brian

37. suitcase or duffel bag? suit case

38. lemonade or tea? lemonade

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? lemon cake

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? probably any i was responsible for at the boarding schools

41. last person you texted? grace?

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets? pants

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? leather

44. favorite scent for soap? mint

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? scifi

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? boxers

47. favorite type of cheese? extra sharp cheddar

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be? lemon

49. what saying or quote do you live by? there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative here

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? not really sure my sister usually was able make me laugh my ass off

51. current stresses? school

52. favorite font? dont really care

53. what is the current state of your hands? swollen

54. what did you learn from your first job? people arent smart

55. favorite fairy tale? snow white

56. favorite tradition? blowing up snow men on lake michigan with fire works on new years eve

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? stuff stuff and shit

58. four talents you’re proud of having? singing, uke, guitar, bass

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? FUCK

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? none

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative here

62. seven characters you relate to? never really related to one

63. five songs that would play in your club? drama free, pro-test, beers steers and queers, best friends,

64. favorite website from your childhood? boredbutton

65. any permanent scars? a lottt

66. favorite flower(s)? poppies

67. good luck charms? crystals

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? pizza pringles

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? shrimp can see colors you’ve never imagined

70. left or right handed? left

71. least favorite pattern? tight plaid

72. worst subject? english

73. favorite weird flavor combo? pickles and yoghurt

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? i cant take any meds like that

75. when did you lose your first tooth? i literally have No clue

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? fries

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill? aloe

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? coffee

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? school id

80. earth tones or jewel tones? earth

81. fireflies or lightning bugs? fire flies

82. pc or console? pc

83. writing or drawing? drawing

84. podcasts or talk radio? podcasts

84. barbie or polly pocket? polly pcket

85. fairy tales or mythology? mythology

86. cookies or cupcakes? cupcakes

87. your greatest fear? being trapped

88. your greatest wish? to be free

89. who would you put before everyone else? my kids

90. luckiest mistake? my summer job

91. boxes or bags? boxes

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? over head lights

93. nicknames? murph bitch mumphord smurphy morphine

94. favorite season? summer

95. favorite app on your phone? instagram

96. desktop background? black screen

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? 4

98. favorite historical era? victorian

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cornkernelcorp · 1 month

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sat down and compiled some thoughts on voice claims for my ocs- despite my brain yelling at me to make an animatic, I've settled for a much easier showcase. Here you all go! :) I'd like to do more of these once I figure out and share other characters of mine.

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river-phillips · 6 years

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RIVER PHILLIPS - AESTHETICS

Rules: bold any which apply to your OC; remember to repost; feel free to add to the list.

I’m stealing this too don’t mind me

[ COLORS ]

red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green.apple red. navy blue. blue grey. crimson. blood red. cream. mint green. cobalt blue. lime green. beige. khaki. light brown. olive green. lavender. pine green.

[ ELEMENTS ]

fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. thunder. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops. magic. storm. shadow. energy. ether.

[ BODY ]

claws. nails. long fingers. thin fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tail. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. fur. hair. curls. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tiny. tall. normal height. muscular. lean. piercing. tattoos. lithe. moles. dimples. scruffy. mangy. bony. skinny. pale.

[ WEAPONS ]

fists. sword. dagger. spear. arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. pyre. teeth. rifles. words.

[ MATERIALS ]

gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amber. amethyst. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics. jade. latex. obsidian. flint. crystal.

[ NATURE ]

grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. lake. stream. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. poppies. galaxies. stardust. sky. storms. herbs. stone. shade. night. day. soil. dirt. wind. sandstorm. hurricane. flood. volcano. glacier. jungle. swamp. canyon. trench. hills. plains. prairies. fields. wilderness. garden. pebbles. sticks. ponds. cliffs. lagoons. spring. autumn. winter. summer. full moon. new moon. puddles. icicles. pine trees. pine cones. wildflowers. vines. ivy. maelstrom. eclipse.

[ ANIMALS ]

lions. wolves. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. crickets. bees. birds. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. rats. livestock. foxes. bluebirds. deer. dingos. jackals. tigers. bats. sea serpents. raccoons. squirrels. mooses. elk. seals. badgers. elephants. giraffes. vultures. coyotes. sasquatches. yetis. gorillas. chimps. monkeys. lemurs. jaguars. panthers. cougars. hummingbirds. butterflies. alligators. crocodiles. frogs. toads.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ]

sugar. salt. bitter. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. lime. strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. dark chocolate. white chocolate. mint. cream. ice cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. french fries. ambrosia. honey. curry. gumbo. shrimp. noodles. macaroni. pasta. jerky. beans. fried food. fast food. soul food. soup. pumpkin. popcorn. crisps. cookies. biscuits. brownies. bacon. sausage. eggs. pancakes. waffles.

[ HOBBIES ]

music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. wood carving. painting. sketching. fighting. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. history. libraries. books. comic books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. driving. racing. eating. flight. climbing. running. jogging. exploring. partying. yoga. camping. hiking. sailing. fishing. stargazing. swimming. concerts. dueling. sparring. hunting. tracking. science. literature. soccer. football. rugby. ultimate frisbee. baseball. softball. basketball. track. cheering. tennis. bowling. golfing. riding. mysteries. mischief. pranking. thieving. stealing. shopping. fashion. surfing. skateboarding.

[ STYLE ]

lingerie. armor. cape. dress. tunic. vest. shirt. sweater. boots. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. flower crown. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. brocade. flannel. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. duster. trenchcoat. hood. gloves. fingerless gloves. socks. masks. cowls. braces. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. eyeliner. ties. bowties. suits. uniform. fancy shoes. leather jacket. denim jacket. sport underwear. converse. combat boots. sneakers. shorts. shawls. kimonos. overalls. skinny jeans. bohemian. edgy. couture. designer. sweatpants. boxers. briefs. boxer briefs. tank tops. sports uniform. jerseys. hiking boots. cargo pants. band tees. crop tops. bralettes.

[ MISC ]

balloons. bubbles. cityscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. kisses. sex. intimacy. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. bittersweet. happiness. luck. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. compassion. love. hugs. revenge. lust. regrets. passion. spontaneity. cursing. recklessness. practicality. hope. greed. envy. gluttony. wrath. hate. loathing. intensity. aura. soul. chains. fences. cages. backyards. house. home. castle. cabin. newspapers. books. journals. gardens. pencils. pens. ink. sheets. laundry. organized. messy. confidence. doubt. destruction. creation. paranormal. ghosts. cemeteries. graveyards. bones. skin. blood. needles. razors. new. old. ancient. rural. urban. local. stranger. cars. bikes. trucks. planes. travel. marbles. calligraphy. languages. medicine. healing. spirituality. religion.

#character meme #about #//this is so cool #i'll do it for babs later

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jae-bummer · 7 years

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Want

Request: #11 with Jaebum? :)

11) You live across the street from your bias group’s dorm and they still haven’t invested in curtains

Member: Got7′s JB x Y/N

Type: Fluff/smidge angst

You leaned further into the center of your desk, trying not to let your chin slide from your palm. It was close to midnight as you finally adjusted your gaze from your notebook and up to the window sitting just on the opposite side of your desk. The blinds were still wide open, your arms much too lazy to tug at the dangling string. You eyes danced across the glass, noting the smudges and tiny insect carcasses long since dried up on the outer screen. Eventually the blur of the outside world seemed to solidify as you became more in tune with the whir of the few cars intermingling on the road. Your eyes lifted from the street, focusing on the building only a stone’s throw away from yours. Seoul was small and quickly growing, so nothing was incredibly far apart, and the only way to grow was up. This also meant that you could see easily into the building facing yours.

You tilted your head, furrowing your brows a bit to see more clearly. The complex across the way was owned by the same property managers that owned your building, so you often saw it’s residents in passing at the communal mailboxes. The man you now saw lounging on the couch was someone you hadn’t recognized, but you weren’t surprised. It was widely known amongst the tenants that you had celebrities in your midst, idols to be exact. You had seen a few of them on occasion, incredibly good looking, even when in every day clothes and checking the mail.

This man was no exception.

As soon as your eyes laid on him, you knew his status. He was too handsome to be an average, every day citizen. No, he was definitely one of the idols rumored to coexist amongst you all.

You watched curiously as he chewed idly on shrimp chips. his hands deep in the bag while his eyes stayed glued on the television screen mounted to the wall. For a moment, you began to feel increasingly creepy, realizing you were in essence, casually stalking a neighbor. You quickly calmed your concerns as your eyes remained unmoved, realizing that if he moved his line of sight slightly to the left, he could see you just as clearly.

You lived in a culture of watching each other. What was the difference between googling this guy and pulling up his wikipedia page and watching him in live action?

Jaebum knew you were watching him again. He tried to keep the sly smile off of his face as he continued to glance at you from his peripherals. He knew you as Y/N of Apartment 1733. Student by day, barista by night, worried mess by late am. He knew more about you than he was happy to admit, but had also noticed you much sooner than you had him.

He tried to ignore you as you stood from your school work, dragging a tired hand through your hair. Much like him, you worked strange hours and never seemed to get enough rest. It made it convenient for him to monitor you from afar. You were very obviously one of the most beautiful people he had ever seen. You weren’t conventionally attractive or cookie cutter, but that’s what enticed him. You were unique and authentically you.

Jaebum openly turned, setting his attention on your window as you paced behind your desk chair. He had never been affected by a girl in this way before, so his thoughts were in a flurry. Usually his naturally cold and serious nature, which his members noted as “chic and sexy,” was enough to catch any girls attention. He had never been one to struggle with smooth pick up lines or come up with a plan, but they had never existed in a completely opposing space before.

As he noticed you begin your nightly rituals, signifying you were going to bed soon, he began to panic. He needed to catch your attention and fast. He stood, with shaking hands and a pounding heart and quickly began to disrobe. He pulled off his hoodie and t shirt and slithered from his jeans. He only stopped once he was in his boxer briefs and tank top. He sauntered to the window, still lacking curtains even though he had lived there for months. He gave a good stretch and waited patiently. Maybe it was a last ditch effort, using his body and it’s lack of clothing to entice you, but hey, when words failed, who’s to say that visuals would?

You stretched above your books, attempting to get ahold of the string dangling above your blinds. You looked up for a moment, nearly choking as you caught sight of him. The mysterious idol you had been keeping an eye on had appeared closer to the glass separating the two of you, near naked.

You traced up his features. Your eyes started at his toned calves, rippling under the pressure of his thick thighs. Both sat beneath his impressive bulge, which your eyes were quickly drawn to. They lingered there for a moment as you finally looked up, tracing the thin cotton of his tank top. Next you noticed his broad shoulders, only to go back down and focus on his veiny biceps and forearms. After you were content with your inspection, you let out a pleasant sigh, forcing yourself to acknowledge his handsome face.

You audibly swallowed as you were suddenly overtaken by the feeling of being watched. You stared in horror as you realized, he was watching you just as closely as you were him…and he was actually chuckling.

You cringed as you began to walk up to the small mail area in your apartment complex, trying to decide if you wanted to turn on the spot and jog back upstairs. You were mortified by the broad shoulders you had grown familiar with in the past few weeks, too accustomed with who they belonged to without having to say a word.

Instead of running, you decided to tiptoe quietly behind him, making yourself as small as you possibly could as you slid your key into the lock of your box. Of course the universe, which had let you quietly exist for so long, would not allow you to do that now.

“Hey,” his deep voice said softly.

You closed your eyes for a moment, trying to decide what to do. You reopened them, turning to look your neighbor directly into the eyes. He was already smiling at you, a grin that was very obviously trying to hide a chuckle behind his lips.

“Hi,” you breathed shortly, averting your gaze back to the mailbox.

“I don’t know if we’ve met. I’m Im Jaebum,” he hummed with a bow.

“Not technically,” you groaned, slamming your box shut and pointing to the label on the front. “I’m Y/N. 1733, but I think you know that already?”

Jaebum’s face fell for a moment, completely caught off guard by your comment. It took a few seconds, but a smirk found his mouth again as he searched your face. “I’m used to an audience.”

“Ugh,” you moaned as you turned, ready to escape back upstairs.

“Wait, Y/N!” he called, his voice urgent. You immediately stopped and looked over your shoulder.

“What?”

“I hope I can keep your attention.”

Jaebum slung his arm halfheartedly around the random girl’s shoulders. He had already forgotten her name and was pretty bored with the conversation she presented, but it has been almost a month. Almost a month since he had pulled his stunt and finally made eye contact. A month since he had ran into you getting the mail and tried to continue contact. A month since you had given him even more fuel to continue his quest. He had a plan.

And admittedly, it was a shitty one.

After he thoroughly disgusted you and caused you to flee upstairs, he immediately kicked himself. The envelopes nestled between his knuckles became crumpled with frustration. Why couldn’t he have just asked you out for coffee or something?

Then again, maybe it was too late for that.

He looked up lazily from his date’s face and to the window, making careful note that your blinds were open, a sight he hadn’t seen in weeks. His next stunt could either ruin that or send you back his way. He wasn’t certain yet. His brows lifted as he saw your familiar frame plop into the chair situated directly before your window. You cast a wary eye his way, freezing as you saw his date on the couch.

Jaebum took a deep breath as he pulled his date closer. Lindsey? Luna? Lynn? Whatever her name was he needed to act quickly. If he were going to make you jealous it better be before you closed the blinds. He grabbed at the back of her neck, holding her steady and halting her words. Without any coaxing she leaned into him, closing her eyes in preparation for a kiss. Jaebum’s eyes searched her face, uncertainty filling his veins. He remained still, unsure if he could actually go through with it. He looked over his date’s shoulder and back to your window. You were still watching.

Jaebum shook his head, muttering a quiet curse as he let go of the girl’s neck and fell back onto the couch. He ran a wary hand through his hair and groaned. “Get out.”

Once again, the dim girl rolled with his punches, standing and collecting her things. After she had left the dorm, he sighed, looking up toward your window again. He was ashamed of his actions and sick of playing games.

He was ending it now.

You furrowed your brows and squinted, continuing to watch Jaebum scramble around his apartment. He had just kicked out a girl prettier than you could ever be and now seemed to be drunkenly tearing apart his dorm. It was strange, but so was this whole situation.

After a few moments, JB finally halted his motions and stopped in front of the window where he made eye contact. He beat on the glass to further catch your attention. You gave a brief nod, signaling that you were engaged with the exchange. He immediately pointed to the street and hurried toward what you thought to be his front door where he stepped out into the hallway.

You heaved a sigh as you slipped on your shoes and tugged on a jacket, you couldn’t believe you were humoring him.

You reached the street before he did, tapping your foot as you waited impatiently near a street lamp. The road was quiet tonight, only hosting the occasional car down it’s pavement. You sighed again, checking your phone before you looked up, jumping at the sight of Jaebum as he had appeared directly across the street from you.

You lifted your brows, shrugging at him.

“I couldn’t do it,” he called out, his voice carrying just enough to be heard over the sounds of the city.

“It or her?” you yelled back, rolling your eyes.

“I wanted to kiss you,” he whined, the noise sounded foreign to even himself as it escaped his lips.

“You don’t even know me,” you called.

“I want to,” he shouted. He nodded with a hopeful smile. “So then I can kiss you.”

My sweet @novaurora13 aka @beesoo13 provided me all the plot for this prompt, so make sure to send that cutie some love

#im jaebum #jaebum #jb #got7 #got7 jb #jaebum fluff #jaebum angst #jaebum scenario #jaebum drabble #jaebum oneshot #jaebum fanfic #dating jaebum #boyfriend jaebum #got7 scenario #got7 drabble #got7 oneshot #got7 fanfic #dating got7 #boyfriend got7

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cantolopejeevas · 7 years

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okay now for the three boys I always obsess over! Daniel: 3, 6, 12, 25, and 49; Daniyal: 4, 7, 16, 23, and 45; and Mortar: 9, 18, 19, 22, 24, 33, and 38 (hopefully this isn't too much!!!)

I’ll be putting this one under a read-more ‘cause it’s quite a bit~

Daniel

3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory?

Daniel had a pretty good childhood. His best memories are probably ones where he’s playing games with his parents, or maybe the ones where he’s chattering on about his favorite characters to his school friends. I think his worst memory would probably involve him getting into some kind of trouble. I’m sure he’s gotten detention at least a couple times for doodling Inky on the back of his math tests, haha.

6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate?

He was a pretty decent student, if sometimes a little stubborn and wanting to do things his way. He finished school with decent grades and got a four year degree in journalism, with a minor in communication. He enjoyed english and music classes mostly- until he got to high school and english class turned into reading a bunch of long-winded books from guys that died well before his time. He probably hated math the most, even though he was decent at it. It didn’t interest him, so he saw it as a waste of time after a certain point.

12. What is their favourite food?

Probably some sort of bullshit fancy pasta with a light garlic butter sauce and lots of veggies and shrimp. Healthy, but also somewhat tasty. I dunno, I had this exact meal at a restaurant once and it seemed very Daniel.

25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves?

Daniel has a more dry sense of humor, so he’s more likely to find sarcasm and the like funny. He’s also a fan of clever word play, which he tries to incorporate into his show from time to time. His sense of humor isn’t that great, as he’s very bitter and tends to take things a little too personally. And he’s not purposefully funny most of the time, but he does have these nihilistic moods and sayings that are unintentionally funny.

49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them?

His most valued object would probably be the SNES or the little tape recorder he had as a kid (both of which are in the collection room). He’s very very sentimental, and he likes to keep records of all his memories somewhere in his house. In fact, he even used to keep a video diary! As for something he takes everywhere, its less that he has to and more that it just happens to be that way, but he has a photo taken right after the very first episode of his show that he keeps in his wallet, tucked behind his driver’s license.

Daniyal

4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents?

Daniyal knew both of his parents, and got along with them both pretty well. He was more familiar with his father, though, since his mother was an amateur adventurer and would go out for most of the day looking for treasure and whatnot. But he’s got good memories working on the farm with his dad, or when he was younger being taken on small adventures finding rupees under rocks with his mom. As for bad memories, he would sometimes mess something up on the farm and disappoint his dad from time to time, or he’d see his mom come home from an adventure that went wrong and see how hurt she got.

7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood?

He had a few friends as a kid, but really only one or two stayed with him into adulthood. You know, until his village got attacked and they died. And then he got warped to a different world, so even if they had survived he still wouldn’t have been able to stay friends with them. But he’s got lots of wonderful friends now, so it’s all good~

16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it?

Lowkey, he collect shiny rocks (especially red, blue, and green ones) because he thinks they can be used as currency, and when he tries to use them to buy something, someone (*cough*Andy*cough*) has to stop him, haha. So he keeps them at home, probably in a little chest or something.

23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces?

He has a good long-term memory, but his short-term memory isn’t the best. Especially if someone asks him to do something that he’s never done before, he’ll almost immediately forget whatever instructions they gave him and just panic. But he can still tell you in detail the layout of his village, including who lived where and did what. And he’s better with faces than he is names, because most of the names he comes across nowadays are weird-sounding to him, haha.

45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves?

Generally, other people see him as a well-meaning and kind, if very cowardly, person. Sometimes his forgetfulness and ignorance is seen as idiocy by certain people, but he does leave a mostly good impression even on them. This is essentially how he sees himself too, although he’s far more likely to downplay his kindness and put more emphasis on his cowardice. His self-esteem does get a little better though~

Mortar

9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals?

I almost wanna make a joke about how he’s a furry who’s in love with a sheepy boy, but I’m not gonna, hahaha. He does tend to like animals more than people though, especially stray dogs and cats. They understand the struggle of life, so he feels a sort of solidarity with them. And generally those same strays tend to like him too. I’m sure that’s the main source of affection he gives and receives until he meets Cookie.

18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else

Mortar loves comedy. His favorite kinds of comedy are either really silly bullshit kinda stuff, or really dark humor. If something can make him laugh, it;s guaranteed to be his favorite thing of the week, haha. I also think he’s a fan of horror stuff, but only in a public setting so he can watch everyone else be scaredy-cats.

19. What’s their least favourite genres?

Probably sci-fi? But like a very niche kind of sci-fi. He likes space stuff and what-not, but if it’s biology based science-fiction he’ll get real pissed real quick, because he’d instantly just be like, “That’s not how that works????? The human body can’t do that!!! I would know, I’ve cut into thousands of ‘em!!!”

22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?

He probably likes to call people fuckheads, assholes, motherfuckers, and occasionally “botched goods”. He insults people for getting in his way, or fucking around with him, Cookie, or his business. He’ll bitch to their face, behind their back, and over their recently-stopped-beating heart as he pawns it off to a customer.

24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress?

He’s probably got a more nocturnal sleeping pattern than most. It’s hard to steal organs in the daylight, you know? If he snores, it’s probably very soft, and maybe can’t really be heard unless you’re listening for it. And he likes to sleep on soft things, but he’s capable of sleeping just about anywhere.

33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties?

He probably wears plain boxers most of the time. He doesn’t really care about what his underwear looks like, he’ll just grab whatever and wear it. Though I’m sure sometimes he goes commando ‘cause why the hell not? He likes to live on the edge.

38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?

He admires innocence in others. In the “you haven’t seen the worst shit this world has to offer, so you’re still full of hope and you’re still nice” kind of way. And he doesn’t wish for talents, necessarily, because he thinks he’s almost perfect the way he is, but for opportunities. Like I’m sure he wants to go to college or something and get a degree that he can rub in people’s faces, but being a world-class criminal that never had any sort of schooling kinda gets in the way of that.

#oc talk #daniel #daniyal #mortar #oc ask meme #confused-snail #bae

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Ayyy a question thingy I was tagged in.

100 Questions No One Asks

I was tagged by my name twin @thedancingsim. <3

The questions and answers are under the cut because wow lol that’s a lotta questions!

1. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR CLOSET DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED?

When I had a door, I slept with it closed. Now I have a little doorway that leads into the kitchen, like a bachelor suite so it is open... as there is NO door. But I’m slowly getting used to it.

2. DO YOU TAKE THE SHAMPOOS AND CONDITIONER BOTTLES FROM HOTELS?

If I stayed at hotels often, I would. The last time I stayed in one, I didn’t take anything, though.

3. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR SHEETS TUCKED IN OR OUT?

They stay tucked in, I rarely ever sleep with the little flat sheet. I used to when it was hot, because I can’t sleep without something covering me, but now that I live in a little basement suite, it’s always cold so i can use my blanket.

4. HAVE YOU STOLEN A STREET SIGN BEFORE?

I can’t say that I have, no!

5. DO YOU LIKE TO USE POST-IT NOTES?

I tell myself yes so I can justify buying them, but I never do.

Yes, same here. I wish I used them.

6. DO YOU EVER CUT OUT COUPONS BUT NEVER USE THEM?

I haven’t cut out coupons yet, but I have a feeling I will eventually in the next few months haha.

7. WOULD YOU RATHER BE ATTACKED BY A BIG BEAR OR A SWARM OF BEES?

Bees because I think I would have a chance of outrunning them or jumping into water.

I’m going to go ahead and agree with this as well.

8. DO YOU HAVE FRECKLES?

They mostly start sprinkling my nose in the summer, uner the sun.

9. DO YOU ALWAYS SMILE FOR PICTURES?

Generally, yes.

10. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE?

Racist/homophobic/transphobic/etc. people who are unwilling to listen and understand how absolutely absurd their opinions on those matters are.

Tèa had such a great answer, that I’m going to leave it, because honestly I’m so laid back and in my own world that I rarely let things get to me for very long.

11. DO YOU EVER COUNT YOUR STEPS WHEN YOU WALK?

Not my steps, but I have a habit of counting any stairs I’m on. Always.

12. HAVE YOU EVER PEED IN THE WOODS?

Several times. One of my best friends likes to go walking in woods in the middle of the night, which is super great, especially when he purposely tells me about a ghost story just before we go into the woods, and I often end up peeing in the woods because I never go before I leave the house.

13. HAVE YOU EVER POOPED IN THE WOODS?

No.

14. DO YOU EVER DANCE EVEN IF THERE’S NO MUSIC PLAYING?

There’s always music in my head, but yes I have done this.

15. DO YOU CHEW YOUR PENS AND PENCILS?

Nah, I’m a writer, I respect the pens and pencils too much.

16. HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU SLEPT WITH THIS WEEK?

None, I like to be alone recently.

17. WHAT IS THE SIZE OF YOUR BED?

It’s technically a twin right now, but once I get the second mattress, it will be a king size. It’s a daybed from IKEA.

18. WHAT IS YOUR SONG OF THE WEEK?

I have been on a Hot Chelle Rae kick lately, so either Tonight Tonight, or Honestly. They are such a great summer band.

19. IS IT OK FOR GUYS TO WEAR PINK?

It’s okay for anyone to wear whatever they want, what do I care?

21. DO YOU STILL WATCH CARTOONS?

Not really! I watch animated Disney and Pixar, but that’s it.

21. WHAT IS YOUR LEAST FAVORITE MOVIE?

Paranormal Activity.

i’m also going to stick with Téa’s answer for this one, because another friend of mine likes to have wine night and watch horror movie night because apparently i’m HILARIOUS to scare the shit out of and this is one of the movies he enjoys making me watch.

I should get better friends??

22. WHERE WOULD YOU BURY HIDDEN TREASURE IF YOU HAD SOME?

Omg I don’t even know, but I’d probably build something over it, too for extra safe keeping.

23. WHAT DO YOU DRINK WITH DINNER?

Water or soda.

24. WHAT DO YOU DIP A CHICKEN NUGGET IN?

Barbecue sauce 100%

25. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?

Ugh I don’t even know how to answer this. I love shrimp, Panda Express, tacos.. my mom made this wonderful crab bake and invited me over for dinner last night and it was so good.

26. WHAT MOVIES COULD YOU WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN AND STILL LOVE?

Zathura, How to train Your Dragon (1&2), Harry Potter, Hunger Games (Except the first one)... honestly I rewatch a lot of movies.

27. LAST PERSON, YOU KISSED/ KISSED YOU?

I made out with my boyfriend the other night at his friends’ house out on the balcony while he was loaded. Hi Joshua.

28. WERE YOU EVER A BOY/GIRL SCOUT?

I was a girl scout, for probabl one season, but I did do a lot of boy scout stuff with my brother and my mom when my brother was in the scouts.

29. WOULD YOU EVER STRIP OR POSE NUDE IN A MAGAZINE?

UNLIKELY.

30. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A LETTER TO SOMEONE ON PAPER?

I wrote something to my mom I want to say two years ago, but I never sent it.

31. CAN YOU CHANGE THE OIL ON A CAR?

No, but I do get a discount for being a student.

32.EVER GOTTEN A SPEEDING TICKET?

Two of them. And on the last one, my grandma told my mom that “your daughter needs to slow down!” AND MY GRANDMA HAS PROBABLY TEN TIMES AS MANY TICKETS AS I DO she has a lead foot!!!

33. EVER RAN OUT OF GAS?

Not yet, but I do lock my keys in my car a lot, so let’s not rule it out.

34. WHATS YOUR FAVORITE KIND OF SANDWHICH?

TUNA WITH SPINACH AND CELERY

35. BEST THING TO EAT FOR BREAKFAST?

Cereal or like eggs or a smoothie

36. WHAT IS YOUR USUAL BEDTIME?

Lately, I’ve been crashing whenever I’m tired so that’s anywhere between 7pm-2am.

36. ARE YOU LAZY?

Oh yes, absolutely. I’m filling this out rather than adding text to the next Remedy post ha my bad y’all.

38. WHEN YOU WERE A KID, WHAT DID YOU DRESS UP AS FOR HALLOWEEN?

my mom actually used to make our costumes, like shit she was good. but idk, halloween was never really a big deal to me, but I remember being a witch several times, and i remember asking for this one cloak during halloween solely because i wanted to play dress up with it for the rest of the year, i had no interest in it for halloween.

39. WHAT IS YOUR CHINESE ASTROLOGICAL SIGN?

I have no idea?? I googled it and it says dog?? i’ll take it.

40. HOW MANY LANGUAGES CAN YOU SPEAK?

just the one, but i’d love to eventually learn spanish. my name is spanish for aunt, and i can apologize in spanish, so i’m getting there.

41. DO YOU HAVE ANY MAGAZINE SUBSCRIPTIONS?

Not a one.

43. WHICH ARE BETTER: LEGOS OR LINCOLN LOGS?

EITHER as long as I can build a really big fort with it. that’s all i’ve ever wanted.

43. ARE YOU STUBBORN?

NO. lol yes, completely bull-headed.

44. WHO IS BETTER: LENO OR LETTERMAN?

I don’t care for either.

45. EVER WATCH SOAP OPERAS?

Nope

46. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS?

For like two seconds, and then I get over it.

47. DO YOU SING IN THE CAR?

Only when I’m in the car.

48. DO YOU SING IN THE SHOWER?

Not so much anymore.

49. DO YOU DANCE IN THE CAR?

Yes... always.

50. EVER USED A GUN?

I’m originally from the states... it’s basically mandetory to shoot a gun. (It’s not, but I have used a gun, yes).

51. LAST TIME YOU GOT A PORTRAIT TAKE BY A PHOTOGRAPHER?

Lol I think it was a family portrait when I was in grade school, so a good ten or so years ago.

53. DO YOU THINK MUSICALS ARE CHEESY?

Some are, but some I love. It’s a hit or a miss.

53. IS CHRISTMAS STRESSFUL?

Absolutely it is, but I love it.

54. EVER EAT A PIEROGI?

Heck yes!

55. FAVORITE TYPE OF FRUIT PIE?

I don’t like cooked fruit.

56. OCCUPATIONS YOU WANTED TO BE WHEN YOU WERE A KID?

Actress, singer, and writer. So i’m really practical.

57. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?

As much as I believe in breathing air.

58. EVER HAVE A DEJA-VU FEELING?

All the time

59. DO YOU TAKE A VITAMIN DAILY?

Nah, but I should.

60. DO YOU WEAR SLIPPERS?

I have fuzzy pig slippers that I adore. I rarely wear them because I want to keep them forever.

61. DO YOU WEAR A BATH ROBE?

No, but I’ve been wanting to have one just to make me feel grown up.

62. WHAT DO YOU WEAR TO BED?

Big shirt & panties, boxer shorts and a tank top, sometimes something... just depends.

63. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CONCERT?

Britney Spears! And I got to meet her before the show. She had rened out my mom’s salon a few nights before hand so my mom went home to get me, take me back to work and I followed her around the store and told her DJ I wanted to sing when I grew up. I think I also cartwheeled around the store, but I didn’t even realize that it was her, I don’t thinkg, when I was following her around.

64. WALMART, TARGET, OR KMART?

Target (I miss it in Canada, RIP)

65. NIKE OR ADIDAS?

N...either.

66. CHEETOS OR FRITOS?

Cheetos AND Fritos.

67. PEANUTS OR SUNFLOWER SEEDS?

Neither.

68. EVER HEAR OF THE GROUP TRES BIEN?

69. EVER TAKE DANCE LESSONS?

Yes, and I wish I still did.

70. IS THERE A PROFESSION YOU PICTURE YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE DOING?

Whatever they want, idc as long as they’re happy.

71. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE?

Sure can.

72. EVER WON A SPELLING BEE?

No.

73. HAVE YOU EVER CRIED BECAUSE YOU WERE SO HAPPY?

Only all the time.

74. OWN ANY RECORD ALBUMS?

I do not.

75. OWN A RECORD PLAYER?

I do not.

76. DO YOU REGULARLY BURN INCENSE?

I burn candles, does that count?

77. EVER BEEN IN LOVE?

I have!

78. WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IN CONCERT?

Ed Sheeran and Mumford and Sons again, and Maroon 5 again, Miley again... I don’t know about anyone else tb.

79. WHAT WAS THE LAST CONCERT YOU SAW?

Awolnation with my ex ... NO WAIT, it was the last bit of July Talk which my ex was supposed to take me to, but I went with my friend instead.

80. HOT TEA OR COLD TEA?

Hot

81. TEA OR COFFEE?

Tea for sure.

82. SUGAR COOKIES OR SNICKERDOODLES?

Making me choose between two things I love is stressful. BOTH.

83. CAN YOU SWIM WELL?

Yup! I used to take lessons lol

84. CAN YOU HOLD YOUR BREATH WITHOUT HOLDING YOUR NOSE?

Yeah

85. ARE YOU PATIENT?

Most of the time.

86. DJ OR BAND AT A WEDDING?

I like the idea of a band, but probably DJ for a better sound quality.

87. EVER WON A CONTEST?

Yeah

88. HAVE YOU EVER HAD PLASTIC SURGERY?

89. WHICH ARE BETTER: BLACK OR GREEN OLIVES?

Neither, they’re both gross.

90. CAN YOU KNIT OR CROCHET?

I can crochet in my sleep, but I’m just now learning how to knit.

91. BEST ROOM FOR A FIREPLACE?

My room right now omg it’s so cold.

92. DO YOU WANT TO GET MARRIED?

I’m not sure, tbh. Some days I do, some days I don’t.

93. IF MARRIED, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN MARRIED?

Not even a minute.

94. WHO WAS YOUR HIGH SCHOOL CRUSH?

Aww, his name was Jesse and he was a cutie for sure.

95. DO YOU CRY AND THROW A FIT UNTIL YOU GET YOUR OWN WAY?

Not since I was like 3. Okay... maybe last week. Just kidding.

96. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

I do not! But I have lovely niece’s and nephew’s whom I love so much.

97. DO YOU WANT KIDS?

Only like three, or so.

98. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR?

Yellow

99. DO YOU MISS ANYONE RN?

Seger, the pup.

100. WHO ARE YOU GOING TO TAG TO DO THIS TAG NEXT?

Oh man, I’m gonna go ahead and tag anyone who wants to do this! and also @malcolmlandgraab

oh shit wait, i’m also going to tag @vodkasims for the name twin thing!!

#non-sims #y'all tagged me #ptiaspeaks

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