#so we’ll pour you a hot cocoa
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BIG LOVE AHEAD
[1.2k | cute| small town/coffee shop au]
{ao3}
for @firemedicdiaz- I hope this can be a soft blanket of distraction <3. and for @singlethread- happiest of birthdays <3
surprise i wrote an au that didnt turn into a 20k+ saga lol.
Title from Big Love Ahead by Mon Rovîa. enjoy!
Evan Buckley is absolutely soaked. Standing in the rain and miserable If he’s being truly honest with himself. But that’s the thing. He should be miserable. Because he just had his heart broken. He was supposed to have had the cinematic love story— from the meet cute while he had been helping Bobby host the annual toy drive to a kiss in the rain after they decided to exchange keys and each have a drawer at the other’s place, cheesy keys in a jewelry boxes, contact paper and all. But the box is in his jacket pocket and it’s pouring rain. and Alex was the one with the car that night so Buck trudges towards home. Trying not to think about how this news will spread throughout town, for lack of a better term, like wildfire.
Sure he could have called a cab had his phone not died of course. So yeah he was pretty much stuck walking through town, completely soaked.
He's not sure why he stops on the corner that he does, maybe to take a break under the awning of the little coffee shop that opened recently. He had been meaning to stop by, but it felt like a betrayal against the old machine that sputtered out the perfect cup at the station.
He runs a hand through his sopping curls. And he hears a crack of thunder and sees a flash of lightning.
“Fucking hell,” he mumbles to himself.
“You wanna come inside?”
Buck jumps as he turns towards the door, where he finds a man about his age leaning out of it. He's wearing a henley and a flannel— both of which look impossibly soft. He has a towel sling over his shoulder and gentle eyes.
“Aren’t you uh, closed?”
“Technically, but when I see cute guys walking through severe weather I get concerned.”
“I- um, I don't want to keep you. I really don’t live too far.”
“I live upstairs,” The man says and shrugs, “and I can make you a hot beverage so you don’t get sick.”
Buck swallows the fact that standing in the rain doesn't necessarily get you sick and accepts the offer.
Once they are both inside the other man takes stock of him and how he’s dripping onto the welcome mat.
“Uhh let me get you a towel— and maybe a change of clothes?”
He’s gone before Buck can protest.
He looks around the cozy shop and then locks eyes with a pair behind red glasses. The gaze scrutinizing.
“Who are you?” the boy demands
“Uh, my name's Buck.”
“That's a funny name. Why are you all wet?”
“Christopher, what have I told you about rude questions buddy?”
“It was a valid question. I just didn't know how to explain getting brutally dumped to a six year old.”
“I'm seven!” Christopher pipes up.
The man laughs shyly, “I'm Eddie Diaz by the way.”
“Evan Buckley, but everyone calls me Buck”
“You’re the…firefighter right?”
Buck just buries his face in his hands, “Sorry there are approximately 10 queer people in this town and we must all know each other.”
“It’s okay. There’s a bathroom around that corner.” Eddie holds out a fluffy towel and what looks like a neatly rolled t-shirt and pair of basketball shorts, “sorry this is all I had that I thought might fit.”
“Hey, it’s better than what I've got on.”
He exits the small bathroom feeling a bit refreshed and finds Eddie behind the counter seemingly hard at work at a new chalkboard sign.
“Pick your poison—tea, cocoa, or decaf?”
“Cocoa!” Buck brightens.
“Are you really a firefighter?” Chris asks with the pure wonderment only a seven year old can have.
“Yeah, I am!”
“Can I come visit and slide down the pole and sit in the truck? Please?”
Buck smiles so much it hurts his cheeks a little bit.
He lowers his voice down to a conspicuous whisper, “You ask your dad and I'll ask my captain and we’ll see what we can do.”
He knew Bobby would say yes, he loves having kids at the firehouse as long as they are respectful if they have to rush off. Which doesn’t happen all that often anyway.
Eddie comes back to the table tray in hand, loaded up with two hot chocolates and a black coffee along with a cookie split into thirds.
“Thank you, you really didn't have to do this.”
Eddie waves it off as he brings his mug to his lips and takes a long sip of coffee.
“Can we please visit Buck at the firehouse Dad?”
Eddie smiles down at Chris and ruffles his hair, “Sure kid.”
The beaming smile that comes in return nearly blinds Buck– and only makes him smile harder too.
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It’s two days later when Bobby texts that Marie (the coffee maker) has finally and officially shorted out (RIP) and asks Buck to bring a round of various coffee concoctions into work for the crew.
So of course he stops by Eddie’s shop– which is of course swamped, because it's 7:30 on a Monday morning.
Ravi, a kid he recognizes from one of their community events is behind the register while Eddie seems to be the one focusing on the drinks.
“Hey um Ravi?” he asks while handing over the cash for the drinks, “Could you tell Eddie that I'm asking about my suit? He’ll know. Thanks.” he smiles as Ravi nods.
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It's later that day, they've cleaned the entire station, as per the Monday schedule, and even went on a few calls.
“So,” Chimney pops his gum, “I hear that you had quite the roller coaster weekend in the relationship department, Buck.”
Buck raises his eyebrow with uncertainty.
“Well I heard that–”
“Stopping you right there Henrietta.” Buck replies holding up his hand.
“Yes, Alex and I broke up. And yes I met Eddie who owns the coffee shop. That's it. Happy?”
“Then what is Eddie doing here with a child and what appears to be your date night suit?” Chimney asks eyebrows climbing rapidly.
“Just because that's all that happened doesn't mean- Hey you two!”
“Ravi got your message to me, I took it to the dry cleaner. And I, um, thought you would want this back too." Eddie holds out the box tentatively. “I didn't realize it was that-”
“Oh,” buck smiles, opening the box, “it's just a key- it wasn't”
“Oh!” Eddie smiles, “well regardless. It's yours.”
Buck glances over his shoulder to see that Bobby is entertaining Chris with a plastic firefighter helmet and the different parts of the engine.
“Come here,” Buck takes Eddie's hand and pulls him further away from the prying eyes of his well meaning but nosy family. “So, I know I was just broken up with, but I would really like to take you out on a date sometime. Or just for dinner, as a thank you. Totally fine if-”
“Yes, I'll go on a date with you.” Eddie encroaches further into his space and brushes a light kiss over his lips. “Wanted nothing more since I saw you sopping wet under the awning.”
Buck rolls his eyes and laughs.
“So Buckley, are we gonna get free coffee out of this whole deal or what?” Chimney asks, leaning against the engine.
He looks up at Eddie and whispers, “you can say no,” in his ear.
“Sure.”
“Dad, Dad, Dad, can you and Buck help me down the firefighter pole?” Chris asks, rocking excitedly on his crutches.
“Let’s do it!”
Eddie looks over at Buck, smiling in a way that makes Buck realize exactly where Chris gets it from, and just reflects it back.
#buddie#evan buckley#eddie diaz#aj writes stuff#usermoonlight#userbuckleyhans#userceecee#usersharky#useroliii#userweres#buddiefanfiction
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Raison d'être [Part 2]
Sekkun -> Sosui (in case it's confusing, because I completely forgot his name the first time whoops)
~Duck River office~
Sosui: I have led Wakakusa-san all the way to the front entrance. Shu-san on the other hand had jumped up and ran off somewhere though-
Ujigawa Gen: I don`t care, good work.
Ujigawa Gen: Goodness, talking to a child is exhausting. You, pour me a cup of warm tea
Sosui: Understood. But sir, was it really the best choice to just tell them?
Ujigawa Gen: The thing about Duck River’s successor being Wakakusa-kun? Or is it the thing about how he and Shu are half brothers?
Sosui: Both. When the announcement of a successor is revealed, the fact that Wakakusa-san is your son will be obvious. Of course, plans to deal with the media are ready , however, the timing to reveal it to both of them was surprising, is what I thought.
Ujigawa Gen: Because Shu looked like he was about to make another out of pocket move. Before he becomes a thorn to Wakakusa-kun and FuRai, it was best to cut him off earlier.
Sosui: I see
Ujigawa Gen: As the face of Duck River, Fujin Rizing needs to be a successful band after all. For that, there being some minor sacrifices is a given
Sosui: Indeed, just as you said.
Ujigawa Gen: There is no use in keeping unusable pieces, time and money is finite you see. You simply just need to cut off ones you don’t need.
Sosui: …you’ve never changed, even from back then
Ujigawa Gen: Did you say something?
Sosui: Ah no, it's nothing. Your tea.
~Furai sharehouse~
Fuuta: Hey Ko-nii, has Aoi not come back yet? You think it's better if we go to pick him up?
Yamato: On the way there we can go to a convenience store, for some reason, I’m hungry.
Kohei: Yeah, but its not good if we miss each other. Someone should stay back
Misaki: Then what’d we do? Wanna decide this with rock paper scissors?
*Door opens*
Aoi: I’m back..
Fuuta: Ah, Aoi! Welcome back!
Yamato: Welcome back. ..hm? You seem to be lacking spirit. Are you hungry as well?
Fuuta: What's wrong? I’ll grab Sakutaro here, wanna sing together? Then you’ll be back in spirits!
Aoi: No.. I’m fine, thanks though..
Kohei: Its pretty cold right? I’ll pour something warm for you so wait a bit
Misaki: Ah, I’ll help as well!
*Walks away*
Misaki: Yo.. Ko-nii.. What did the pres say to Aoi? Its pretty obvious that something happened, its written on his face
Kohei: Yeah, but I’m not sure its something we can force out of him. Even I don’t know, so maybe we should wait until Aoi talks
Misaki: But like.. Ain’t it something that affects us as well? Sooner or later we’ll find out anyways..
Kohei: Yeah, but if its bad news, seeing us all hurt by it, he’ll view it as the person who broke the news; his, fault
Misaki: You got a point..
Kohei: So, we should leave the time to talk about it to him
Misaki: Well, if you say so. But regardless of the news we’ll accept it, its hard seeing Aoi being the only one with a sad face
Kohei: Of course
*They return*
Kohei: Here you go, Aoi, cocoa. Its hot so drink with caution
Aoi: Thanks
Fuuta: Hey Aoi, what did the presi-
Kohei: Fuuta.
Fuuta: Oh. What’s up Ko-nii?
Kohei: Ah no, why don’t we leave that conversation for later?
Fuuta: …
Misaki: Yo Aoi. Something happened right?
Kohei: Oi Misaki..
Misaki: Sorry Ko-nii, I can’t handle it. If he doesn’t wanna say it so be it, but I don’t like it when Aoi is the only one suffering
Fuuta: Me too. Seeing Aoi lack energy is harsh, you think so too right Yamato?
Yamato: Yeah. You guys have gotten through everything together right? So I think that its better to talk to everyone and face the problem together.
Fuuta: Yup, and since Yamato is with us too
Kohei: Thats true.. Okay. Aoi, did something happen? Just say the things your comfortable with explaining, we’ll hear everything out.
Aoi: You guys.. Got it.. I’ll talk. The truth is-
(Aoi explains the situation)
Misaki: WHOA WHOA WAIT. This is a little too big to follow!
Yamato: To sum it up, your real father is Duck River’s president. Did you guys not know?
Kohei: We only knew about the parents in Nagasaki being Aoi’s adopted family of course
Fuuta: Is that so..?
Misaki: Aoi told us this when we were small right
Aoi: To me, my real parents are my mom and dad in Nagasaki
Kohei: But this time, that president is not only announcing your blood relation, he wants to name you his successor above all that.. This is a pretty unbelievable situation
Misaki: Aoi becoming head of that big-ass company, thats big
Yamato: Thats right, but whats important here is us. Aoi, when you found out he was your real father, were you shocked? Or are you more troubled with the successor crisis?
Aoi: No..I didn’t really care about myself at that time. To me, what will happen with FuRai and you guys was what weighed on my mind the most.
Kohei: Aoi…
Aoi: FuRai being signed with Duck River and debuting was all because I was his successor, is what he said. I think the president wants to use FuRai and do whatever he wants.. At this rate, we’ll forever be that company’s lap dog!
Aoi: But if I said that I didn’t want to become the successor, I’m sure our support will be cut off..
Misaki: But like! The most important thing here is your feelings. If you don’t want it then we don’t want it either. And if the opportunity disappears then so be it!
Aoi: But! You all saw how that company works! The reason FuRai is in this situation, is my fault… and plus, mom and dad.. Might become saddened by this.. I don’t want that!
Fuuta: Aoi.. don’t cry, I’ll start crying too…
Aoi: You guys… I’m sorry!
Kohei: No. You didn’t do anything wrong.
Fuuta: But, why does Aoi have to suffer through this? It would’ve been fine if we continued making music together as always, that we’d always be happy…
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Shu: Before I realized it, I fell asleep huh. I don’t… even know what time it is now. I don’t have the energy to wake up, I don’t even have the energy to take a breath in and out, its painful.
Shu: Why.. do I have to wake up.. It would be so much better if I just… slept like this forever…
Shu: … then I wouldn’t.. have to think about anything anymore
– flashback-
Ujigawa Gen: Duck River’s successor has been decided to be Wakakusa Aoi-kun. I have no intention of supporting from now on. By now, you are no longer someone with any form of relation to Duck River. Whether you want to continue with you band, or go back to Kyoto, do as you wish. You are no longer of any use to me. I don’t want to see your face ever again.
- end of flashback -
Shu: …why… did papa not look at me…? why… did papa throw me away…?
Shu: Why… was it that since I was small, papa and mama were never by my side..? At school events, important days, even the day I caught a fever.. Why was I always alone..
Shu: …thats why I…made a song for papa… If its a song I put my heart into…surely it would reach him… if what I thought… but that, was all a lie…
Shu: I’m sure… the people who listen to my music are the same… 3 years in the future, 5 years in the future, even after this… there won’t be people who will always be there to look… at my music, at me.
Shu: If they get bored, it’ll all just be thrown away… aha… just like a toy they don’t need anymore.
Shu: The most ridiculous thing here is…me
Shu: In the end, I was just a worthless kid that they could’ve found anywhere…if that's the case then why… am I here…
Shu: why… am I alive…?
–flashback-
Young Shu: Mr.Felix! How do you read that french word..?
Felix: Ah.. this is “Raison d'être”
Young Shu: Raison de..? What does it mean?
Felix: Hmm.. Raison d'être.. In Japanese I suppose it could mean; A reason for living, possibly?
Young Shu: What does a reason for living.. mean?
Felix: Thats a quite philosophical term hence putting it simply is a bit difficult. Hmm.. lets see.. Its something that means that above realizing your reason for life, one must come to terms with the despair present within..
Young Shu: Thats too hard..!
Felix: Ahaha~ You’re right, even for grown ups, its a hard to define word after all..
-end of flashback-
Shu: One after another, useless memories keep popping up… my head… is filled with words..! If I don’t spit them out… my head feels like it might explode..!
Shu: Keh.. My notes… where did I put them…
*Sound of writing*
Shu: Aha~ My hands are shaking… so much… that I can’t write properly… its suffocating… but, I need to write it out… everytime I write, I feel like I can breathe… just a little more…
Shu: I wonder… what happened to the notes I had burnt… what was written on them… was it words written in pain like the ones now…
Shu: …or were they filled with lovely memories… I wanted to keep…
Shu: …I hope my words… will reach someone, someday…
~Epsi sharehouse~
*Knock on door*
Reiji: Shu, I brought food. Even if you eat only small portions, its better to have something- may I enter?
*Knock on door*
Reiji: Pardon me, I’m opening the door.
Reiji: He’s not here? …shit, since when?! …there's no note or anything too
*Dials phone*
*Shu’s phone rings from inside the room*
Reiji: He left his phone..? And wallet…?
Tadaomi: How’s Shu-kun’s condition? …oh? He’s not here… where did he go?
Reiji: Tadaomi, sorry but I’m going out for a bit!
Tadaomi: Reiji-kun-!
~Outside~
Reiji: I went to all the places I suspected he’d be but nothing.. Shit. Where is he? Since he left both his phone and wallet, there’s no way he’d be back in Kyoto. When I called the secretary, he said that he hasn’t come around either. If thats the case…where? There shouldn’t be a place that Shu can rely on, since he doesn’t have a single reliable friend after all..
Reiji: Am I… in a good mood? If I look at everything I’ve been through, I feel slightly better. ..but, the one I swore revenge on isn’t Shu; its his father. Him and my father… in the past he had made a wreck of my father’s Skyfox Records after all. If Shu falls here, that’ll be a big problem..!
Reiji: And, he’s only a child. The only ones that protect him, protect his music, is only me. Then, there’s only one place to go.
~Duck River office~
*Knock on door*
Ujigawa Gen: Who is it?!
*Door opens*
Reiji: Karasuma Reiji.
Ujigawa Gen: Ah you. What is my secretary doing.. I don’t have any appointments with you.
Reiji: I have hasteful issue at hand. Shu has disappeared.
Ujigawa Gen: Disappeared? Hah. Isn’t that just his normal act, sooner or later he’ll come back anyways
Reiji: But he hasn’t brought both his phone nor wallet and simply left home..! If we use the people from the company we should be able to find him immediately, could you please assist in the search?
Ujigawa Gen: You’ve always been painfully swung around by Shu all the time right? How about you use this chance and grow a pair of wings or something?
Reiji: Wha-
Ujigawa Gen: Its simply his common lash out for attention, there’s no use in worrying. My god, what a bothersome kid..
Reiji: Isn’t it because you’re like this, that Shu grew up to become that sort of kid
Ujigawa Gen: Oh, you say funny things.
Reiji: With no doubt he is selfish and self-centered. As time passes, he grows further from being an adult and instead pivots into caring less and less. And you say you really don’t know the reason why..?
Reiji: Shu wanted to be loved by you! He wanted to be loved, praised, acknowledged by the father he loved so much! All his actions were done so you would simply look at him!
Reiji: And yet despite all that, you haven’t done a single thing as a father, at the very least find him, and say something to him..!
Reiji: Apologize to him!
Ujigawa Gen: Fuhaha!
Reiji: Apologize to Shu!
Ujigawa Gen: You seem to be very heated. IS that truly the attitude when asking something from others?
Reiji: ugh..!
*Reiji bows on the floor*
Reiji: Then as this..!
Ujigawa Gen: Aha! To grovel on the floor is another old-fashioned tactic. I have seen many grovel in front of me, but to have someone this young is a first..!
Reiji: I beg…of you…
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Sosui: Oh my, Shu-san. Since when have you been here? To eavesdrop here is a bit..
Shu: Ah!
Sosui: To have such a servant that thinks so much for the master, are you sure you shouldn’t go in there to help him? To say, I’m here, to him.
Shu: *Runs away*
Sosui: Fufu~ This reckless behavior given by youth warms my heart, however, it seems that they need a bit of an adult’s helping hand after all…
~Street~
Fuuta: hah… it feels like today’s practice wore us out
Yamato: It can’t be helped.. Right now there isn’t anything else we can do..
Misaki: Talks between Duck River have become wishy-washy after all, well what we’ll do hasn’t been decided either so..
Fuuta: Ah c’mon… even walking feels like a drag and I’m kinda hungry how… Ko-nii, why don’t we grab a bite somewhere and then go back?
Misaki: Sounds good… lets eat somethin’ good and get our energy back
Yamato: As longa s there’s white rice I’m good with any shop
Kohei: I got it (2x), we should do that once in a while too. Aoi, what do you want?
Aoi: …I’m good… I’ll take a walk and get back home okay? Don’t eat something too expensive, okay? Then I’ll be off…
Misaki: Oi, Aoi..! Well he left…
*Aoi walks off*
Kohei: We should give him some alone time
Yamato: Thats sounds good
Kohei: If it gets too late, we should go pick him up together
Fuuta: Yeah..
~Park~
Aoi: Woah..! It suddenly started raining..! Maybe, I should be better getting back home.. Huh? That person sitting on the bench…?
Aoi: Uhm… Ujigawa-kun…?
Shu: You… what do you want?
Aoi: Erm.. its started raining, if you stay here you’ll catch a cold
Shu: You’re a sore, go somewhere else
Aoi: Even if you say that, I can’t just leave you here alone… and I, have been wanting to talk to you…
Shu: You’re noisy, shut up.
Aoi: No… I won’t shut up. Ever since that day, you face was burned into my mind. I, I know. Thats a face from a person that had fully given up.. But I didn’t know what to do…!
Aoi: It’s not like I was close to you, and you may not even want to see my face…! Even now, I don’t know for sure what to say, but..! Seeing you sitting all alone in the cold was something I couldn’t just let be-
Shu: SHUT UP SHUT UP, SHUT UP! I DON’T WANT TO HEAR YOUR VOICE!
Aoi: Wait! Ujigawa-kun..!
Shu: LET GO OF ME!
Aoi: Where are you going this late at night empty handed?! Do the other epsi members know? Since its started raining, I’m sure they’re worried too…!
Shu: WHAT’S WITH YOU?!! You appear all of a sudden and suddenly start acting all brotherly?!
Shu: ITS YOUR FAULT..!
Shu: ITS ALL YOUR FAULT THAT I-!
Shu: WHY IS IT YOU AND NOT ME..! When I had it all… from the beginning… if only you…weren’t here..! Just disappear now! DISAPPEAR FROM MY SIGHT-!
Aoi: No. If I disappear now, then you’ll be all alone again..!
Shu: YOU DON’T HAVE TO GIVE A DAMN ABOUT SOMEONE LIKE ME…!
Aoi: OF COURSE I CAN’T!
Shu: WHY!
Aoi: I DON'T FREAKING KNOW?! BUT MAYBE ITS BECAUSE YOU’RE HERE, CRYING..?!
Shu: GUH-!
Aoi: There was a time that I thought you were scary but, you’re really an amazing kid. To have that much talent, and to be able to make music enough to move adults..! Surely your music… can reach even the furthest of people..!
Aoi: But from now on, regardless of whatever path you take, when you’re feeling alone and lonely, I’ll be here by your side until you’ll be able to say you’re okay.
Shu: …why… are you crying…?
Aoi: …because Ujigawa-kun… Shu-kun, you’re crying as well
Shu: …eh..?
Aoi: I’m sorry…I’m not able to comfort you when you cry..
Shu: …I’m…not crying in front of you…
Shu: … ah, what… is this…
Aoi: …I have…times that I cry when I really don’t want to…
Aoi: …but at times like that… isn’t it better to cry it all out until no more tears fall..?
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Reiji: Shu!
Shu: …Reiji…
Reiji: You were in a place like this..? Your clothes are soaking wet as well. Goodness. It’ll be quite a problem if you don’t specify your destination beforehand. Come, we’re going home, are you okay?
Shu: …I’m okay… I got it, I’m going.
Reiji: Wakakusa-san, thank you. We will repay this someday.
Aoi: Ah, okay..
*They walk away*
Fuuta: Ah! I found Aoi! You guys, this way!
Misaki: Ah, seriously! Aoi..! You good?
Aoi: You guys…
Kohei: We were so worried. You didn’t come back so we went out to search for you. You’re chilled… here, have my jacket
Yamato: Its good that you’re safe. Fuuta and Misaki were making a big scene about what would happen if you got kidnapped or something. So we all ran out in a panic.
Misaki: I didn’t say that.!
Fuuta: Hm? Aoi, did you cry again?
Aoi: …I didn’t cry!
Misaki: You sure? If you’ve putin’ on a show we won’t believe it
Aoi: Nope, I’m really fine. Thanks for picking me up together
Kohei: Of course we would, c’mon lets go back. We got your portion to-go
Fuuta: It definitely feels more safe when we’re all together
Yamato: Even if we’re missing one, it feels really off
Misaki: Yeah! We’re the best like this, no takeaways!
Fuuta: Hey (2x) Maybe tomorrow we should really go to Duck River..? Its best for this stuff to get dealt with earlier
Misaki: Ooh… we sneakin’ in? I’m all in
Yamato: Sounds fun
Kohei: Come on you guys…
Fuuta: Even just now you were complaining nonstop about the company too!
Aoi: Ahaha… is that so?
Yamato: Yeah, if anything happened to you, he would've blown fists away into the company(?)*. He’s always been such a calm person though…
Misaki: Oho? I know right?
Fuuta: Then lets immediately start making a plan when we get back. We, won’t lose to anyone!
~Epsi sharehouse~
Kohei: Apologies for being late..!
Fuuta: Pardon the intrusion, coming in~!
Yamato: Comin’ in…
Misaki: Uweee~!
Aoi: Thank you for the hard work~
Kanata: You’re late- Did you get lost on the way or something? This is why country bumpkins are a hassle~
Misaki: aH? Not like y’all are from Tokyo either?
Fuuta: Yamato is from Tokyo though! Within us, he’s the most City Boy!
Kohei: and with that Yamato, he is also the reason we came late… even though its his hometown..
Haruka: Any area thats outside of Tokyo is already considered the outer countryside though..
Tadaomi: Its nice to see everyone in FuRai in good spirits though. Since I heard your plans for debuting fell through, we were worried that you’d be all down in the dumps or something…
Kanata: Not even debuting, you guys snuck into Duck River and got fired right~? Aha~ Wow, lame~!
Yamato: No, rather than being fired, there was a difference in opinion so our contract got annulled. So we said “That's our line” to them.
Haruka: Ahaha…that's funny
Aoi: Well, that just means we’re back at the startline! We’ll just have to start from one again, together.
Shu: Okay~ with the proud babysitter at tow~
Reiji: Shu, since everyone is here, we should start soon
Shu: Yeah~ Okay everyone listen up~ From now, I’m going to be making a very~ big announcement
Yamato: Is it… another scheme you’re planning?
Shu: No worries~ Today is just good news after all~
Shu: First, the label that I made; SkyFox Records is going to start full scale soon.
Kohei: The label you made..? But you’re only still in middle school right? How in the world is a child going to represent a company?
Shu: Aha~ Just like what you said, a child can’t represent a company~ being said is something I’ve already anticipated. So the representative of the company is someone we all are familiar with instead
Tadaomi: Someone we all know..?
Shu: Sorry for the wait, you can enter now~
Sosui: Hey everyone, its been a while… or not
Fuuta: Huh? You’re Duck River’s secretary… why are you here?
Sosui: Aha~ thats |previous| secretary to you
Aoi: Previous..? So that means?
Sosui: I have already cut ties with that company. Well then, let me do a re-introduction; my name is Sosui Sanetomo. From now on, I will be acting as SkyFox Records’ representative.
Kanata: Eh~ Even if you say previous, its still someone from that company in an important position like this~
Misaki: Well it ain’t a problem with us, as long as we ain’t dragged into messy problems like before yeah?
Shu: Oh don’t worry~ this old man, is on our side after all
Sosui: Eh~? To you all I’m already an old man..? Oh well, putting that aside, SkyFox intends to place the people here; Fujin Rizing and Epsilon Phi, under an artist contract.
Aoi: EH?!
Fuuta: Aoi? What does that mean?
Haruka: An artist contract is the same one you guys were under with Duck River. It means that both you and us are debuting under SkyFox. Am I right?
Shu: Thats right~
Kanata: Hm~ I’m still a little iffy about being on the same level as them but since we’re able to debut I guess its fine?
Tadaomi: Yup, its really good news..!
Kohei: This is something we didn’t ever ask for…so why?
Sosui: I’m sure that during LRFes, you all already faced up against other bands, but that was only on an amateur level. From now on, It’ll be a head-on fight as pros.
Fuuta: Head-on…as pros
Sosui: Yup, from now on, only bigger challenges will open. In this world of rivalry between bands, the bands SkyFox bets on winning are Epsilon Phi and Fujin Rizing.
Yamato: I see, and we don’t want to go back to being a company’s lap dog
Fuuta: And I only want to be with everyone. From now and forever, with the FuRai that I love and making the Skaa music that I love
Sosui: Of course, both you and Epsilon Phi are to continue making the music you each want. SkyFox is a label for that reason after all
Misaki: Ko-nii.. How we feelin’
Kohei: I have a few question but for now, I got it. You guys, we’ll talk about it later
Aoi: Yeah, lets discuss it together
Kohei: Thank you very much. Let us have a more thorough discussion afterward
Sosui: Oh course, anytime
Shu: Well, of course you could fail as well. We’ll think about that if it happens. Lets see how far we can go
Sosui: I have no intention to fail though~ Well for everyone here from now on, what you want to do in the future, why you chose the path of music, is something I want you all to ponder over seriously. I have high expectations
Shu: Okay thanks~ So for everyone here, you’ll start being more busy~ There won’t be any breaks until the world knows SkyFox is the best~
Misaki: Seriously?! Is this seriously gonna become a “black company”?!
Fuuta: Eh?! A dark company means-!
Aoi: I’ll explain it all later!
Shu: Ah Reiji, I have something to ask of you later
Reiji: Understood
— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —
Shu: (In the past, the SkyFox Record that Reiji’s father made, and my father destroyed. Its the same name, but not the same. The one here, the one who made this label, is me.)
Shu: (The SkyFox I made, today has let out it’s first cry. The past and Duck River, I could care less about. The one thing in my eyes are the future from where I stand.)
— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —— —
~Epsi sharehouse~
Shu: Raison d'être… you say
*Door knock*
Reiji: Shu. The item you ordered has arrived
Shu: Ah, wait a moment. Okay (2x)
*Door opens*
Reiji: The haircutting scissors you ordered.
Shu: Thanks~ I wanted to freshen up a bit~
Reiji: You’re going to cut your hair yourself? I think you can book an appointment at a hairdresser somewhere
Shu: Nope~ I want it now. Plus, the person who’s cutting it isn’t me, its you.
Reiji: Me?
Shu: Yeah. I’ll sit here all quiet. I’ll warn you in advance though, if you give me a weird haircut, I’ll turn you into a monk (haircut)
Reiji: I understand
*Hair cutting noises*
Shu: There. You can cut it shorter
Reiji: Okay
–
Shu: (Why does Reiji, listen to my words… why is he still by my side? Reiji had always been by my side solely to swear revenge on my papa…)
Reiji: This time, look down… hm? Shu? Are you lost in thought?
Shu: Hm? No, its nothing
Reiji: If you keep spacing out you might get injured
Shu: I know.
Shu: (Shouldn’t it be fine for the me that is hated to get injured..? That time, Reiji-)
Flashback Reiji: (Shu wanted to be loved by you! He wanted to be loved, praised, acknowledged by the father he loved so much! All his actions were done so you would simply look at him! And yet despite all that, you haven’t done a single thing as a father, at the very least find him, and say something to him..! Apologize to him! Apologize to Shu!)
Shu: (To even grovel to him… but, then I’d…)
–
Reiji: Shu, today you’re quite out of it. ..I’ve finished. I am no hairstylist so this is to the extent of my ability. Later on, do schedule an appointment to get it cleaned up.
Shu: Hmph, its fine like this~ Now its your turn to sit down here~
Reiji: Me too?!
Shu: Well because~ You’re a person to be used by me right~? If thats the case, you need to be cooler. You’ve always had this hairstyle after all. Okay~ Take a seat~
Reiji: At the very least spare me from the monk hairstyle
Shu: Ahaha~ Well then~ What to do~
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*- I couldn’t quite catch what Yamato said, any help will be appreciated.
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Fireworks *part 2* (Master Qui-Gon x KnightReader)
Note: Read Love’s In Our Hearts On Life Day *part 1* first to get an idea of what’s going on.
Summary: After a truly wonderful Life Day, it’s time to celebrate the new year with your recently expanded family. What better of a way to do so then with sipping on some hot cocoa and watching the New Year Fete fireworks all together. Happy New Year!
Warnings: Contains fluff, fluff, and more fluff!
Other Notes: I changed the ages for the boys, Anakin is 9 and Obi is 14.
New Year’s Fete Week is the first five days of the year (according to the Galactic Standard Calendar) and is a five-day festival that celebrates the new year.
New Year’s Day, the first dawn of the year. A time of renewal and fresh starts. The moment when we say goodbye to the old and hello to the new…by celebrating with those we care for the most.
“Dear one, what are you trying to do?” Qui-Gon asked, an amused look on his handsome face as he slowly stirred the simmering pot.
“I’m trying to get the thermos to put our hot chocolate in, but someone not only put it up too high…they also hid my step stool!” You sighed exasperatedly, standing on your tip toes.
Reaching above your head, Qui plucked the aforementioned thermos from the top shelf with ease. “That’s because someone doesn’t want to see the two of you get hurt.”
Taking the bottle from him, you jokingly rolled your eyes. “My, aren’t we the overprotective one.”
Wrapping his arm around your waist, Qui-Gon pulled you in close beside him. “Only when it comes to very precious cargo,” he muttered, rubbing your small bump affectionately.
“Oh, Qui,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to the bottom of his jaw. “You know, we still have some time before-”
Your words were abruptly cut short as two overly excited kiddos called out from the next room.
“Mom! Dad! The fireworks are starting soon!” Came Obi-Wan’s crackling voice.
“Yeah! We don’t want to miss a single minute!” Followed by Anakin’s higher pitched one.
You each exchanged a small, knowing smile. Life hadn’t been quite the same since you had adopted Ani, the child “too old to be trained”. It was hectic and a tad overwhelming at times, but Qui and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Because nothing compared to a house filled with so much love and joy.
“Hold that thought,” Qui-Gon said softly, his hand sliding down to your hip and giving it a gentle squeeze…making you giggle.
Turning his head to the side, he shot a simple reply over his shoulder. “We’ll be there in a few moments!”
“Yeah! We’re just finishing up a little surprise for you two!” You added playfully, unscrewing the lid.
The sound of fast approaching footfalls could be heard thundering down the hall.
“Now you’ve done it,” Qui chuckled. Shutting off the burner, he quickly poured the steaming concoction into the bottle and screwed the cap back on. Just in time for the rowdy pair to come stampeding into the tiny kitchen, both bundled up and ready to go.
“Surprise?!” Ani giddily asked.
“I smell chocolate!” Obi enthusiastically exclaimed.
“Hmm, maybe,” you hummed, as you finished filling a container of cookies. “You’ll have to wait and see.”
A joint “aw, man” is what you heard in return.
“Oh, it’s not that bad,” you teased, carefully packing the goodies into your bag. “You’ll find out soon enough.”
“Your mother is right,” Qui-Gon chimed in, pulling his coat on. “And, with that said, let’s be on our way.”
Ani and Obi each let out a small cheer, before running out the back door and into the freshly, fallen snow.
Draping your shawl over your shoulders, Qui-Gon murmured. “Shall we, darling?”
Placing a loving hand on your stomach, you happily replied. “Yes, let’s go celebrate the new year with all three of our boys.”
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Inspiration - Rohan Kishibe
Pairing - Rohan Kishibe x f!reader
Warnings - none!
Word Count - 719
Notes - this is one of my older writings, but my first writing I'm posting on here! I really hope you enjoy because even though it's short, it is one of my absolute favorites!
(image is not mine)
“Damn.” She looked at the clock on her computer. It was almost 8. She was so busy doing homework that she had no time to eat. She sighed and put her head down on her desk, groaning. “What a pain in the ass.” She saved her writing as a draft and threw on a jacket and grabbed her keys, opening her door. “Son of a bitch, just my luck. Thanks, Zeus.” She grabbed an umbrella and looked at the rain pouring down in the streetlamp. Sure, it was beautiful as an art form, but not when you were in desperate need of dinner. She crawled in her car, and adjusted her rear view mirror, finding a couple walking together in the rain. They were pressed against each other and laughing about something. She could only dream to have something like that at this point. At the moment, she was an overworked college student who lost track of time and forgot to eat. She sighed, and started up her car, the windshield wipers moving the rain that was being shone on by her porch light. Tonight was going to be a long night.
“Can I just get a meatball sub? Thanks.” The sound of customers and plates clanking was muffled in her ears as her mind was in a completely different realm. She needed inspiration. Something. Anything. She kept deleting her paper for class. It just wasn't working. Nothing she was writing felt right. There were some amazing writers out there, but none of her writing felt… good enough. She sighed and took a sip of her hot cocoa, looking out the darkened window, seeing people walk by holding hands with their children or their lovers, all overcast by their own umbrellas. It was beautiful, but it wasn't enough. Suddenly, she was pulled from her own mind when a man sat across from her in her booth. “Can I help you?” She tilted her head slightly and grabbed her butter knife just in case. “My name is Rohan Kishibe. You look sad, are you alright?” “I'm sorry? First of all, like the Rohan Kishibe? Like the manga artist.” “Are you a fan?” “A huge fan!” He signed a napkin and handed it to her. “And second, Mr. Kishibe, I'm not sad.” “You sure look sad.” “Well, I'm not-” “Then what are you?” He fluttered open a sketchbook and looked back at her. “I'm sorry?” “What are you?” “Your meatball sub, ma’am.” The waiter sat it across from her and Rohan raised his hand slightly, pen in between his fingers. “I'll get some fruit water, and then I can get to work.” “Yes sir, I'll be back with that momentarily.” The waiter hurried off and her eyes went dark looking at the manga artist. “That’s not going on my bill.” “I understand. We’ll split then. 50/50.” “Woah, I was just asking for you to pay for your fruit water, not a quarter of my damn meal!” “I don't mind. Anyway, as I was saying, how do you feel?” She put her face in her hand and looked back at the manga artist. “Uninspired I guess. I have a paper due soon, but haven't had any inspiration to do it. I want it to be really good, but I don't know.” “Thank you.” Rohan nodded at the waiter and then looked back at her. “Uninspired, you say?” She nodded and took a bite of her food. “I just want… something. You know?” “Oh believe me, I know. Question: do you mind if I draw you?” “Y-You want to draw me?” “I'll draw you twice. One that you can keep, and one for me.” “I-I don't mind at all!” He began sketching as she continued talking, and before they knew it, it had been over an hour and a half of just the two of them talking. “Here you go. And here’s the money for the drink. I quite like you.” She smiled and looked over the drawing with a red face. “Thank you, Rohan. This means a lot.” “And since I'm here,” he slipped over a piece of paper with his number on it. “Call me sometime. I like hearing your voice.” He walked out of that restaurant and suddenly, she had the inspiration to finish her paper in one night.
#rohan#rohan kishibe#rohan jjba#jjba#x reader#rohan x reader#rohan kishibe x reader#jojos bizarre adventure#anime#manga#rohan kishibe x you#rohan kishibe fluff#rohan kishibe imagine#first writing!!
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Perfection
Relationships: Brett x Reagan
A/N: Written for day 6 of @breaganweekbabeee
Prompt: Sweet nothings + warm drinks
Word count: 651
Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7
Summary: Brett and Reagan keeping warm on a snowy day.
Also on Ao3!
“Holy smokes, is it cold out there!” Brett called as he opened the door, announcing his return. He made his way into the living room to place the bags on the table, and Reagan couldn’t help but laugh at his appearance. He was all bundled up- toque, scarf, jacket, and even mittens- and absolutely covered in snow. It was adorable, to say the least. When he took off his jacket, snow fell from his shoulders, and they were both surprised by how much had accumulated in the short walk from the car to the apartment. As he shed his layers, he proclaimed, “I’ve got everything we should need for… well, however long we’ll be stuck here for.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Brett nodded tensely, wrapping his arms around himself.
Reagan couldn’t help herself from chuckling. She was still on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, the same way she’d been when Brett left, with the same National Geographic nature documentary playing on the TV just behind Brett. “Cold?”
“Very.”
She stifled her laugh at the way Brett nearly wiggled around to keep warm, and instead told him, “C’mere.” Reagan opened her arms, and subsequently her blanket, to him, and Brett was more than happy to run over to her.
He mumbled an almost inaudible, “thank god,” as he wrapped his arms around her, his head resting on her chest while she re-situated the blanket. “You’re warm,” he hummed contently, letting his eyes slip closed as she ruffled his hair, just the way she knew he loved.
“I thought you were supposed to be the human furnace,” she mused, drawing a soft laugh from him.
“I’m just pre-heating,” he assured her, spurring more laughter from both of them.
“You’re such a dork, Brett.” Reagan’s sentence was punctuated with a kiss to Brett’s forehead, causing him to blush. He stayed quiet though, long enough for Reagan to have to check to see if he was asleep or not. “Still there, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” he replied quietly, right before he let out a sigh; one that was uncharacteristically loud for him.
She glanced down at him, mildly concerned before asking, “are you alright?”
He nodded in response, a small grin turning his lips. “Mhm,” he hummed, before adding, “you just smell nice.”
Again, she chuckled at his answer, her hand resuming the way it’d been playing with his hair earlier. “You know, I think this is as close to perfect as life’s going to get.” Sure, it sounded cheesy, thinking that this domestic bliss was “as close to perfect” as possible, but maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t as cliché as she thought. Brett hummed his agreement, before following with a more contemplative noise.
Suddenly, he sprung out of her arms and made his way to the kitchen. Reagan’s brows furrowed as she contemplated following him, but Brett was quick to call, “Stay right there, Rea.”
And so she did. For about five minutes, Reagan sat on the couch, alone, listening as metal hit ceramic, liquid was poured, paper was ripped, things were stirred, and the microwave beeped. When he returned, Brett was carrying two mugs of hot cocoa, both topped with whipped cream and marshmallows. He set the drinks on the coffee table before returning to his righteous spot- which was just curling around Reagan. His head rested on her shoulder, lips placing gentle kisses along her jaw and neck, humming contently when her hand returned to his hair. “I love you, Brett,” she whispered.
Brett pulled away, absolutely beaming at her. “I love you too,” he returned softly, before catching her lips in a gentle kiss.
When they parted, Reagan asked, “can you pass me my cocoa?”, which Brett happily complied to, and reached behind himself to get both their drinks. The couple clinked their mugs together before taking a sip, which made both of them smile.
“Now this,” Brett declared, “is perfection.”
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Remember how I sad I had an Christmas idea since June….well now that I’m finally acting on it. Lol this was just a fun little fic…
All the Rays huddled around the Christmas tree, the twins eyeing brightly wrapped gifts. The two six year olds excited to see what lay beneath the layer of wrapping paper.
“Thanks for inviting us over Chuck”
“Yeah”
“YEAH THANKS!”
“Thank you Chuck”
“Yeah whatever”
“DADDY CAN WE OPEN THEM NOW”
“At midnight Sweetheart”
“…..boo”
They all watched the snowfall, Chucky sipped on some hot cocoa, that may or may not have been spiked.
“Snows pouring down huh?”
“Yeah, we might have a snow in”
“It appears so”
“Huh yeah”
“What does that mean?”
“Lots of snow”
“Oh”
“COOL!”
They all huddled together watching classic Christmas movies, till something was amiss. The air was growing thick, and full of frost l. The wind howling with an eerie glee attempting to force its way in. And too top it off the power went out, leaving all of them in the blanket of darkness.
“Well shit”
“I’ll go flip on the generator”
“You sure? It’s freezing out there”
“Yeah I’ll be fine”
“Better you freeze your ass than me”
“Wow thanks Chucky”
Billy grabbed his coat, and made is way out in to the bone chilling atmosphere. The went to the power box and tried to find some way to turn the power back on. However his attention was grabbed by something moving in the corner of his eye.
“Huh?”
……
“How fucking long is Billy gonna take?”
“Don’t know”
“AHHHHHHH”
“……..was that Billy”
“…..it sounded like him”
“Oh shit”
“Daddy? What’s going on?”
“I—I don’t know….uh why don’t you go with your ma and Glen and grab some flash lights….ok?”
“Ok!”
…..
“Ok what the fuck happened to Billy”
“I’m not going out there…Jig you go”
“…..fine”
The second youngest ventured out into the snow. Searching for young Billy. To find nothing, only the remains of his bright bow tie, and his foot prints in the white snow.
“Did you find him?”
Jig just shook his head.
“Fuck”
“What’s going on?”
“Well you’re uncle Billy’s kinda well….he got lost”
“Lost?”
“We’ll find him”
They all fell dead silent the the loud thumbing at the top of the roof. And faint animal like growls, echoing through the chimney.
“…..Fuck”
“What the hell”
“Oh dear…..”
“Kids stay behind me”
“Stay here”
The three brothers ventured into separate rooms of the house.
“AHHHHHHHH”
“OH SHIT”
“OH NO”
They bolted in the direction of the screams only to find nothing.
“And he’s gone”
“FUCK”
The twins heard the frantic screams and shouting growing frightened by minute.
“Mum I’m scared”
“Me too”
“It’s gonna be ok….”
“Ok we’re getting fucking picked off one by one”
“I can see that Charles!”
“FUCK”
The growling returned filling the house and this time followed by sinister laughter filling the home.
“I’ll head outside and scout the area, you stay here with your family”
“Fine you go, I’ll stay here. But if your ass gets jacked it ain’t on me”
“I’ll be fine”
Jig ventured out searching the white area. Finding nothing.
“AHHHHHH”
“GODDAMN IT JIG”
Chucky’s yell towards his brother was cut short when a long rustic chain, trailed down the chimney.
“Oh shit”
“DADDY IM SCARE”
“DAD!”
Chucky looked at his kids and wife with a concerned look in his crystal eyes. However his face dropped, feeling the metal chain coil around his leg.
“AHHHHHHH”
“DAAAADDDDYYYY”
“DAAAAAADDDDDD”
“CHUCKY”
The redhead was yanked up, hearing his screams fade away.
Before his family could scream the door was flung open, nearly knocking it off its old rickety hinges. Revealing an animal like creature, to the long horns curling inwards to the skull, to its goat like feet. The sharp blood filled fangs, with pieces of a navy black suit.
“AHHHHHHHHH”
“GET AWAY”
The creature approached bending down getting in their faces. Letting out an eerie cackles.
“GOTCHA! HAHAHAHA”
“HAHAHAHA”
“Sorry! It was your dads idea”
“Haha My apologies”
“…..”
“….”
“They really had you going huh?”
“YOU WERE IN ON IT”
“Well you said you two were bored of waiting for the gifts”
“HOW”
“Well Billy did the voices”
“I did the chains”
“And I helped make the noises and move this big ass suit”
“Yep!”
“….”
“…”
“And what do ya know? It’s midnight”
“PRESENTS?”
“PRESENTS!”
“Yes you can open your presents”
“YAYAYA”
“FINALLY”
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I hope my parents never buy us food ever again
Okay, so I live in a pretty populated house, I live with my parents, my older sibling, their partner, my younger brother, and two youngest siblings (I also live with my cat but she is irrelevant to this rant.) So the house is pretty crowded so as you can imagine meals are expensive. Often, my parents will just buy shit in bulk from costco like Cup of Noodle and Kraft Mac & Cheese. And I’m talkin’ that blue box shit, none of that microwave cup bs. So often they’ll make us dinner or ask one of the oldest in the house to make dinner for everyone in their place. If nobody is able to, we often find ourselves getting takeout. Takeouts expensive as fuck for a house of 8 as you could imagine, so that option is usually reserved for if not everyone in the house will be joining us for a meal. If nobody is making dinner, and we aren’t getting takeout, THAT is precisely what the ramen and mac are for.
I know I rambled on for a bit there about pointless shit, but the tl;dr is my parents buy a lot of foods in bulk, typically shit you can just microwave or add hot water or throw in an air fryer and eat hassle free. On nights where we resort to these meals and don’t eat as a family, we refer to as “every man for himself” nights and they happen more often than you might think, especially in the fall when everyones busy with school and work. For some reason I can’t explain, I always make it a personal challenge upon myself to finish these bulk foods as soon as possible—even if the food is ass. So for a week straight I’ll have Cup of Noodles for lunch every day, I’ll make myself two boxes of Mac at a time, I’ll airfry some chicken nuggets and put them all a sandwich with lettuce and mayo, pizza bagels in the blender, I’m fucking gross bro but I HAVE to get through these meals. I want those crates empty. Why do I do this? I don’t really know, I guess it’s just the completionism mindset that makes seeing an empty crate once filled with sodium rich pre-cooked noodles feel so cathartic. I especially feel this way with breakfast cereals. My parents buy us breakfast cereal all the time, but NOBODY eats cereal in this house, especially not the fucking lucky charms and raisin bran and cinnamon toast crunch my folks keep nabbing. So I take it upon myself to have a bowl every morning until the cereal is gone, because I don’t wanna see the cereal they bought go to waste.
Y’all are probably imagining my homer simpson ass as a big lookin amorphous blob of microwave food, and that’s fine, I wouldn’t call myself fat but I’m certainly unhealthy as fuck I probably have a couple months left to live after the way I’ve been eating. The constant exposure to giant crates of empty calories and the allure of eating meals feeling like ticking off boxes on a list may be enabling these habits. But that is NOT the reason my parents need to stop buying food, oh no no no dear reader. The REAL reason my parents must never let a mere crumb of food enter this house ever again is because of the overwhelming crushing feeling of defeat I feel when I’m about to get to the last box of mac and cheese and suddenly the pantry has been restocked. The biggest problem here is some of the foods nobody in the house even fucking likes, like the cereal I mentioned earlier, I am quite literally ONLY eating it to get rid of it. But my parents will see this and thing “Huh, the frosted flakes are nearly empty! Our kids must love frosted flakes!” AND BUY LIKE 4 BOXES IN BULK AT COSTCO. IN MY ATTEMPT TO NOT BE WASTEFUL WITH THE CEREAL, I ONLY WOUND UP POURING GASOLINE ON THE PROBLEM. Honestly, the more I write about this the more I realize it’s just about cereal. Like the same thing happens with the soups and macs, but at least I’m not the only one who eats that shit. With the cereal though, I’m suffering through bowl after bowl of special k. Sometimes at 2 in the morning my sibling will come out of their room for a bowl of cocoa pebbles and we’ll sit and talk while we eat cereal together. It’s fun but they can’t have anything with gluten and it’s not like they know I’ve made this habit for myself. So the moral of the story is make me a salad, I should probably go on a diet.
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7 Stargazing for the prompts!
Hi Nick! Thank you for the ask :D
Chilly wind rustled the leaves on the ground. It played with her hair, tossing it around before parting. She pulled the blanket tighter around herself. Raised her hand up to point up at the night sky, where the stars seemed to twinkle in a wish to be marvelled at.
Loke flipped pages in his book, “Bora Sky”. Looked up at the pattern in the sky. Held his thumb to one of the pages, showing her the name of the pattern they could see. It wasn’t a constellation of stars they saw, but far up there were satellites. It was long since they lost the art of visiting space, but Siruna had them installed. For their safety, or whatever their reason had been.
She clapped her hands with a warm smile on her lips. Leaned to her side for the thermos with hot cocoa. Poured herself a cup, noting that Loke’s was still full. Sipped it. Far up there were the stars, hidden beyond the shield Siruna had raised around their world. She raised her hand towards the night sky, stretched her fingers far, eyes gleaming with wanderlust.
Loke put his book down and stood up. He looked up at the night sky, at the fake stars, and put an arm on his waist. “I’ll get you there,” he promised. “Both of us. I’ll get us both out of here and out there. We’ll travel world to world. Like those kids in that book you read so much.”
She nodded, a quiet humming emitting from her throat. “I’ll hold you to that.”
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Indulge in the Comforting Bliss of Lactation Hot Chocolate
Are you a new mom looking for a delicious and nourishing treat that supports your breastfeeding journey? Look no further! We're here to introduce you to the wonderful world of lactation hot chocolate. In this blog post, we'll dive into the goodness of this comforting beverage, its benefits, and how you can enjoy it to the fullest. So, grab a cozy blanket, sit back, and let's explore the indulgent realm of lactation hot chocolate!
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Boosts Milk Production
Lactation hot chocolate contains key ingredients known for their galactagogue properties, such as fenugreek, brewer's yeast, and fennel. These ingredients have been used for centuries to enhance milk supply naturally.
Provides Essential Nutrients
Being a new mom can deplete your energy and nutrient stores. Lactation hot chocolate often includes ingredients like oats, flaxseed, and coconut oil, which are rich in vitamins, minerals, and healthy fats, helping you replenish your body's needs.
Promotes Relaxation
Taking a moment for yourself and enjoying a warm cup of lactation hot chocolate can be incredibly soothing and relaxing. It's a self-care ritual that allows you to unwind, destress, and recharge.
Delicious and Satisfying
Who said lactation support had to be boring? Lactation hot chocolate combines the goodness of chocolate with a luscious, creamy texture, making it a delightful treat that satisfies your cravings.
How to Make the Perfect Lactation Hot Chocolate
Now that you're intrigued by the idea of lactation hot chocolate, let's talk about how you can make your very own cup of this comforting beverage. Here's a simple recipe to get you started:
Ingredients:
1 cup of your preferred milk (dairy or plant-based)
2 tablespoons of unsweetened cocoa powder
1 tablespoon of brewer's yeast
1 tablespoon of ground flaxseed
1 teaspoon of coconut oil
1 teaspoon of honey or maple syrup (optional for sweetness)
A pinch of salt
Whipped cream or marshmallows (optional, for topping)
Instructions:
In a small saucepan, heat the milk over medium heat until it starts to steam, but not boil.
Whisk in the cocoa powder, brewer's yeast, ground flaxseed, coconut oil, honey or maple syrup (if using), and salt. Continue whisking until everything is well combined and smooth.
Reduce the heat to low and let the mixture simmer for about 5 minutes, stirring occasionally.
Remove from heat and pour the hot chocolate into your favorite mug.
Top with whipped cream or marshmallows, if desired.
Enjoy your delicious lactation hot chocolate while it's still warm!
Other Tips and Considerations
To make the most out of your lactation hot chocolate experience, keep these tips in mind:
Experiment with different milk options such as almond milk, oat milk, or coconut milk, to find the flavor that suits your taste buds best.
Feel free to add a sprinkle of cinnamon, nutmeg, or a dash of vanilla extract to enhance the flavor profile of your hot chocolate.
Remember that lactation hot chocolate is a supplement, not a replacement for a healthy diet. Make sure to maintain a balanced and nutritious eating plan.
Indulge in Lactation Hot Chocolate
Lactation hot chocolate offers a delicious and comforting way to support your breastfeeding journey. By incorporating this delightful treat into your daily routine, you can boost milk production, provide essential nutrients for you and your little one, and indulge in a moment of relaxation. So, why not treat yourself to a warm cup of lactation hot chocolate today? Your taste buds and your breastfeeding journey will thank you!
Remember, it's important to consult with your healthcare provider or best lactation cookies consultant if you have any concerns about lactation or dietary changes during your breastfeeding journey. Enjoy your lactation hot chocolate, momma—you deserve it!
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quick and easy chocolate brownie recipe: satisfy your sweet tooth!
We’ll get to the chocolate brownie recipe after some indulgence in explaining what a chocolate brownie is. Well, it’s a dessert that has captured the hearts of chocoholics and sweet tooths around the world. And it’s made using just an easy chocolate brownie recipe and a handful of simple ingredients.
Typically, those ingredients are flour, sugar, eggs and of course, chocolate. But the magic of this dessert lies in the details – the type of chocolate you use, the ratio of ingredients, baking time and the optional add-ons.
That also means you can customize your chocolate brownie recipe. Nuts, caramel or marshmallows – jazz up a classic chocolate brownie recipe as you like.
how to make chocolate brownie?
If you’re wondering how to make chocolate brownie, we suggest you start with our easy chocolate brownie recipe. Whether you're a whiz in the kitchen or a newbie to baking, this chocolate brownie recipe offers a good start.
Preparation Time: 15 minutes
Cooking Time: 30 minutes
Servings: 16 brownies
Nutritional Value (rough estimate per brownie): 449 calories, 30g fat, 41g carbs, 5g fibre, 6g protein
Let’s check out what goes into this chocolate brownie recipe.
Ingredients:
5 eggs
300g unsalted butter
250g dark chocolate
250 g dark or semi-sweet chocolate chips (optional)
125g plain flour
50g cocoa powder
150g brown sugar
150g white sugar
1 tsp vanilla extract
Pinch of salt
And here’re the details on how to make chocolate brownie using our easy chocolate brownie recipe.
Instructions:
Pre-Heating Oven and Preparing the Baking Pan:
Preheat your oven to 160°C (with the fan on).
Now it's time to prepare your baking pan. You can choose either a rectangular or a square pan. In our chocolate brownie recipe, we used a square one that measures 20cm (8 inches). Its depth is around 5cm. Grease it with cooking spray. Or else, even a little bit of butter greasing will do the trick.
Then, line the pan with baking paper, leaving some extra paper overhanging the edges. This will help you take out the brownies in one piece.
Butter Chocolate Mix:
First, grab your favourite dark or semi-sweet chocolate and cut it up into small, delectable chunks. Chuck those choccy chucks into a microwave-friendly oven. If you’ve opted to include chocolate chips in your chocolate brownie recipe, add those also to the bowl.
Also add some unsalted butter, oil, cocoa powder, brown sugar and coffee powder to the bowl. Give it a quick mix.
Pop that bowl into the microwave and heat it up in 30-second bursts, giving it a good whisk in between each round until everything is fully melted together. Make sure it’s hot as that brings out that rich, chocolatey flavour of our cocoa powder. With our mixture perfectly melted and mixed, it's time to set it aside.
Dry Flour Mix:
While your butter chocolate mix is cooling down, let’s get the dry flour mix ready for our chocolate brownie recipe. Grab another large bowl and sift in the all-purpose flour and salt.
Combine both and set aside.
Egg Batter:
Grab one more large bowl and add white sugar, vanilla extract, as well as eggs. Using a hand mixer, blend all the ingredients together on medium-high speed for around 3-5 minutes. Watch as your mixture transforms into a light and creamy batter.
Get ready to add in that delicious, melted butter chocolate mixture we prepared earlier for the chocolate brownie recipe! Gently pour the mixture into the egg batter and use a trusty spatula to fold it all together. Remember, we want to be gentle with our folding – avoid mixing it too vigorously.
Gently pour the pre-mixed dry flour mix into the batter, making sure to fold everything together until it's combined. This is a crucial step – so take care not to mix it too much. Otherwise, we risk creating a brownie that's more cake-like than fudgy.
Baking:
It's time to give the batter a new home - carefully pour that delicious batter into your pre-prepared baking pan.
Give the pan a gentle shake and a couple of gentle taps to ensure that the batter is distributed evenly. This also eliminates any bigger air bubbles that might spoil your masterpiece.
Now slide the pan into the oven and set that timer for 25 minutes. Of course, this may change depending on how fudgy or cake-like you want your brownies to be.
To test if your brownies are ready, get hold of a toothpick and poke it into the brownie. If it comes out dirty, then it's good to go.
Give the brownie at least 30 minutes to cool down and then serve.
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Coffee is one of the most popular beverages in the world, and it has a unique flavor that can be described in many different ways. Whether you're a coffee connoisseur or just a casual coffee drinker, you may be wondering what does coffee taste like? In this article, we'll explore the different flavor notes of coffee, how to identify them, and how to make the perfect cup of coffee. We'll also discuss the different types of coffee and how they affect the flavor. So, if you're curious about what does coffee taste like, read on to find out!
Exploring the Different Varieties of Coffee and How They Affect the Taste
Coffee is one of the most beloved beverages in the world, and it comes in a variety of different varieties. From light and fruity to dark and bold, each type of coffee has its own unique flavor profile that can be enjoyed in a variety of ways. Whether you’re a fan of espresso, cappuccino, or cold brew, understanding the different varieties of coffee can help you find the perfect cup for your taste buds.
Let’s start with espresso. This type of coffee is made by forcing hot water through finely ground coffee beans. It has a strong, intense flavor and is usually served in small cups. Espresso is the base for many popular coffee drinks, such as cappuccino, latte, and macchiato.
Next, we have cappuccino. This type of coffee is made with espresso, steamed milk, and foam. It has a creamy texture and a milder flavor than espresso. Cappuccino is often served with a sprinkle of cocoa powder or cinnamon on top.
Latte is another popular type of coffee. It is made with espresso and steamed milk, but it has a much creamier texture than cappuccino. Latte is usually served with a dollop of foam on top.
Cold brew is a type of coffee that is brewed with cold water instead of hot. It has a smooth, mellow flavor and is often served over ice. Cold brew is a great option for those who don’t like the strong flavor of espresso.
Finally, we have pour-over coffee. This type of coffee is made by pouring hot water over freshly ground coffee beans. It has a bright, clean flavor and is often served black.
No matter which type of coffee you prefer, understanding the different varieties can help you find the perfect cup for your taste buds. So, go ahead and explore the world of coffee and find the perfect cup for you!
The Science Behind What Makes Coffee Taste Good
Coffee is one of the most beloved beverages in the world, and it's no wonder why! The flavor of coffee is complex and unique, and it's something that many people enjoy every day. But what is it that makes coffee taste so good?
The answer lies in the science behind coffee. Coffee beans are made up of hundreds of different compounds, including acids, proteins, and oils. When these compounds are roasted, they interact with each other to create the flavor and aroma of coffee.
The most important compounds in coffee are the acids. These acids give coffee its distinctive flavor and aroma. The most common acids found in coffee are chlorogenic acid, quinic acid, and citric acid. Chlorogenic acid is responsible for the bitterness of coffee, while quinic acid gives coffee its sweet and sour notes. Citric acid adds a tartness to the flavor.
The proteins in coffee also play an important role in its flavor. Proteins are responsible for the body and texture of coffee, as well as its sweetness. The proteins also help to create the crema, the foam that forms on top of espresso.
Finally, the oils in coffee are responsible for its aroma. The oils are released when the beans are roasted, and they give coffee its unique smell.
So, the next time you enjoy a cup of coffee, remember that it's the science behind it that makes it taste so good! With its complex flavor and aroma, it's no wonder why coffee is so beloved around the world.
How to Make the Perfect Cup of Coffee for Your Taste
Making the perfect cup of coffee is an art form, and it’s one that you can master with a few simple steps.
Whether you’re a fan of light and fruity coffees or dark and bold brews, you can make a cup of coffee that’s just right for your taste. Here’s how:
1. Start with the right beans. The type of beans you use will have a huge impact on the flavor of your coffee. If you’re looking for a light and fruity cup of coffee, try a light roast. For a bolder flavor, opt for a dark roast.
2. Grind your beans. Once you’ve chosen the right beans, it’s time to grind them. If you’re using a French press, you’ll want to grind your beans to a coarse consistency. For a drip coffee maker, you’ll want to grind your beans to a medium-fine consistency.
3. Measure your coffee. The amount of coffee you use will also affect the flavor of your cup. For a French press, use two tablespoons of coffee for every six ounces of water. For a drip coffee maker, use one tablespoon of coffee for every six ounces of water.
4. Choose the right water. The quality of the water you use will also affect the flavor of your coffee. If you’re using tap water, make sure it’s filtered. If you’re using bottled water, make sure it’s free of minerals.
5. Brew your coffee. Once you’ve chosen the right beans, ground them, measured them, and chosen the right water, it’s time to brew your coffee. For a French press, steep your coffee for four minutes before pressing down the plunger. For a drip coffee maker, let your coffee brew for four minutes before turning off the machine.
6. Enjoy your perfect cup of coffee. Now that you’ve followed all the steps, it’s time to enjoy your perfect cup of coffee. Whether you’re a fan of light and fruity coffees or dark and bold brews, you can make a cup of coffee that’s just right for your taste. So sit back, relax, and enjoy your perfect cup of coffee!
The History of Coffee and How It Has Evolved Over Time
Coffee has been around for centuries, and it has evolved over time to become the beloved beverage it is today. From its humble beginnings in Ethiopia to its current status as a global phenomenon, coffee has come a long way.
The earliest known reference to coffee dates back to the 9th century in Ethiopia. It was here that coffee was first discovered by a goatherd who noticed that his goats were more energetic after eating the coffee cherries. He shared his discovery with the local monks, who began to brew the coffee cherries into a drink.
From Ethiopia, coffee spread to the Middle East, where it was embraced by the Muslim world. Coffeehouses began to appear in cities like Cairo and Damascus, and coffee became a popular social drink. It was also during this time that coffee was first roasted and brewed.
In the 16th century, coffee made its way to Europe, where it quickly gained popularity. Coffeehouses began to appear in cities like London and Paris, and coffee became a popular beverage among the upper classes. Coffee was also used as a medicinal drink, and it was believed to have healing properties.
In the 18th century, coffee made its way to the Americas. Coffeehouses began to appear in cities like New York and Boston, and coffee became a popular beverage among the colonists. Coffee was also used as a stimulant, and it was believed to help people stay awake and alert.
In the 19th century, coffee began to be mass-produced and sold in stores. Coffeehouses began to appear in cities around the world, and coffee became a popular beverage among all classes of people. Coffee was also used as a social drink, and it was believed to bring people together.
Today, coffee is enjoyed by people all over the world. It is available in a variety of forms, from instant coffee to espresso to cold brew. Coffee is also used in a variety of recipes, from lattes to cappuccinos to frappuccinos. Coffee has come a long way since its humble beginnings in Ethiopia, and it continues to evolve as people discover new ways to enjoy it.
The Benefits of Drinking Coffee and How It Can Enhance Your Taste
Coffee is one of the most popular beverages
in the world, and for good reason! Not only does it provide a delicious and energizing pick-me-up, but it can also enhance your taste buds and make food more enjoyable. Here are some of the benefits of drinking coffee and how it can help you enjoy your meals even more.
First, coffee can help you appreciate the flavor of food more. Coffee contains compounds that can help you taste the subtleties of food more clearly. This means that you can enjoy the nuances of a dish more fully, and appreciate the flavors more deeply.
Second, coffee can help you savor the flavor of food. Coffee contains compounds that can help you linger over the taste of food, allowing you to enjoy it for longer. This means that you can take your time to appreciate the flavors and textures of a dish, and really savor the experience.
Third, coffee can help you appreciate the aroma of food. Coffee contains compounds that can help you smell the aromas of food more clearly. This means that you can enjoy the smell of a dish more fully, and appreciate the aromas more deeply.
Finally, coffee can help you appreciate the texture of food. Coffee contains compounds that can help you feel the texture of food more clearly. This means that you can enjoy the texture of a dish more fully, and appreciate the texture more deeply.
So, if you’re looking to enhance your taste buds and make food more enjoyable, try drinking a cup of coffee before your next meal. You’ll be sure to appreciate the flavors, aromas, and textures of your food more fully!
The Different Brewing Methods and How They Affect the Taste of Coffee
Brewing coffee is an art form, and the method you choose can have a huge impact on the taste of your cup. From French press to pour-over, each brewing method has its own unique characteristics that can bring out different flavors in your coffee. Let’s take a look at some of the most popular brewing methods and how they affect the taste of your coffee.
The French press is a classic brewing method that is known for producing a strong, full-bodied cup of coffee. The French press uses a metal or plastic plunger to press hot water through a bed of coarsely ground coffee. This method allows for more of the coffee’s natural oils and flavors to be extracted, resulting in a bolder, more intense cup of coffee.
The pour-over method is a popular choice for those who prefer a lighter, more delicate cup of coffee. This method involves slowly pouring hot water over a bed of finely ground coffee. The water is then allowed to slowly drip through the grounds, resulting in a cup of coffee that is bright and flavorful.
The cold brew method is a great choice for those who prefer a smooth, mellow cup of coffee. This method involves steeping coarsely ground coffee in cold water for an extended period of time. The result is a cup of coffee that is smooth and sweet, with low acidity and a subtle flavor.
Finally, the espresso method is a favorite among coffee aficionados. This method involves forcing hot water through finely ground coffee at high pressure. The result is a strong, concentrated cup of coffee that is full of flavor and aroma.
No matter which brewing method you choose, you can be sure that it will have an impact on the taste of your coffee. So, experiment with different methods and find the one that best suits your taste!
Exploring the Different Types of Coffee Roasts and How They Affect the Taste
Coffee is one of the most popular beverages in the world, and it comes in a variety of different roasts. Each roast has its own unique flavor and aroma, and it can be a great way to explore the world of coffee. So, let’s take a look at the different types of coffee roasts and how they affect the taste!
Light Roast: Light roast coffee is characterized by a light brown color and a mild flavor. It has a light body and a slightly acidic taste. This type of roast is great for those who prefer a milder flavor and don’t want the intense flavor of a darker roast.
Medium Roast: Medium roast coffee is a bit darker than light roast, and it has a fuller body and a slightly sweet flavor. This type of roast is great for those who want a bit more flavor without the intense bitterness of a dark roast.
Dark Roast: Dark roast coffee is characterized by a dark brown color and a strong, intense flavor. It has a full body and a slightly bitter taste. This type of roast is great for those who prefer a bolder flavor and don’t mind the intense bitterness.
Espresso Roast: Espresso roast coffee is the darkest of all the roasts and has a very intense flavor. It has a full body and a slightly sweet taste. This type of roast is great for those who want a strong, bold flavor and don’t mind the intense bitterness.
No matter which type of roast you prefer, you can be sure that each one will bring its own unique flavor and aroma to your cup of coffee. So, why not explore the different types of coffee roasts and find the one that’s perfect for you? Enjoy!
The Art of Pairing Coffee with Food to Enhance the Taste
Coffee and food are two of life’s greatest pleasures, and when you combine them, you can create a truly unique and delicious experience. Pairing coffee with food can be a great way to enhance the taste of both, and it’s surprisingly easy to do. Here are some tips for pairing coffee with food to make the most of your meal.
First, consider the flavor profiles of both the coffee and the food. If you’re pairing a light, fruity coffee with a rich, savory dish, the flavors may clash. Instead, try to find complementary flavors that will work together. For example, a dark, nutty coffee can pair nicely with a sweet dessert.
Next, think about the texture of the food. If you’re serving a creamy dish, like a custard or a mousse, a light, acidic coffee can provide a nice contrast. On the other hand, if you’re serving a hearty dish, like a stew or a chili, a bolder, more full-bodied coffee can be a great complement.
Finally, consider the temperature of the food and the coffee. If you’re serving a hot dish, like a soup or a stew, a hot cup of coffee can be a great accompaniment. If you’re serving a cold dish, like a salad or a fruit plate, a cold brew or iced coffee can be a refreshing addition.
Pairing coffee with food can be a great way to enhance the flavor of both. With a little experimentation, you can find the perfect combination to make your meal even more enjoyable. So go ahead and give it a try – you may be surprised at the delicious results!
Q&A
Q: What does coffee taste like?
A: Coffee has a strong, bitter flavor that can be described as earthy, nutty, and/or smoky. It can also have notes of chocolate, caramel, and other flavors depending on the type of coffee and how it is brewed.
Conclusion
In conclusion, coffee has a unique flavor that is often described as bitter, acidic, and earthy. It can also have notes of chocolate, nuts, and spices depending on the type of coffee and the brewing method used. Coffee is a complex beverage that can be enjoyed in many different ways, and its flavor can be adjusted to suit individual tastes.
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i'm doing well! i finished my ela hw but have more to conquer, have to clothes shop :( (i don't like doing it its too difficult for me to dress the way i want without spending 10000000000000 dollars and im a budgeter)
preferred beverage of choice? my there's so many
it could be hot chocolate, lemon iced tea, tea, coffee, mint chocolate chip milkshake, grapefruit sparkling water (the ones that come in those glass bottles)
there's so many
HOW ARE YOU? ARE YOUR FEET OKAY? ARE YOUR SHOES ALRIGHT?
I’M FINE, I’M FINE
My feet are well and alive; I would put a picture here as confirmation, but I’m not trying to end up on WikiFeet. As for my shoes, I just finished scrubbing them down with detergent 😑 Not fun.
ELA is also not fun, and I’m very proud of you for finishing it. Neither is the shopping of clothes— may I suggest a nice Marshall’s? It’s where I acquire most of my good-looking casuals and formals, and the prices are really cheap. The only downside is that you have to mentally and physically prepare yourself for a long day of shopping— you can’t carelessly look through the racks; you have to go full suburban mom and comb through those things to find the good stuff.
#sweetheart—[kitchen waltz]#inverse philophobia#tw wikifeet#wikifeet tw#now as for your beverage of choice#I applaud all your decisions#and have decided that for today you need something a little cozy but also refreshing#so we’ll pour you a hot cocoa
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cozy thief. (m) jjk
pairing. jeon jungkook x reader
genre. smut, fluff, mutual pining
word count. 5.1k
warnings. roommate!au, cuteness!! lots of kissing & heavy petting, hand in pants action and messy/needy humping from jungkook lol
summary. a rainstorm knocking out your power is the small push needed for confessions to come tumbling out
author’s note. requested for #30 from this prompt list! thank you for sending this in 🖤 (requests now closed)
The bubbling water is the only thing you focus on as you rest against the countertop, hands tightly holding onto your fluffy blanket of choice to trap all of the warmth in before it could escape. The rhythmic pattering of rain against the windows has become background noise now, already accustomed to the sound that woke you up hours ago.
It’s therapeutic really, your fuzzy socks sliding along the floor as you pull out your favorite mug, grabbing the hot chocolate mix and mini marshmallows from their rightful spot in the pantry. You don’t even think about the ridiculous electric bill you’ll be getting from how high you currently have the heater cranked up, freezing to death was not worth saving a few bucks.
Jungkook would agree, loving the fact that he didn’t have to worry about walking around the apartment in a snow coat and scarf. Sure you were currently bundled up as if the place wasn’t maintained at a steady 75 degrees, but from the time spent living together he had grown to learn that the minute there was rain or snow you would pull out the coziest blankets regardless of temperature.
“Can you make me one too?” He speaks up as he leans against the mini island, smiling when your blanket clad body jumps at the unexpectant sound of his voice.
The spoon clanks against the mug as you stop stirring the hot chocolate, turning your head back to take a peek at your roommate. “Don’t scare me like that.”
Jungkook laughs now, pulling up the sleeves of his shirt as he rounds the island to grab himself a mug. “What, should I wear a bell around my neck to let you know when I’m nearby?”
“Yeah actually, you sneak up on me all the time. You’re gonna give me a heart attack one day.”
You eye his mug of choice, a Friends one that actually belonged to you, a little hard to believe considering it was the one he always used without fail. It was admittedly your fault for forcing him to binge watch the whole show on Netflix before it got taken off, but for someone who claimed he couldn’t stand it all he sure did cradle the themed mug with utmost care.
“You’re easy to scare, can’t blame me for seeing an opportunity and taking it.” Sliding the mug in your direction he rests on his elbows, observing you as you pour in the hot water, mixing the cocoa powder and smiling when you get the first inhale of it.
“Scare me some more and I’m revoking this mug privilege.” Jungkook knows it's an empty threat, the roll of his eyes calling your bluff so you just sigh, clutching the bag of mini marshmallows and bringing them close. “Yay or nay for the marshmallows?”
“Yay, what do I look like, an animal?” He scoffs, hand urging you to top off his drink with more sweets, a charming smile spreading out onto his face when you slide the mug over.
Just as he’s about to take a sip you walk off, both hands cupping your drink as you slide your way out of the kitchen. “Wait, where are you going?”
You freeze at the doorway, turning around with a confused face, “To binge watch some movies in the living room? The vent by the couch makes it the best place to get toasty.”
“Mind if I join you?”
The audacity of him to ask as if he didn’t regularly crash your binging parties, still you nod your head before turning back around and continuing your trek, hearing the soft patter of his bare feet against the floor.
“Why did you beg me to get you those cow slippers for your birthday if you refuse to wear them?” You wonder as you settle onto the couch, adjusting your blanket to circle around your lap as you bring your knees up.
Jungkook sighs dramatically as he sits beside you, bringing his bare feet up and shoving them underneath the pile of blanket around you, laughing loudly when you yell at the feeling of his cold feet against your silk pajama pants. “Because they’re cute, besides I don’t need slippers because my roommate has the best blankets.”
Accepting your fate you simply glare at him, detesting the way he could look as good as he does while attempting to push your buttons. The smug smile against the rim of the mug shows that he knows he can get away with it, a playful wink being the icing on top as he reaches for the remote.
You ignore the way your heart skips as he clicks onto your profile, already sorting through your favorite movies, knowing they were starred and saved under your list. As he passes Legally Blonde you gasp, almost undetected but he had been waiting for any reaction to know what to pick.
“You know, this has become one of my favorite movies now.” He quietly confesses, pressing play and setting the remote down onto the coffee table.
“Seriously?”
Jungkook hums as he takes another sip, eyes focused on the beginning scenes of Legally Blonde. This was definitely one of your comfort movies, even if he didn’t end up crashing your movie night he could still hear each scene from his bedroom, almost knowing every single line from how often you played it.
He proves his point as the movie continues, the two of you slowly sinking further into the couch, no longer caring about him using your blanket as makeshift slippers as you laugh each time he recites a line, adding his own commentary as he goes. The mugs of hot chocolate are drained dry, pushed onto the coffee table, freeing up his hands that somehow wind up playing with your own in a mindless motion, slowly tracing down your fingers to gently clasp them together before pulling apart and repeating.
Just as Elle Woods takes the floor to question the witness, the entire room goes black, Jungkook’s hands freezing on top of yours as you wait for a moment. With the loss of power you instantly feel the warmth begin to fade away, the vent right beside the couch no longer providing you the toasty escape you wanted.
“It was getting to my favorite part.” He groans out, resting his head back onto the couch, something you can just barely see in the darkness.
“Fuck is the whole block out of power?”
Jungkook pulls his hand away from yours as he stands up, knocking his knee into the coffee table and laughing as he tries to navigate through the dark living room. His silhouette makes it to the window, peering through it to see if maybe it was just your building that was shit out of luck, but the entire block is in fact dark.
“Yup, it’ll probably come back soon though.”
After two more hours and another mug of hot chocolate it became very clear that the power wouldn’t be coming back any time soon. Both of your phones lay screen down with the flashlight on as you finish up your drink once more, tightening the blanket around you now that the cold is becoming more prevalent.
“We’re gonna freeze to death.”
“No we’re not, it's a rain storm not a blizzard outside. We should probably call it a night though, the floors are getting cold as fuck.”
He had still refused to put on his slippers, allowing the cold tile from the kitchen to turn his feet into icicles. “You act like you don’t own socks or slippers.”
Jungkook merely waves you off with a laugh, grabbing his phone from its spot on the counter. “Let me live, good night!” His flashlight sways with every step, illuminating the trail before he disappears behind his bedroom door, leaving you with no other option than to retreat into your own room.
The door shuts behind you with a soft click, the rapid pattering of the rain against the window filling up the space and its no longer as therapeutic as it used to be now that you can feel the cold it brings with it.
Lighting up the candle on your nightstand, hoping the smell of gingerbread will convince your mind you’re not freezing, you settle into your bed. The feeling of your cold sheets against you has you whining, quickly pulling up the blankets at the end of the bed to warm you up as you ball into yourself.
It's only a few minutes later that you hear the gentle knocking against your door, the top of your head just barely peeking up from the mountain of blankets as Jungkook peers inside your room. The words he wants to say leave him when he takes note of the way you're being swallowed whole by different patterns.
“Holy shit, can you even breathe?”
“You wish you were this comfortable.” You laugh, tightening your grip on the blankets and pulling them snugly under your chin.
He shuts the door behind him as he steps further into your room, smiling when he gets the whiff of your candle. “That's actually why I’m here, can I steal a blanket?”
The idea of parting with even one of your blankets sounds like a sin, a frown etched onto your face as you contemplate it. “If you think I’m gonna give you one of these after you refused to use the slippers I bought you, you’re crazy.”
“C’mon,” he whines, sitting on the edge of the bed and toppling over to bury his face against the warmth, fingers clutching on when you try to wiggle him off of your legs.
“No, if you take one you’re gonna fuck up the balance I have going on right now.”
“Fine,” he grunts, but just when you think he’ll give up he starts to crawl over you, long limbs making their way to the other side of the bed. You feel the cold instantly as he peels off the comforter from the right side, making himself right at home as he slides underneath it in search of warmth. “We’ll share then.”
With the way he shimmies around, finding the best position to get comfortable, you know there's no way you can shake him. He smiles into the sheets when you grumble out a fine and turn over, not trusting yourself to be able to stare at his face from a close proximity and do something you’d regret.
A soft exhale leaves your lips as you force your eyes shut, ignoring the pounding in your chest as he inches closer so his legs don’t slip out from the blankets. You and Jungkook were roommates, and friends now underneath it all, but before you had crossed into friendship territory you realized you had a teeny tiny crush on him.
When you had first moved in he had a girlfriend, a girl you rarely ever saw since he preferred to go to her place, so it helped tame down the crush. But once they broke up and he began spending all of his time at home, the small bursts of his personality you would see lit that crush back up. It was always hard to tell if the way he behaved around you was just the way he normally acted or if he maybe had a small interest in you as well.
Forcing your mind from wandering deeper into fantasyland you nuzzle further into your pillow, pulling more of the blankets with you as you try to fall asleep. Jungkook feels the cold nip at his exposed ankle, huffing and flipping over to look at you with a small smile, the stolen blankets bundled around you nice and tight.
“Steal the blanket again and I’ll put my cold feet on you.” Is the threat he makes as his fingers clutch onto the top layer of blanket and tug it back. It's a threat you don’t take lightly, gaze narrowing as you turn your head to glare at him.
“You wouldn’t…”
His brows raise up at the challenge, jaw ticking out as he looks at you and before you can even react, he’s attacking, maneuvering himself around until he’s skillfully slipping his cold ass feet underneath the hem of your pants. You feel the cold instantly, a squeal of protest leaving you as you try to kick him away.
“Who the fuck sleeps with no socks in this weather!”
“Me, which is why I need the blankets you thief!” He laughs out, continuing to try to yank the blankets back now that you were distracted, pulling the soft fabric out of your fists as you start to admit defeat. With a small cheer of success he pulls the warmth up and over the both of you like a little fort, his eyes crinkling up in a smile as he stares at you, now positioned right on top of you.
Small pants escape your mouth as you slow your breathing, wide eyes blinking up at him as he refuses to move. The bed dips on either side of you as he holds himself up, lips still spread out in a smile, getting wider when he sees the way your eyes flicker down to them before looking back.
You wanted to kiss him, he knew this, had known of your crush since the very beginning. Jungkook had taken note of the way you would stumble over words whenever you spot him leaving the bathroom with just a towel around his waist, enjoying the flustered look on your face, that being the main reason he did it so often.
You thought you were slick, letting your eyes trace over the lines of muscle until it slipped behind the towel, but he simply let you get away with it, meeting your flustered gaze with that bunny smile you had grown to love. But as he hovers over you now there's no way he can pretend he doesn't notice the way your starry eyes stare at him, how you subtly lick your lips over.
With a small tilt to his head he finally breaks the silence, whispering gently inside of the little cocoon he had made. “I really want to kiss you.”
That gets him the reaction he wanted, the small gasp filling the air as your mouth drops open a tiny bit. “What?”
“Your lips look so soft, wanna kiss them.” His voice drops to a murmur, slow and husky as the words drawl out.
He wants to kiss you, something you’ve been dreaming of for months, and now your mind is betraying you as it struggles to unscramble the words needed to respond.
“Can I?” He asks, soft eyes looking directly at you and when you nod your head he tsks in disapproval, “Need to hear you say it love.”
The pet name makes you melt into your sheets, finally giving him a response as your brain releases your voice, “Y-yes, please kiss me.”
Jungkook smiles in appreciation before slowly inching forward, nose gently nudging against yours as he swoops in. Your eyes flutter shut when the softness of his lips press against yours, kissing back instantly at the first touch, your mind whirling at the intoxicating feeling. Jungkook can feel his heartbeat quicken when you let out a small sigh, your shy hands gaining courage and sliding up his sides until you’re cupping his face.
He winces at the icy feel of your fingers on his cheeks, the soft breaths of his laughter making you smile in between kisses, teeth knocking together as it begins to turn messy, the two of you just wanting more of each other now that the line has finally been crossed.
Jungkook lets you bring him in closer, balancing on his elbows as he slots himself between your thighs, the soft smacks of your lips blending in with the light crackle of the candle and the rain from outside.
A gentle nip of your teeth on his bottom lip earns you the first groan, the second coming when you trace your tongue along the seam of his mouth, slowly licking your way inside until it’s gently tangled against his own. Jungkook can feel his heart thrumming in his ears now, the realization that he was finally kissing you making his entire body warm up.
The way you had behaved with him, calling him bro, punching his shoulder whenever he told jokes in an act to force yourself from ruining the friendship, made him believe that this would never happen. He didn’t want to come across as the typical cocky boy who swore he could win everyone over but the way you’re gasping into his mouth, fingers moving to grasp around his neck to bring him even closer when he unconsciously rolls his hips into yours makes him feel like he just did.
Your wishful thinking had been true, the sweet gestures he did in day to day life stemming from the small inkling of a crush, something that had been planted the minute he started spending more time at home and around you. At first he thought nothing of it, chalking it up to enjoying spending time with his new friend, but soon enough he discovered he preferred to stay in with you, join you on your random quests to hunt for a new place to eat at, ignoring any other girl who showed any interest in him.
As the two of you continue to kiss inside the small makeshift fort, the air becomes stuffy, Jungkook pulling away with a small laugh. “Wait, can’t breathe.”
You let go of his neck and paw the blankets off your faces, the cool air of your bedroom finally being welcomed as you catch your breath.
“Better?” you question, smiling when he nods at you. “Good, now kiss me again.”
He doesn’t need you to tell him twice, lips cutting off the end of your sentence urgently, feeling the way you smile against him, your leg hooking over his hips like second nature. Jungkook feels like his head is spinning, the way your fingers move to rake along his hair, the soft gasps and sighs passed between you, he feels like a goner, the tipping point being your hips rutting up into his.
Both of you pause at the sensation, Jungkook moaning into your mouth as your clothed core grinds along the slowly growing erection pressed against you. “Y/N, don’t tease me.”
“Why?” you breathe out, pressing kisses along the side of his mouth and jaw as you repeat the motion, the usual fear of him not feeling the same long gone from your mind.
He drops himself further until his face is buried in your neck, goosebumps flaring out as his breath hits your skin when he speaks. “I’m trying to be sweet.” he murmurs, kissing your neck softly.
“You are being sweet,” you whisper, tightening your grip around his hip, smiling when he groans while you once again rut up into him. “Am I not being sweet? Just wanna make you feel good, Kook.”
Of course you were sweet, you always have been, it was the main reason his heart started to skip around you, why he clung onto your mug like a safety net, wanting to keep a small part of you with him. If you wanted to make him feel good he was in no position to refuse, wanting to reciprocate the sweet gesture instead.
Jungkook lifts his head up, dark waves falling over his face as he stares at you, wanting to see the look on your face as he gives the first roll of his hips into yours. He sees the way your teeth bite down onto your lower lip, pillowing the soft flesh out, mouth opening up to let out a gasp as he repeats the motion. There's never been a time where he’s been more thankful for a power outage than right now.
“Keep going,” you urge him on, sighing beautifully when he rocks against you again, hips nudging the leg hooked around his waist higher up with each slowly thrust.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” He sighs, taking a moment to fully admire you laid out underneath him, eyes sparkling as you stare up at him, mouth slightly parted as you groan at the small tingles of pleasure starting up inside of you.
“Wanna feel you.” The confession hangs in the air for a second, the trailing of your hand down his covered chest, fingertips tickling along the sliver of exposed skin above the waistband of his sweats, is what finally brings him back. His moment of admiration being broken as your hands slips past and gently grasps his hardened cock, the expected feeling of his underwear nowhere to be found because not only did Jungkook refuse to wear socks he also refused to wear underwear.
Your eyes widen at his size, already a nice handful and slowly growing the longer you hold it in your palm. As you give him a small pump you feel the exhaled grunt he lets out fan across your skin, his eyes falling shut as he pants out your name.
Jungkook gasps as your palm rolls over the head of his cock, thumb rubbing along his slit and dragging the beads of precum down his length. With a shaky hand he trails down your chest, slipping past your pants and underwear. A pleased hum escapes him as he feels how wet you are, fingers sliding along your folds, collecting your arousal before coming back up to circle around your clit.
“Fuck,” you gasp, hips jutting up at the tiny jolts of pleasure that spark each time his fingers circle around your bundle of nerves. This was definitely not how you thought your night would play out, still partially thinking you’re dreaming with your roommate asleep beside you but each time you blink the visual of his face inches from yours only gets clearer.
“How's this?” he whispers, eyebrow cocked up as he waits for a response, the tantalizing motion of his hands making your mind scramble once more, back arching up towards him as he applies a bit more pressure. Jungkook knows what he’s doing, the way his fingers find the right rhythm to leave you whimpering only to slow down right after, just because he likes the frustrated look etched onto your face.
A pout forms on your lips, your hands tightening their hold on his cock as you give him the same treatment, and as you slowly glide your palm down and back up, fingers refusing to go near his tip he groans in vexation.
“You’re not being nice.” Is what you manage to gasp out just before he picks up his pace once more, lips coming back down to yours in a hungry kiss, swallowing each moan as you let them out. Each pant through his nose is felt against your cheek as your own hands pick up the pace, the two of you working in tandem as the desperation starts to grow within you.
Jungkook wishes he could see you fully, not cocooned under a mountain of blankets, and for a split second he wants to suggest pulling them off entirely but the way the cold nips at your faces kills that idea on the spot. This would just have to do until the power came back.
“Ah shit,” he keens out in between sloppy kisses as your hands trail further down to fondle his balls, the beginning feelings of his climax creeping up embarrassingly fast. He couldn’t help himself, for months now he had wondered what it felt like to kiss you so this whole situation put his mind into overdrive.
You were on the same boat, the warm sensation spreading throughout you as his fingers continue to pinch and roll around your aching clit. “Wait, fuck I’m close,” you whimper out, chest rising and falling rapidly as you pull away from his mouth, a small string of spit connecting you together.
“Really?”
“Shut up don’t make fun of me,” you protest, gasping when he starts to kiss and suck along your neck.
“I’m not,” he mumbles, his hips rutting into your palm, fingers fisting the sheets beside you. “I’m close too.”
The whiny tone to his voice has more wetness gushing out, further ruining your underwear and Jungkook feels it as he fingers glide against your skin. That's enough to spur him on, quickening his pace with just the right pressure until your limbs are tightening up, back arching as your free hand clutches Jungkook’s shoulder.
“Don’t stop,” you plead, and he has no intentions to, smiling against your neck as your hand stutters along his length as the pleasure you feel coursing through you. Each roll of his fingers has you seeing stars in your dimly lit room, whines getting breathier each time until you’re finally coming undone with a cry of his name.
Jungkook feels the mess you make against his fingers, gently biting your skin as he starts to rut into your palm, the small twitches your body makes as he continues to tease your sensitive nub only making his need to cum grow.
“Y/N,” he mewls, pulling his hand out of your pants once you hum at your name, your palm trailing up his shoulder and into his hair to gently run through it. “Wanna cum.”
You bite your lips at his words, pulling your own hand out of his pants and he cries out at the loss of contact, face lifting up from your neck and the prettiest pout on his lips that you kiss away. “Cum, use me Jungkook.”
He eyes you for a moment, a subtle nod of confirmation being all he needs to slide down his sweats a bit until his cock slips out, a small sigh filling the air at being released from its confines. He licks his lips over as he grasps his cock, resting it along your core and sighing at the smooth feeling of your pants, the silk slightly cold against him, the small wet patch along it only making him shut his eyes.
When you widen your thighs for him to slot more easily he starts to rut forward, leaning back over you with his palms beside your face once more. Jungkook pants at the sensation, the gliding of his cock against your covered pussy, the small whines you let out each time he nudges against your clit, it kickstarts his climax once more.
“Feels good,” he grunts out, head bowing forward and pressing against your chest as he picks up the pace, hips knocking into you each time, beads of precum dampening your silk pajama set and mixing with your own arousal.
Jungkook doesn’t care how needy he looks right now, humping you like a desperate teenager because that’s exactly how he feels.
“Yeah, are you gonna cum for me Kook?” you whisper, caressing his hair until he’s looking at you once more, face screwed up as he teeters close to the edge.
When he nods eagerly you hook both legs around his waist, his mouth dropping open as he moans out unabashedly. “W-wanna feel you fully next time,” he grunts, jostling your body from the force of his thrusts, your pants wrinkling up around your thighs.
“You will,” you confirm, wanting nothing more than to actually feel his cock without the confines of clothes and blankets. “Once the power comes back.”
He chuckles at that for a second, smiling at you through the dull glow the candle provides but then his face twists up, brows pinching and jaw going slack as his hips grow sloppy.
“F-fuck,” he drawls out as his orgasm washes over him, hips rutting against yours with less grace than before, spurts of his warm cum splashing along your pussy and onto the small patch of skin above your waistband as he works himself through it. You sigh at the feeling, cupping his cheeks as your thumbs soothe him down.
Jungkook continues to rock against you until he’s whimpering in overstimulation, panting as he stares down at you with the dopiest smile. He turns his head to kiss at your hand by his cheek before bending down to press his lips against your in a gentle kiss.
“Did we just get to third base?” he whispers against your lips after the two of you fully come down, laughing when you swat at his side playfully, your own laugh filling the air as he pulls back to stare at you once more.
Suddenly your room fills with light, the two of you squinting at the brightness, the sound of the heater kicking back is followed by the warmth from the vents beginning to flow through.
You don’t even have to look at him to know what face he’s making, your promise of letting him fully feel you once the power came back flooding his mind. “No Jungkook,” you laugh, pushing his face away from yours as he inches closer like a child.
“Why not?”
“Because you ruined my favorite pajamas.”
He laughs freely now, kneeling up until the blankets slide off his body, his eyes staring down at your pants and analyzing the mess the two of you made. “I mean, you ruined them first.”
Okay he has a point, but instead of agreeing you simply raise your foot up and nudge it against his chest until he topples to the side, allowing you to stand up from bed with no fear of the cold attacking you. Jungkook smiles against your sheets as he watches you grab new pants and underwear before slipping into your bathroom, emerging a few minutes later with a pair of snowman printed pants instead.
“You wanna go finish Legally Blonde?” he asks, head perched up by his hand as he lays on his side, that charming smile on his face.
“It’s like two in the morning.”
He shrugs, not caring about the time at all, just wanting to spend more time with you, already knowing the two of you would most likely end the night having a discussion about more than obvious feelings after what just happened.
After staring at him for another moment you smile too, reaching your bed for the same trusty blanket you hand earlier and wrapping it around your body. But as he stands up from your bed you extend your covered up out for him to join you, a smile of success gracing his face.
“Wow, you’re actually sharing with me.” he coos, leading the two of you back out into the living room.
“Watch it, I’ll take it back.”
Jungkook simply wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you into his side before you sit onto the couch. “I know you will you cozy thief.”
#ficswithluv#goldenclosetnet#heartsforbts#btswritingcafe#btsghostie#jungkook smut#jeongguk smut#bts smut#jungkook fluff#new
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Ice Skating
Ninja and Puppy’s First Christmas
Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x fem!Reader (OTP ninja and puppy)
Words: ~600
Summary: Ransom shows you just how big of a sap he can be.
Warnings: explicit language, jock kink? fluff, idiots in love, 18+ due to the AU
A/N: These saps, I can’t handle it.
“But where are we going?” You pouted as you stared at Ransom from the passenger seat, pulling your legs up to your chest and batting your eyelashes at him while he just shook his head at you.
“I can’t tell you, it’s a surprise.” He gave you a soft smile when you huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “Make all the frustrated faces you want, you’re just adorable.”
“Fuck you.” You grumbled under your breath as you sank further into your seat and watched the snowy landscape go by while he just chuckled at you. “I don’t like surprises, I want to know what’s going on.”
“I know, baby, but I love surprising you.” He grabbed your hand and pressed a trail of kisses over your knuckles as he glanced at you sideways. “So tough shit, you’ll just have to deal with it. We’re here.”
You couldn’t stop yourself from grinning when you got a look at where you were, leaning over the console and kissing his cheek as he beamed back at you. The frozen pond was completely abandoned, but the trees around it were covered in lights, and Ransom grabbed a blanket and a large thermos full of hot cocoa from the trunk along with your skates.
“Sap.” You shook your head at him as he spread the blanket over the hood of the beemer and sat next to you, taking the mug of cocoa he poured you and scooting close to him as you both sipped on your drinks. “Did you set all this up yourself?”
“Yeah, I decided to lean into it. Love when you get that dopey grin on your face.” He wound an arm around you and pressed his lips to your hair, setting his mug aside when it was empty and sliding into his skates so he could lace them up. “Remembered you mentioning how you missed skating at Christmas.”
“You’re gonna spoil me.” You got your own skates on and made your way to the pond, pushing off and grinning over your shoulder at him as he followed you. “You sure this isn’t just to feed your little jock fetish?”
“Don’t know what you mean.” He gave you an innocent shrug when you turned and started skating backwards so you could face him, biting his lip when you ran a circle around him easily as he watched closely. “Did you used to skate?”
“Please, I saw you looking through our yearbook. Did you forget about how much you used to harass the girls’ hockey team?” You carved a sharp turn and hit him with a spray of ice.
“No, was kind of hoping you forgot though.” His wince turned into a smile when you grabbed his hand so you could skate side by side. “I was an ass.”
“You’re still an ass.” You nuzzled at his shoulder when he pulled you close as you slowly circled the pond. “But I love you anyway.”
“I love you too.” He turned so he was facing you as you kept skating, winding his arms around your waist and nuzzling at your cheek as you purred happily. “My cute little jock, we should do more sporty dates.”
“Yeah? You gonna get all worked up if you watch me play volleyball?” You scrunched up your face as he growled and bit at the curve of your jaw. “I’m gonna take that as a yes.”
“It is a yes, very much yes.” He kept pulling you after him and giving you that smile that made your chest feel all warm. “But we’ll stick with the winter shit for now. You know I’m into that snow bunny look.”
#natalie writes#ninja and puppy#ransom drysdale#ransom otp#ninja and puppy’s first christmas#ransom drysdale x you#ransom drysdale x y/n#ransom x you#ransom drysdale au#ransom drysdale fluff#ransom drysdale x female reader#ransom drysdale x reader#chris evans#chris evans character#eighteen and over#eighteen plus
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February Drabble Challenge
day seven - chocolate
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continuation of this Drabble
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Watching Logan toddle around in a snowsuit like a tiny Michelin man definitely made Beca forget about how cold it was outside. They made snow angels, went down the hill in the sleigh, and built a snowman before heading back inside the house to drink a hot chocolate.
“What do we need?” Beca asked her once they had removed hats, coats and gloves.
“Milk!” Logan exclaimed as she clambered up on her step stool to reach the counter. “And chocolate!”
Beca chuckled. “That’s right.” She grabbed a pot and the carton of milk from the fridge, placing both in front of Logan. “Wanna pour? With both hands,” she instructed softly.
Logan’s tongue sticking out as she focused on not spilling was the cutest thing ever.
“Good job,” she said with a smile once she was done. “Now we’ll warm it up. What do we know about the stove?”
“I no touch because it’s hot,” Logan replied. “Mama does it.”
Beca nodded. “Exactly. But you’ll get to pour in the cocoa powder in a little bit,” she explained as she grabbed the can of cocoa, along with a tablespoon. “Three spoonfuls should be good.”
Logan carefully scooped out the powder and added it to the milk, Beca handing her a whisk so she could mix. “Smell good.”
“It does,” Beca agreed.
Five minutes later, they poured the beverage in three cups and Logan gleefully topped them off with (way too much) whipped cream.
“What do you think, is it all done?” Beca asked her daughter.
“No! We need wainbow spwinkles.”
Beca gasped. “How could I forget?” She grabbed it from the drawer next to her and handed it to Logan. “Not too much, sweetie.”
Beca caught sight of movement in the corner of her eye and looked up to find Chloe standing in the kitchen doorway, snapping a picture (or a hundred, knowing her). She looked beautiful, her skin glowing in its mom-to-be tone. The small belly she was sporting made Beca’s heart swell; she couldn’t wait to meet the new addition to their family in a little over five months.
“It ready!”
Beca smiled, focusing back on their daughter. “Nice job, Chef Logan.” She lifted her up to set her down, and handed her her cup. “Careful. I’ll carry mine and mommy’s over.”
“K!”
“What’s with the look?” She asked when she noticed Chloe gazing at her, walking over while holding both mugs.
Chloe shrugged. “I’m just really happy.”
Beca kissed her softly. “Me too.” She brushed her nose against her wife’s, basking in the moment for a beat or two. “Come on. She’s going to scream at us if the hot chocolate gets cold.
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Billy's been living at the Byers' for a while. And with his new address comes a few other things that Billy has to wrap his head around. And it’s more than just getting used to sleeping in Jonathan Byers' old room, curling up under faded Ninja Turtle sheets and slotting his few possessions in amongst the leftover books and tapes that Jon hadn’t wanted to take to NYU.
It’s things like breakfast at the Byers’ only being quiet because no one's fully awake, not because everyone's on edge already. And how, when Joyce asks questions over dinner, it’s because she wants to have a conversation about his day and his plans for later, not because she’s gearing up to make an accusation.
And things like how Billy can wake up from a nightmare and know that the figure silhouetted in the doorway isn’t going to berate him for waking them up, but is going to come in, put a gentle arm around his shoulders and say things like, 'you're safe, honey, I promise. You're OK.' and when he inevitably cries, they'll just hold him closer and stroke his hair and murmur those assurances over and over again until he falls back to sleep.
And it’s things like how easily Joyce seems to slot him into her home.
How within a week she's buying Cinnamon Toast Crunch and the pulpy orange juice that Billy prefers. How she notices when Billy’s shampoo is running low and picks up a new bottle when she runs out to buy milk, waving off all his attempts to pay her back. And how she has coffee ready and waiting for him every morning, poured into a brand new mug with a dumb cartoon of a blond guy with shades and a surfboard because, as Joyce said with an apologetic smile, ‘you’ve gotta admit there’s a resemblance’.
Then there’s the really big stuff.
Like how Joyce spots Billy and Steve making out in the Beemer and, instead of being mad or disgusted or upset, she just grins and puts two thumbs up, and then later that night tells Billy that she’s so happy for him, for them both. Because Steve’s a good guy and as long as he makes Billy happy then all that matters is that they’re being safe.
And it’s more than her just being OK with it. It’s the casual way that she starts to pepper Steve into conversations. How she’ll ask Billy how Steve’s doing and whether Billy wants to invite him round for dinner one night.
How she says things like,
“Do you have any plans tonight? With a certain someone?” with the biggest smile and a nudge of her elbow to his side, like any mom teasing their kid about a crush.
Billy isn't used to that at all. But he thinks he’s starting to be.
Until one night, when he’s moping around the house after Steve had to cancel their date night plans.
And he knows he’s being pathetic, knows that Joyce has noticed when she brings him a hot chocolate and sits beside him on the bed, pretending to look through the ever growing collection of books on his nightstand and asks, with faux nonchalance,
“No plans tonight then?”
So Billy shakes his head and grunts out the explanation. How Steve got forced into doing the late shift, covering for Robin who's called in sick.
“That’s a shame,” Joyce murmurs, patting his arm sympathetically. And Billy shrugs and sips his cocoa and tastes a hint of cinnamon. Just like his mom used to make it.
Then Joyce thinks for a minute and pats his shoulder,
“Maybe we could rent a movie tonight? Been a while since I got to do something nice with my boys.”
And Billy freezes at that.
His eyes go wide.
And he thinks that maybe Joyce is just in a habit of saying it, maybe it just falls from her tongue after years of being a mom of two. Maybe she doesn't mean it like he thought- hoped- for a second that she did.
But then she smiles, full beam warmth right at him,
“Sound good? Family time? Me, you and Will? We'll make some popcorn and maybe get some-”
But Billy’s not listening. His head is spinning and his eyes burning and his throat’s doing that achey, tight thing it does right before he’s going to cry.
But he’s OK. He’s fine. He’s holding it together.
"Honey?"
He closes his eyes and tries to will it all away, but there's no fooling Joyce. He should know that by now.
"Is it Steve? Have you two had a fight?"
The concern in her voice is all it takes, and then the tears are falling and Joyce is wrapping him up in her arms and stroking his hair as he shakes his head and tries to explain, tries to get the words out between shuddering breaths, "No. It's… family? I didn't...I…I'm family?"
Billy knows he's not making much sense, but Joyce must get it because she just holds him even tighter, pressing a kiss against the top of his head,
"Oh, honey, of course you are. Of course you are."
And she keeps holding him. Keeps holding and comforting until he pulls away, wiping at his eyes and clearing his throat all while Joyce watches with her head cocked to one side and a fond smile on her face,
"How about you come with and help me pick the movie? For family film night." She reaches over to squeeze his hand at those last words before a mischievous grin spreads over her face, "We'll go to Family Video. I heard there's a handsome boy working there tonight.”
#harringrove#but mostly joyce and billy#my usual#found family sorta thing#i JUST want Billy happy#I see him and my mom instincts jump out and I want him hugged and cared for#and it's mother's day here so...#I'm gonna post this to sate a few of those urges!
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