Rollin’ To Love, Onyankapon.

synopsis: you and your friends scheduled a girls night at cascade for valentines & love seemed to roll your way.

content: romance, fluff, hard to get reader, & barely suggestive themes.

ny’s notes: so while taking a short break to reflect & improve my writing i came up with this new au inspired by @kaegetsmewetter. i advise listening to the songs i linked during their little moment to really immerse yourselves & hope you enjoy! happy love day babies! 🏹🩷

“I-I’m going to fall!”

You didn’t think your valentine’s would be going this way but it was debatable that it was better than how you’d normally spend it. This same recycled day had been the same for as long as you could remember. Just you alone in your room eating ice cream and watching your favorite movie— love jones. The few romances you had never made it past this societies ‘talking stage’ or either ended up as one of those emotionally draining situationships. It was as if love and romance never truly worked for you and only brought trouble.

Slowly you’d come to accept it, until there was a ring of your doorbell. Opening the door to your friends holding balloons, roses and some valentines cookies, “HAPPY VALENTINES BOO!” brushing past you and welcoming themselves into your home. The sight putting a smile on your face, it’d been so long that someone had done something so special for you beside your parents. “Awe y’all really didn’t have to do this..” engulfing them into a group hug and holding them tight, grateful for such attentive friends.

“Girl you deserve to feel loved on this special day too! That’s why we decided to spend the night with you.” kyndall reassured, popping one of the pink candies in her mouth.

“So go get dressed loser, we’re going to cascade!” Dallas giggled, pushing you towards your room. Whirling around in her hold with a questioning brow. “Really cascade..?”

“What.? I’m tired of the club scene and we could use some good fun like when we were teens!” Dallas shrugged, with that soft glint of excitement in her eyes. “C’mon it’ll be fun..” kyndall coaxed, fluttering those volume lashes until you gave in. surrendering your hands in the air and walking towards your room.

“Okay, okay! No promises i’m getting in that rink tho!”

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“Oh my god, i’m never letting yall convince me into coming here againn!” you whined, gripping onto your bestfriend’s jacket for dear life. Legs wobbling from the rolling skates gliding across the smooth floor not seeking to stop anytime soon, especially not with the crowd of people blocking your way to get to that safety wall you could hold onto.

Saturdays were still apparently the hottest for cascade, everyone seeking for fun outlet for the night. The flashing multicolored lights dancing around the walls and floors, as you and your friends entered. A upbeat set of early 2000’s song blasting over the speakers, as you waited in line to secure a pair of skates. “girl, girl girl. the niggas is out, look!” her constant tapping in of your arm made you finally look up. the group of skaters in particular that caught kyndall’s eye, vibing along to ray j’s ‘sex can i’ with their routines. the front two standing out from the rest, one with a colored buzz cut and street wear fashion. The other a fine chocolate man with a white fitted polo tee that hugged his slim-muscular build, and head full of soft deep waves. Beautiful smile still white and flashing even beneath the hues that illuminated the floor.

“Yeah, we got to get to that floor. Now.” kyndall swooned, grabbing her skates and footing towards the nearest bench to get them on.

“Damn bitch. wait for us!” Dallas laughed, the two of you following behind your eager friend.

Leading you right to this moment, settled into an uneasy stance and terrified of the little control you had over your legs right now. Skates clunking against one another as you tried your best to glide smoothly across the floor. “you got it, glide one foot after the other..” Dallas instructed, but it just seemed as if your uncoordinated body just couldn’t get with it. Wobbling above the laminated floor. Hands wrapped tightly around hers as a effort to keep yourself steady and upright, praying that you wouldn’t eat up the floor.

“Okay, m’gonna let go.” Dallas nodded, eyes on yours as she slowly released your hand. “Don’t overthink it boo.” Your body wobbling a little before it steadied as you continued to roll slowly. “I-I think i got it..” you breathed out, hand cautiously out in front of you.

“Think you’ll be good while i take a few quick laps?” She questioned and you nodded, waving her off trying to concentrate on keeping yourself steady. Counting your steps to yourself as you try not to fall on your ass in front of the big ass crowd of people. Smiling to yourself at the slightest improvement and increase in speed until another skater brushed past you, bumping into your side with a scoff. “Girl move your non-skating ass out the rink, tryna be seen n’ shit..”

Tripping over your skates and stumbling forward when suddenly a quick hand caught your arm. One strong hand resting on your waist and steadying your body before your feet could’ve swept up off the ground. “woah, you good ma?” A shaky breath left your lips as you brush your crimped hair from out of your face, “Yea, i-i’m just gonna—” refusing to look up, rolling away with a face full of embarrassment. Strong hand still holding onto your arm until you sat firmly along the bench. “Don’t trip, it’s a lot of people showing out for the crowd.”

“Slow sets the best to roll to.”

If it was even possible you became more embarrassed once your eyes met the person talking to you, The man being one of the smooth skaters that led one of the groups from earlier. Now that he was up close you could take him in fully, from his perfectly sculpted jawline to his tattoo covered arms. Those pearly white canines covered with custom open faced grills on display as he expressed his love for slow sets. barely even realizing you’d been staring awkwardly as you looked him over, but he paid it no mind just properly introducing himself to you. “Shit my bad I’m onyankapon, most just call me ony tho.”

“y/n.” briefly introducing yourself, “i can’t see how y’all do all this without falling on your ass..” you huffed, frustrated from the short time you spent out in the rink.

Ony laughed at your cute little pout, taking a seat next to you. He couldn’t lie you caught his eyes from the moment he saw you. Pretty skin glowing beneath the illuminated lights as you cautiously rolled within the crowd of people, lip tucked behind your pretty teeth with focus in your eyes. “Been doing this since grade school, plenty of practice.”

“but you just feel and move with the beat” he further explained, pointing out the many people that demonstrated his words. “Don’t think just let your body do all the work and it’ll come to you..”

The dj mixed into a slow set, the lights dimming into soft romantic hues as the ‘unthinkable’ remix by alicia keys and drake began blasting through the speakers. Mood quickly setting in as the skaters eased into the tempo, dj extending the intro as he shares his quick sentiment over the mic. “This for all my single people that hadn’t quite found that one, or even haven’t found the right words to say your ready for more. but ima help you get to ‘em tonight!”

Unbeknownst it was a song the both of you found yourselves listening to quite often these days. Not knowing when that right person would come into your life and changing that lonely destiny you found yourself believing more and more. Mindlessly swaying to the beat, ony gave you a quick glance before standing with his hand held out for you. Your eyes widening in panic when he suddenly ask you to skate with him but he wouldn’t take no for an answer, not when this had been that meant to be feeling this exact song had spoken of. Not waiting for him to finally get his one on one time with you eventually while he was in his element, and if he had to take the lead then he’d do exactly that.

“oh, no, no, no.” reaching back for a seat that was no longer in your grasp, ony shooting that same charming smile that caught your sights earlier as he pulled you onto the floor against your will. “i got you pretty, you trust me..?”

A small look of uncertainty occupying your face as you look over the crowd of skaters that vanished as you look back into his sincere eyes, giving in and uneasily skating forward to get closer to his towering form. Ony met you halfway and suavely spun your body into his, arms snaking around your waist as you took a slow unsteady breath as his hands rest just above your inner thighs. Heart thumping wildly in your chest as your body grows warm from those minuscule touches. Mind filled with nothing but him in that moment, that intoxicating jimmy choo cologne took over your senses as his protective arms tightened around you. Body turning to putty as you practically melting into his arms, nothing but a soft whisper leaving your lips.

“ony..”

“just focus on me…” warm breath fanning against your skin as his lip brushed the shell of your ear, keeping you pressed flush against him. Helping guide your movement to the slow rhythmic beat of the song, your small soft hands resting atop of his comfortably. Body submissively relaxing into his as you following his lead, swaying in sync as the two of you lose yourselves in a sensual stroll “there you go, feel the beat.” tapping softly to the beat against your thigh.

Maintaining a steady speed as if there were no one else in the building but the two of you. Strolling together for the rest of the night until the dj came to a satisfied close, happy with the outcome his slow sensual set had for the day of love. The two of you walking out the building together as the muffled music leaking through the doors. “Thank you for tonight.” you smiled, nervously pushing a loose crimp behind your ear. “Your a really good instructor.”

“Well I had a good partner.” he chuckled, that charm of his now in full swing “If you ever wanted to learn some more moves, I could give you my number..”

“Maybe even make into a little weekly date.”

“Maybe..” you hummed, looking him over as you backed away towards your friends. “same day and time next week?”

“bet, I never got your number tho.” reaching for his phone, as you giggled in the distance. Testing his patience on how much time and effort he’d really put into getting to know you, Opening the passenger door with a small smirk. “I know, see you next week ony..”

Leaving ony nothing but the memory of you and a mental note to be here waiting for you the next week.

😭 Grace Nike is sick, again. Because of that I had to cancel the breakfast buffet that I wanted to go to with my mom. I love a good buffet and eating my body weight in food. Then my brain wasn't working; my mom canceled the reservation and I told her "I reserved it under your last name" as if we don't have the same name...

THE SOTL MOTH IS SUCH A GREAT IDEA!! It's criminal that your mom is keeping you from getting tattoos for now.

Do tell me more about those cookies, what do they taste like? I would absolutely fight anyone and everyone for cookies!! OMG GRACE YOU DID NOT!! I gasped when I read this. Laxatives in a brownie as punishment for stealing your thin mints. Wow. That is so vindictive, I'm in awe. I love savage Grace so much!! Are there any more stories like this? 👀

Jon!? Wtf that man really is full of surprises. Not the random German yelling, that's so harsh. What did yall do to deserve this... in German everything sounds 10× more serious. Jon is our bro. His pettiness with the pictures, his humor and now his language skills really are top notch 👌🏻

Ps. In writing this right after I woke up from an afternoon nap and I had an NSFW dream about Sam/Mel!!! I'm still shooketh. Now I will get up, stuff myself with nougat, and look for more Sam/Mel edits to gather new dream material 😌

Poor Nike, that girl can’t seem to catch a break. I hope she feels better soon! It’s a shame you had to cancel going to breakfast with your mom. I love buffets as well, the best buffet is a Chinese buffet and I will die on that hill. The last name… it’s okay, we all have those moments and I still love you!! It’s honestly kinda funny

THANK YOU LOVE!!! My mom has so many tattoos, and I can’t believe she’s telling me no to getting more, it truly is criminal

So those cookies you can buy from almost anywhere that has groceries and they taste amazing!! It’s basically straight up chocolate fudge. I certainly did put laxatives in her cookies, and it’s been like 4 and a half years since it happened and she still doesn’t know I did. I love a conversation written down somewhere I had between me and a friend of mine because all 3 of us had a class together after lunch, and he was asking me why my friend ran out of the room 😭 I hold grudges for years, and I need to stop but I can’t. I may or may not have a few more stories like that 🤷🏻‍♀️

Jon is absolutely insane, but I love him. The random yelling in German played a part in the lecture from that day about how we process words and can automatically recognize them but we can’t do that with foreign languages we don’t speak. the only word that I could recognize was ‘scheisse’

Your dream sounds absolutely amazing!!! I hope it was fun ;) I hope you had another dream that was very similar to that first one!

Bake Me (Danny x f!Reader) 18+

Summary: Danny helps you bake and it turns a little messy. 18+

Warnings: Oral F!Receiving, Penetrative Sex. Bad Puns

A/N: This is an idea I baked up (haha) with the help of the biggest Danny hoe I know @stardustdanny . No taglist of pure smut. But, yall know I can’t read my own smut so sorry if there are typos :)

Your kitchen was extremely messy - like extremely. Sprinkles, flour, chocolate chips, vanilla extract, every baking ingredient you could think of was covering the granite counter top of Danny’s kitchen. You had promised him that you would bake his birthday cake this year, it was his favorite. But, when the Kiszka boys caught wind of you baking they had many requests of their own - cookies, cupcakes, cannolis, pie, and you couldn’t really say no. It was one of your biggest flaws, always being a people pleaser and not saying no when they asked for your sweet treats.

Danny told you multiple times you didn’t have to spend one of your only days off baking, but you insisted. You were three hours in on your epic baking marathon when Danny came back from practice. Seeing you wearing a messy pink apron, with your hair and face covered in flour made him smile sweetly to himself. You looked absolutely insane, in the cutest way possible.

“Hey cake boss!” He called from around the corner, making you jump slightly, spilling brownie batter on the counter, “how are you doing?” Danny was teasing you, already knowing your answer by the state of the kitchen.

“Cookies are done and so are the double chocolate cupcakes, working on Jake’s marble brownies now, then I’ll make Sam’s vegan vanilla cupcakes, then finally, and most importantly, your birthday cake!” You spoke fast and your body followed that pace as you pointed out your unorganized work stations. Even though your lips were curved into a smile, Danny knew you were stressed and overworked. Your boyfriend always was able to tell your emotions before you even processed them, one of the many reasons you loved him.

“Wanna slow down there?” You were vigorously whisking butter into the batter, ignoring what he asked.

“It’s going to be a good one. I think I want to make it a naked cake, with fruit and buttercream.”

“It sounds delicious, but really Y/N, you don’t have to do all of this.” Danny leaned his body weight on the counter, careful to not stick his elbows in anything.

“You deserve it.” You finally stopped baking so you can really look at your gorgeous boyfriend. He was looking up at you through his long eyelashes, making him look even more perfect. You set the glass bowl you were holding down and just take a moment to stare at him. A blush forms on his cheeks, yet he doesn’t break eye contact. “I could use some help…”

“I’d love to help you!” Danny stands up straight and gathers all of his hair in a bun on top of his head. You always liked when his hair was pulled out of his face so you could see his chiseled features more. After washing his hands he moved over to stand by you waiting for your clear instructions.

“Can you pass me the-“ before you finish your question Danny wipes a stripe of batter across your cheek. “You’re supposed to be helping me!” His laugh was contagious, so it was no surprise that you started in on your own fit of giggles.

“I don’t know what you mean, I am helping!” Danny brought the finger that still had some batter on it to his mouth and licked off the remnants. He caught you staring at the way his tongues wrapped around his finger. “Darling, quit staring. We’ve got work to do, remember?”

“Mhm yes sir.” Even after being with him for such a long time, your stomach still fluttered when he called you darling. Depending on his tone of voice the pet name took on many different meanings. Out with friends it was used as a sweet term of endearment. Now in the bedroom, it was used as a way for you to know who exactly was in control.

His eyes momentarily flash darker when he hears you call him sir, another name usually kept for the bedroom. Danny looks at the batter that is still on your face, slowly he wipes it away with his finger and brings it to your mouth. “Taste it.”

You followed his demanding instructions, wrapping your lips around his digit. You made sure to keep eye contact with him while you dipped your head. Danny sucked in a sharp breath when you slid your tongue in a circle to collect the chocolate. He pulled his finger from your mouth gently, releasing it from your mouth with a slight pop. “It’s good,” you say as you turn from him to focus back on the brownies - much to his disappointment.

Danny moved himself so he was standing behind you. His hands sensually ran down your sides to grab your hips and pull you back into him. You could feel how your little show affected him already. “I think I need another taste.” Danny’s lips ghosted over your neck as he spoke, causing goosebumps to erupt against your skin. He gathered more chocolate on two fingers and ran them down the side of your craned neck, the brownies were . The cool sensation made you inhale deeply. Your eyes flutter close when he methodically licks a stripe up your neck. “It might be missing something.”He whispers before nipping your ear lobe.

“What is that?” Your voice was shaky. Just by his simple touches, you were already needy.

“Not sure, I think I will have to keep taste testing it.” He placed a quick kiss to the top of your then untied the back of your apron. You were completely frozen in anticipation of his next move.

“Danny, I should-”

“Shh. Darling, you need to relax.” Once the apron was discarded in the corner of the kitchen, he spun you so you were facing him. “The oven is making it hot in here.” He feigned innocence. Danny was such a tease - he loved nothing more than seeing you flustered. He gripped the back of his shirt and ripped it off in a fluid motion.

“Aren’t you hot?” With him standing over you, he had to look down to look in your eyes. You were unable to speak. So, you just nodded your head calmly, even though your insides were lighting up at the sight of his naked torso.

“Let’s fix that.” The pads of his fingers danced up your waist under your shirt. Knowing what he was going to do, you lift your arms so your boyfriend can strip you of your oversized shirt. He helps you shimmy out of your lounge shorts, leaving you in your bra and underwear.

“You’re such an amazing baker, Darling.” He cooed. Danny was complimenting you to distract from the fact that he had once again dipped into the uncooked brownies. Jake wasn’t going to be happy that his treat would never make it to his table, but, right now you didn’t have a care for anything other than what your boyfriend had planned.

Danny ran his fingers across your collarbone, quickly followed by his tongue to clean your skin. “So beautiful.” He praised every part of your body that he licked the brownie batter off of; your chest, your stomach, your thighs. Your hands were clutching the granite to keep you from falling due to your buckling knees from seeing him on his kneeling in front of you.

“Danny..” While he was preoccupied, you coated your own fingers in the sweet mix.

“Hmm?” he hummed against your skin as he trailed a line of pecks back up your stomach. Once he peers up at you, you press your fingers to his lips. “That wasn’t nice darling. Now you have to clean it off.” Danny stood up with a batter covered smile.

Standing on your tiptoes, you kiss him. It wasn’t a gentle kiss - it was hurried and full of passion. Your tongue glides against his lips to do what he asks. As his hands were clutching at your hips, yours were exploring his toned stomach. Making sure he doesn’t break the kiss, he lifts you and places you right on the counter - your bare ass was now covered in flour. Danny grabs your wrist to move your hands behind his head. With your hands no longer in the way he is able to press his body flush against yours. “You know,” he didn’t completely break the kiss, just spoke in between pecks, “I know of another sweet treat.”

His hands were now firmly on your knees to make sure you were unable to close them. “Is this okay?” he asked as he knelt down back to his knees. Every time you slept with Danny, he made sure you were okay with everything he did. It was important to him that you knew you had as much control of the situation, no matter how rough he got.

“Yes, sir.” You knew what you were doing, purposefully using his favorite name. A low guttural growl left him when his face was aligned with your soaked through underwear. Your legs instinctively found their home draped over his shoulders. His fingers left indentions in the meat of your thighs as he squeezed them. “My favorite snack.”

Danny feverish dove in. He placed a wet open mouthed kiss on the cotton of your panties, sighing contently at how wet you were. Your stomach clenched at the small sensation. “I barely have touched you,” he teased as he pulled your underwear to the side. “What do you want, Darling?” One of your favorite things about Danny in the bedroom was how vocal he was, but right now you wanted him to put his lips to a better use.

“Eat me.” You meant it as an insult, however, he still complied. With a flat tongue, he licked upwards, flicking his tongue once he reached your clit. You grab his bun and lightly press his face into you more. You can feel him smile in between your skin at your reaction. He laps at your clit with deliberate movements of his tongue. Your back arches making you begin to slip from the counter. So, Danny tightens his grasp on your things and bares more of your weight on his shoulders. He keeps a consistent pace, already knowing exactly how you like it.

“Danny, you’re so good.” Your speech was breathy and sensual, eliciting Danny to moan as well. Taking your clit in his mouth, he begins to suck lightly. You interlock your ankles together behind his head, squeezing his face further into you. Danny looks up to you, but all he can see is the delicate skin of your neck. Your chest was heavily rising and falling, enticing him to reach out and clutch your breast. Annoyed with the barrier your bra was, he flipped it up further on your chest. Your nipples become harder from the cool air, giving Danny more to play with. He twists and spins one between his fingers, giving it just enough pressure before it becomes too painful. “Fuck, Danny.”

The added sensation of nipple play pulled you closer to orgasm. You knew that Danny was aware of this by the way your inner thighs were shaking against his cheeks. For his coup de grace, he pointed his tongue and gave your sensitive bud a few more kitten licks. The knot in your stomach burst, flowing ecstasy through your body.

“That’s it Darling, come for me.” Danny coached you through your orgasm, leaving encouraging kisses on your cunt. Once your body stopped convulsing at his touch, he arose to meet your gaze once again. “Turn around.”

“Wha-”

“I said turn around.” Without another peep, you turned to face the mess on the counter. Your mind slips and begins to think about all that is left for you to do. Before you could form a game plan for what is left, Danny’s hand smacks down on your ass. A cloud of white flour puffs into the air and you yelp at the sting. He places the hand on the back of your neck and coxes you forward - your bare chest was pressed into the batter that you spilled earlier. “You need to learn to relax.” Another slap to your ass made your hips hit against the counter, effectively leaving bruises.

“Yes sir.” You felt him press into your ass. At some point, Danny removed the rest of his clothing. The feeling of his hard cock made you jut your hips back into him.

“Darling, we need to take these off first.” He kisses down your spine at the same time he removes your panties. Now that you are completely exposed to him, you spread your legs so he has more room to wiggle himself in between them. “Are you-”

“Just fuck me already.”

He laughs at your impatience, “Alright, Darling.”

With your last orgasm still slick on you, he easily thrusts into you. Both of you moan in unison as he fills you. Danny wastes no time, before he begins snapping his hips against your ass. With your body stuck between him and the counter, he was able to have more leverage for his harsh thrusts. “You’re so perfect wrapped around me.”

The tip of his dick brushes against your sweet spot, your legs wobble at the feeling. Danny wrapped an arm around your waist to keep from falling. “I’ve got you.” His voice was harsh, like he had just run a 5k. You bury your nails into his forearm, needing to anchor onto something.

“Darling, you’re so wet. I love it.” His hand leaves your hip and travels to the base of your head to pull your hair back. You whimper at his aggressive touch, “does that feel good?”

“Yes Sir.” You spoke only an octave over a whisper. Your reassurance coerced him to give you longer, deeper thrusts. “Please don’t stop.”

Your pussy was throbbing against him now, giving him a tighter passage to pass through. “I don’t know how much longer I can last Darling, you’re pussy is just too perfect.” It never ceases to amaze you how Danny was able to hold a full conversation while fucking you. You expect it was from the fact he was in great shape from vigorously drumming.

Danny’s thrust never became sloppy when he was close, but you could always tell when he was ready by what he did next. Danny pulls you by your hair so that your sweaty body is pressed against him. In a loving action he kisses your shoulder, but then sinks down on it with his teeth. Your shoulder was always littered with bite marks and bruises, telling everyone around you who you belonged to. “Come with me.”

Never one to disobey, you let your second orgasm rush through you- moaning and cursing his name. You felt Danny pull out and finish on your back, “Fuck Darling, you’re so good.”

He remained still for a moment, allowing himself to revel in his post orgasm haze. After a content sigh, he grabs a dish towel and cleans off your back. You were taken aback when he began laughing.

With knit together eyebrows and squinted eyes, you turn and ask: "What are you laughing about?”

Like a teenage boy, he lets out a squeal. “Baby batter.”

“You really need to stop spending so much time with Sam.”

It is me, the stuffing ko anon, i hope you dont mind me requesting chonky human breakdown or starscream, btw love yalls writing!

Thank you, glad to see you come for more! Here's Breakdown for the Knocky hubby, that wrecker sweetheart deserves all the love! 💥~Gregoria🏩

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"Can I really?"

"Yes, yes of course, you know I baked these for you!"

The humans warm grin when they hand him another box of cookies has him relax more comfortably on the old, creaky wooden chair. 

He's already had at least three different trays of muffins, two full lemon cream pies, a chocolate mousse, a souffle and three milkshakes to wash it all down. His stomach is almost at its limit, the hologram threatening to fizzle out from how hard it's straining. He licks his lips taking the first bite of the crumbly caramel cookie. 

He stumbled across this bakery when Knockout was sent out on a scouting mission and "got lost". So with nothing better to do while his partner was "lost" on the race tracks, Breakdown decided to look at what this particular city has to offer.

And that's where he met them, offering him a free sample of their chocolate cake. One thing led to another, and so his appetite got him a part time "job" as their official taste tester and critic. He has yet to eat anything that doesn't make him long for being a human for real. He understands organics can't function on sugar alone, but with how delicious the variety is? His stomach rumbles in agreement. Strange, his own tank doesn't usually make noises like this when full. Then again, he isn't sure he could get stuffed like this on energon alone. 

As if reading his mind, they push a big slice of chocolate temptation towards him, and take the empty cardboard box out of his hands. He didn't even notice when they disappeared, the caramel sticking to his teeth the only clue that he was eating at all.

He brushes the crumbs down his top, his big hand gripping the much too small fork clumsily. He stabs it into the dark, rich chocolate frosting, slicing through layers of coffee cream and spongy cake, the smell alone causing him to swallow thickly. He appreciates it for a moment longer and then scoops the cake up and into his mouth. 

"You're just precious!" they laugh, already cutting him another slice, squirting a generous amount of whipped cream on top. He gulps down and tries to object, the chair groaning under his shifting weight.

He chews, humming when it all but dissolves on his taste buds, eyes closed in bliss. The texture is divine, and he is tempted to just grab the whole slice and stuff it in his face.

"That good?"

Encouraging moans around the next mouthful seem like a good enough answer to him.

"I don't think I should-"

They place the plate right next to the one in front of him patting his arm.

"You're a big man, working hard day and night! No way am I letting you walk back home without seeing you get all the sweetness you deserve."

'At this point I wouldn't be able to walk at all even if I wanted to.'

"And well, I was... meaning to give you something." they reach under the counter and place a pink box with a plastic wrap over the top. Eight heart shaped donuts decorated with sprinkles sit neatly inside.

Now he knows there's a human holiday approaching, and the human does seem slightly nervous. 

"Are you're free on the 14th? I plan on closing early and was wondering if you'd go on a dinner with me." 

Before he can give them an answer, the chair lets out a creak and collapses under him. With that surprise and how full he is, the hologram flickers on and off a couple of times, before shutting off completely. He lifts himself up on his elbows and looks at them, mustering a queasy grin. 

"Sure, if you don't mind going on a date with a car."

A Road Trip for the Mind

For the Writer of the Month on NCT Amino

I am so happy with this one!

Green: The colour of life, renewal, nature, and energy. Associated with meanings of growth, harmony, freshness, safety, and environment. 

Masterlist Rules

Genre: Extremely fluffy yall

Word count: 3 057

Summary: What better way to relax than to go on a road trip?

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I had been planning this trip for months, knowing that by now, Mark would be exhausted due to how hard he’s been working with the rest of the boys. He needed to get away, we both did, and what better way than to do it together?

My boss was nice enough to let me take the day off, hence using one of my vacation days, to start preparing for the little road trip I had planned for us. That included cooking Mark’s favourite cookies, making sure the car had enough fuel, packing suitable clothes for every weather and making a playlist perfect for both of us. What could go wrong when a mix of Itzy and Coldplay?

I alerted Mark of the fact that he would not be able to plan anything for the weekend but was to come straight home after the last schedule had wrapped up, hence he would be expected through the door at four sharp. I got multiple confused questions but refused to answer any of them, forcing him to settle with a mysterious “You’ll see.” He was not happy with me and I knew that, but he always had my back whenever I was in the gutter, it’s about time I was the one to do something for him.

All the packing was stuffed in the back seat when Mark came strolling down the sidewalk. A huge smile covered his features as he saw my appearance and he engulfed me in a hug when he was close enough to do so. Then, he pulled back slightly and pecked me on the lips, causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach. Look at that, even after one year of dating, they still made no sign of disappearing.

“Babe, what’s this?” he asked as he eyed the car and its contents. I gave him a small smile and just answered with the same mysterious tone of my previous text.

“We’re going on a little adventure, just you and me.” He lit up and looked at the car again, as if he was seeing it in a new light. Then he practically skipped to the passenger seat, putting his stuff in the back, not even bothering going inside and putting it away. I laughed at him and entered the car on the driver’s side, pushing the keys in and starting the car. Then, we were on our way.

I had a couple of places in mind, places bound to make us relax and just enjoy life as it is, not wanting to rush anything or be anywhere else. Just forget all responsibilities around us and live in the now.

Our first stop was Mark’s favourite coffee shop, knowing he usually craved it after a day of schedules. I told him to wait in the car while I went in and ordered, he stayed after some resistance as he didn’t want me to pay for him. After I pointed out how he always did that for me, he gave in begrudgingly. I entered the car again with two hot chocolates in either hand, with the help from Mark who opened the door from the inside. He eagerly sipped the sweet beverage as I kept on driving, every now and then glancing over at his appearance. He looked slightly tired, with bags under his eyes. I wished to be at the motel in time for a reasonable time so we could get enough sleep before continuing the journey tomorrow morning.

As I put my cup down in the cupholder, I reached over for Mark’s hand, feeling it was safe enough as we were on a highway and there was no need for me to switch gears. His giggle caused me to look over at him once again and a feeling of adoration washed over me. His ears were slightly red, and his eyes nervously shifted between the road in front of us and our hands. I giggled and squeezed his hands again, this time receiving one back as he put his cup down as well and held my hand with both of his.

“What did I ever do to deserve you.” I couldn’t bring myself to look at him as he said that, knowing my cheeks would be just as red as his ears had been mere seconds ago. He chuckled at my stubborn smile and brought my hand to his lips, placing a small kiss on the skin. I couldn’t help my smile growing wider as he put our hands back in his lap and refocused on the road ahead, trying to figure out where I was taking him.

It was a couple of hours later that we pulled up beside the motel I had booked. He looked out, slightly confused but followed me, nonetheless, inquiring for the distance we were travelling at the same time. I once again refused to give him any answers and playfully locked my lips and threw away the key. He laughed at my dorkiness and after a small chat with the staff behind the desk, we found ourselves in a room for two on the third floor. It was currently nine in the evening and I suggested going to bed as soon as we put our bags on the floor, considering we had another drive in front of us in the morning. He agreed but expressed the difficulty of sleeping when he had so many questions jumping around in his head.

“Fine,” I said wearing a small, teasing smile. “You get one question.”

“Where are we going!?” I knew that was the question which would leave his lips. I laughed at his slight outburst.

“We’re going to multiple destinations, I can give you one, but not the last one.” He nodded, eager to gain some knowledge, no matter how small. “Tomorrow, we’re going to a food market a couple of cities away.” He seemed happy enough with that answer as he threw himself backwards onto the bed with a smile, before getting under the cover and gesturing for me to come join him. He had already changed into the pair of sweatpants I had packed, and I made quick work of my own clothes, getting into his arms in an oversized shirt and underwear.

“You really are amazing, you know that?” I smiled and turned around in his arms, pressing a small kiss to his lips.

“You make me amazing,” I whispered against his lips before settling with my head against his chest, falling asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

The alarm went off at seven the next day and I had never seen Mark look so rested. As he stretched his arms out and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, I felt my heart speed up and I couldn’t look away. He let his arms fall into his lap with a satisfied sigh and looked at me, a smile playing on his lips.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Gosh, he’s been around Johnny too much.

“Morning, honey.” I leaned in and kissed him, ignoring both of our morning breaths. The smile he wore when I pulled back could rival the sun.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” I giggled at his never-ending curiosity.

“First, we’re going to get breakfast, there’s a nice little café down the road, then we’re off to the food market. It’ll take a couple of hours, but I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to be away from your company.” At the mention of food and breakfast, his stomach grumbled, and he made a point of covering his belly with his arms and laughing, commenting that breakfast would be nice.

We spent around an hour at the café, revelling in the state of being in no rush and just taking our time. By the time the pancakes where in my stomach my tea had gone cold, I drank it anyway, not caring that the once warm liquid had gone tasteless. The only thing that mattered was that I was sat in front of the love of my life, who was sipping his banana milk like a child; with sparkling eyes and a big smile.

On the way towards the market, it started raining. Thankfully, I had taken precaution and put an umbrella in the back, nothing could make this road trip worse than amazing, not with Mark at my side and a happy Mark at that.

I reached for the power button on the radio and turned on the playlist I had made, filling the car with the starting notes of Coldplay’s Fix You. Mark sighed in happiness at the song and soon enough, the same notes and lyrics were leaving his mouth. I kept quiet, wanting nothing more than to hear that angelic voice of his. As the song came to an end, I had stopped at a traffic light. Mark leaned over and turned my head with his fingers on my chin before pressing his lips to mine in a deep kiss, putting every emotion he could into it. He pulled back, stopping only inches from my face.

“You fixed me.” It left his lips as a whisper and I kissed him again, this time longer, trying to hold the emotional tears in.

The people behind us honked and I noticed the light had turned green. Mark leaned back in his seat, leaving us both in silence.

Nothing had to be said.

When we arrived at the market, I got out and fetched the umbrella. Mark laughed at my soaked state as I went over to his side of the car, making sure to keep him under the umbrella as he got out. He insisted he should hold it, considering he’s the taller one of us. Eventually, I agreed and handed him the umbrella, making sure to cling to his arm as we started walking, taking in the smell of the many edible ingredients and dishes.

Strolling through the mass of people, tasting everything there was to taste, it made me feel closer to my boyfriend than I’d ever felt before. I leaned up and pecked his cheek, causing a redness to cover it as we made our way to a sushi stall. I eagerly picked one with squid and put the whole thing in my mouth, causing Mark to burst into giggles at the way I now looked like a blowfish. I then picked up a salmon for him and fed it to him, muttering when it didn’t result in the same effect his face that it had done on mine. He laughed at my expression.

Another stall contained British fudge, of which we both managed to taste almost every flavour, even though it was way sweeter than we’d expected. Not that the sugar high kept us from more sugar. I insisted that we get doughnuts, as it was my favourite thing to get at every market. As we found a dry spot under a tent, Mark closed the umbrella and leaned it against the bench before grabbing my hand and holding it in his. He then looked at me with a playful glint in his eyes.

“Want me to be cheesy?” I gave him a confused look and he giggled as he put the remainder of his chocolate glazed doughnut to my lips, making sure that I didn’t eat it yet. As he leaned in, I had a hard time not to laugh at what he was doing. It was cute though, the way he kissed me slightly as he bit of half of the doughnut, leaving the rest in my mouth. He blushed slightly as he looked at my face. I hugged him, slightly bragging about having the best boyfriend in the whole wide world.

An old lady at another bench close to us smiled and told us how cute we were and how we reminded her of her and her husband in their younger days. We smiled back and thanked her for her kind words before opening the umbrella again and making our way back to the car, me still clinging to Mark’s arm.

I hadn’t planned anything for the rest of the day, it was now three in the afternoon and I figured that if we saw anything interesting on the way to the second motel, we’d stop and check it out. I let Mark know of this and he praised me for the spontaneity which I rarely showcased.

It wasn’t long before we saw a small herb garden and before Mark knew it, I had parked the car and left it. It had stopped raining and the sun was shining, causing all the plants and flowers to gleam in the sunlight. I walked around slowly, taking in every sight and every smell, some looked so fascinating I had to crouch down for a better look and a picture. Mark was leaning against the railing a couple of feet away, observing my every move.

“Aren’t you going to look?” He shook his head.

“Nothing here will compare to you anyway.” I couldn’t help the smile which made itself onto my lips.

“When did you become this cheesy?” I asked him as I wrapped my arms around his torso in a hug. He gave a happy sigh and wrapped his own arms around me, looking out over the garden.

“This trip might be bringing out sides I never thought I had.” I looked up from his chest, giving him a proud smile.

“I’m glad, you deserve to be happy.” He looked down at me and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

“I’m always happy with you.” I squeezed him one last time before pulling away and dragging him into the small shop.

The walls were covered with shelves containing big bowls of herbal mixes. In the middle were bags in a variety of sized with single herbs in case you wanted to mix them yourself at home. Mark and I must have spent at least an hour in there, smelling the mixes, laughing at the weird ones and revisiting the ones we liked the best.

“Y/N! This one says it should smell like popcorn!” Mark opened the lid and took a whiff before pulling away with a disgusted face. “It does and it’s not good.”

“Mark! This one’s named Dracula, what even?” I smelled it and grew slightly confused. I then read the index. “Why is it called Dracula when there’s no garlic in it?” Mark grew just as confused and, on that note, we decided to get back on the road.

We arrived at the second motel at ten in the evening, both of us exhausted. We threw our clothes off and got to bed. No words spoken. No words needed.

We weren’t up as early the next day, but it didn’t matter. It was Sunday, the last day before going back home and I was in no rush for this trip to end. We both showered, had breakfast at yet another café and then we were driving with the sun shining high above our heads. This time I gave Mark no hints whatsoever about our destination, all he should know is that I knew where I was going.

The road towards the destination was long and hence it gave us a lot of time to think, which was the plan. The road itself is perfect for becoming one with yourself because you become on with the road. Fields of flowers and miles of water swished past us as we drove by. We were holding hands nearly the entire time, except the few moments I had to switch gears, his thumb running across my knuckles subconsciously. We didn’t talk much. We didn’t need to. Instead, we were one with nature, one with each other, one with the world.

Mark gaped as I pulled up beside the waterfall. I smiled slightly before getting out of the car, opening the door on his side as he seemed to have lost the ability to move. With a small giggle, I pushed his mouth closed and pulled him out of his seat. His eyes never left the view in front of him.

“What is this place?” he asked as I grabbed his hand and started pulling him towards the trail which was hidden beside the fall.

“I’ll tell you when we’re at the top.” That seemed to get him out of his trance.

“The top! You’re telling me we’re going up there!?” He pointed to the top of the waterfall, which was a long way up and I just nodded, finding his outburst hilarious.

It’s not that tiring to get to the top, but maybe that’s just my opinion who has made this climb millions of times before. Mark, however, was soon panting behind me.

“Urgh! I’m not Yuta, I’m not made for this.” I laughed at his lack of endurance.

“You’re telling me I should’ve brought Yuta instead?”

“No! No, that’s not what I’m saying!” He tried walking faster and soon he was right behind me. He grabbed my hand and didn’t let go, as if holding onto me would help his journey to the top.

We reached the top just as the sun was going down.

Just like I planned.

Mark gaped ever more on the top than he had on the bottom. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down next to me on the ground where I had sat down. Around us were trees on all sides, before us was even more trees and then, if you squinted, you’d be able to make out a town in the distance. Other than that, we couldn’t get more in contact with mother nature than we were now.

Eventually, I broke the silence.

“You see that town over there?” He nodded, his eyes never leaving the scenery in front of us. “I grew up there. This place was my inspiration, my escape, my everything. It was more my home than my actual home was. Sharing it with the person I love is something I never dared dream I would do.” I leaned my head against his shoulder, letting out a small sigh as memories from my childhood welled over me. Mark grabbed my hand.

His head leaned against mine as we absorbed the energy of the place. Letting it cleanse us. Letting it relax us, as we sat there.

Just existing with each other.

I've followed for so long but had no idea about... Juicepinions (juice opinions) you wouldn't happen 2 have... Other Beverage Thoughts?? a shot in the dark but I'm interested

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HERE WE GO YALL

Ramune forcibly stops you from chugging the whole thing and comes with a lucky marble. A classic. Hard to open but sometimes we have to suffer for what we want. 10/10

5 hr energy would stop my heart and restart it only out of spite and rage. -3/10

Hot chocolate tastes like memories and warm hugs in all the best ways, but drinking it comes with an inevitable sugar crash that will make moving next to impossible. Nobody talks about this??? 5/10

Kombucha was made by mixing the sweat of a devil and the fart of an angel. Tastes like cat sneezes. 0/10

Coffee carries entire nations on it’s back without breaking a sweat. Easy to get addicted to but have you ever had it with a whole hunk of brown sugar and chocolate cake stuffed in the bottom of the mug? That’s what victory tastes like. Chugging it might put you in a caffeinated haze and inspire dumb hyperactive choices but most of us make those anyway so who’s the real winner? 7/10

Monster energy was made for Mothman and nobody else. Would punch me in the face just to prove it could, and gets a point for the audacity. 1/10

Coke has too many names. What, is it Coca-Cola? just Cola? Can we all just agree on a name that doesn't make people asking for it sound like they want a different, less-legal product? Until it gets its shit together, that’s a solid 3/10

Pepsi is somehow a well known drink that is also forgettable as fuck. You drink it and ask why it isn’t another drink before recycling the can and forgetting you consumed anything at all. It tastes the same as Coke anyway. Also 3/10

Milk. Why are we drinking it past infancy? Every other animal ages out of drinking milk. God, cows must think we’re a bunch of babies. Healthy and good with cookies, though. 4/10

Boba Tea is a miracle gracing this earth through the dreams of children and sleep deprived college students. Maybe we as a species screw up near-constantly, but if boba tea is what the cosmos remembers us by, I will be satisfied. We did at least one thing right. 20/10

Gatorade belongs to sportsball as an entity. Yes, sportsball. I know what I said. 5/10

La Croix is the peach juice of the greater beverage community. Maybe they flavored it by whispering sweet nothings about fruit while carbonating water. Or maybe there isn’t flavor at all and it’s just canned lies sold to the masses. It tastes like music playing at 3% volume in an empty mall. Disgraceful. 2/10

Water has both no flavor and every flavor. 12/10

Smoothies are either perfectly blended or too chunky to get up the tiny straw you found in the back drawer of your kitchen. It’s like Sisyphus rolling his rock up a hill, only for it to fall before he reaches the top. Except this is a stubborn piece of fruit stuck halfway up a straw that’s mocking you as it refuses to budge. If you ever want to be humbled, take a fuckin’ sip, babes. 5/10

Bonus Tea section:

White Tea was put on this earth because someone saw me suffering and decided I deserve one nice thing. Can be made badly, but if you do it right that’s an instant 10/10

Green Tea is overused by hipsters looking to be cool, but the powdered stuff is all I need in life. Beat the shit out of it with a whisk and drink it with a sweet treat on the side. 7/10

Mugicha (barley tea) deserves validation and a raise. Summer only but damn does it commit. Somehow more hydrating than water. 8/10

Black Tea considers itself better than coffee despite having maybe half the caffeination and twice the regal aesthetic. Tastes like a history museum gift shop. 3/10

Herbal Tea has so many flavors? So versatile?? Can taste like anything from day-old lukewarm ramen broth to liquid starlight brewed over a merrily crackling campfire. Usually falls perfectly in the middle. 6/10

Warmth

Summary: Remy is snowed in at Emile's house. But Emile has pumpkin cookies and hot cocoa (and a smile that makes Remy's heart sing). Only good things can come from this.

Pairing: REMILE , v fluffy

Warnings: you might get cavities from reading???

YO YALL IT'S @aliferous-ly's BIRTHDAY TODAY GO WISH HER A HAP BORTH BC SHE'S AMAZING AND SHE DESERVES IT anYGAY i wrote u some remile b!!!!!!!!! i hope u like it ILYSM

ALSO tagging @joygaytrash my Remile Bud™

There was a storm brewing outside.

Remy watched through breath-fogged glass as snow swirled and flurried just outside, buffeted by the gentle prelude to the powerful wind he knew was coming. He tapped his fingers against the windowsill, his eyes searching the darkness in the quiet backyard. The old sofa creaked and groaned beneath his weight as he shifted on his knees, resting his head on his arms.

The TV crackled behind him, the kind-faced weatherman detailing the dangers the storm would pose. It wouldn’t be long now before it hit the old house, and when that happened, there’d be no leaving. Remy should have gone home long ago.

But — he thought, as the front door opened and a gust of cold air blustered into the room, as a golden retriever bounded inside, shaking snowflakes from his fur — he couldn’t find it in him to leave just yet.

Emile stood in the front hall, stomping snow from his boots and unwrapping a pink scarf from around his face. Aang, his dog, paid no mind to the snow he was tracking into the house as he barrelled towards Remy.

“You’d think he’d never seen snow before, he’s so excited,” Emile said fondly, his nose and cheeks flushed red from the cold. Pieces of hair stuck out from beneath his knitted hat, speckled white with snow. Remy twisted just in time to catch Aang as he leaped onto the couch, falling back beneath his weight.

“Can’t really blame him, hun,” Remy said, craning his face away from Aang’s tongue. His eyes landed on Emile as he shook off his coat, and a smile grew on his face. “It’s a gorgeous sight,” he said with a wink.

He wasn’t talking about the snow.

“Mmhmm!” Emile hummed, pulling off his hat and shaking snow from his curly hair. “Very unsafe to drive in, though, which begs the question: how come you’re still here?”

“Aw, yall aren’t happy to see me?” Remy teased.

“Of course I am!” Emile protested. “And from the look of it, Aang is too.”

At the mention of his name, Aang perked up, ears flopping as he looked at Emile. Remy chuckled, scratching him behind the ears.

“I’m just a lil’ worried,” Emile continued, smiling fondly at the sight before him. “You can’t exactly drive in this kind of weather. How’re you going to get home?”

“Gurl, don’t worry your pretty little head. I’ll be just gucci.” With a groan, Remy pushed Aang from his lap. “Just wanted to see you one more time before I left,” he added with a cheeky wink.

Emile rolled his eyes, light pink dusting his cheeks. That was what Remy loved about their friendship: he could flirt as much as he wanted, and it wouldn’t change a thing. “You’re not driving in that, Rem. It’s almost here.”

“Aw, babe, you care about me?” Remy placed a hand over his heart, grinning. “Mmmaybe I could crash here, if you’re gucci with that?” He tilted his head just a bit to one side, offering the best puppy-dog eyes he could muster.

Emile shook his head, chuckling. Snowflakes drifted from his hair. “Well, I’m not about to make you leave,” he said. “Besides, you know I can’t say no to your puppy-dog eyes.”

“‘Course you can’t, girl! These beauties work on Virge. They worked on Lolo, the most serious thot in the world.” Remy quirked an eyebrow, pride sparkling in his eyes. “I’m the most adorable ho on this planet, babe.”

“Sorry, Aang’s got you beat there.” Emile smiled cheekily. “Don’t you, sweetie? Yes you do, you do!” He crouched over and patted his lap and Aang jumped to attention, bounding across the floor.

Remy fell back onto the couch, letting out an overdramatic sigh of defeat. “Defeated by my bestie. This is so not cash money.”

“Sorry, Rem!” Emile said, grinning adorably. Remy rolled his eyes, ignoring the way his heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“Friendship ended with Emmy and Aang, now loneliness is my only friend.” He shifted on the couch to lie on his back. “And coffee. Coffee is my friend. You got any, girl?”

“No coffee after eight PM, Remy,” Emile said sternly. “You won’t be able to sleep!”

“Hun, you know I can’t catch a wink either way. Gimme the good stuff.” He fixed Emile with a smirk. “Got any pumpkin spiced seasonal depression?”

“Remy, no,” Emile sighed.

“Remy, yes,” Remy replied enthusiastically. He reached out towards Emile, offering his puppy-dog eyes at double strength. “Please?”

“It’s late, pumpkin,” Emile said gently, turning away from the puppy-dog eyes, a feat few had ever accomplished. “I can, however, offer some hot cocoa, if you’re interested?” He drew a box of cocoa mix from the cabinet and turned, winking.

Damn. He knew Remy’s weaknesses too well. Remy couldn’t hide the way his face lit up at the prospect — but who could blame him? Emile made the best hot cocoa in the entire world, even when it was just the cheap box stuff. Emile, satisfied, set the box on the counter and slid on his socks towards the fridge.

“And!” He pulled something from the fridge, grinning. “I’ve been saving these babies. Ta-da!” he exclaimed, holding out the box of pumpkin cookie-dough like it was some magnificent treasure. Remy’s face bloomed with warmth as Emile smiled, his eyes sparkling.

Emile pushed his soft hair away from his face and set the box on the counter and Remy pushed himself to his feet, ignoring the way his heart fluttered in his chest. The way his heartbeat stuttered, you’d think he’d just drank ten coffees all at once.

“Mmm,” he hummed, setting his forearms against the countertop and leaning across. “Looks delicious.”

“It will be!” Emile said, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “What better snack is there on a blizzardy night than cookies and cocoa?”

“I dunno, gurl, you?” Remy suggested, waggling his eyebrows playfully. Emile choked, shoving Remy away as his face flushed red. “I’m joking, I’m joking!” Remy said, voice shaking with giggles as he held up his hands in surrender. “It sounds delish, hun.”

“You’re incorrigible,” Emile said, shaking his head. Remy was pleased to note the amusement sparkling in his eyes. He winked.

“You bet your ass, gurl,” he boasted, setting a hand on his hip and puffing out his chest proudly. Emile rolled his eyes, pushing up his sleeves.

“Keep up that sass and you’re not getting any cookies,” he said, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. His tongue stuck out as he read the instructions; Remy, torn between keeping his reputation and collapsing of cute-overdose, let out an overdramatic gasp that could have rivaled Roman.

“But —” He gestured wildly at himself. “I’m legit made of concentrated sass. Five feet three inches of pure sass. There’s no stoppin’ this, hunty.”

“Ah, what a shame.” Emile turned away, cradling the box of dough like a child. “I guess I’ll just have to eat all the cookies.”

“You wouldn’t,” Remy dared, eyes narrowing as he leaned over the counter.

“Try me, bi…” Emile trailed off, refusing to swear. Remy snorted, rolling his eyes fondly as he made his way into the kitchen.

Together, they unboxed the dough and rolled it out. With a practiced hand — and to Remy’s great Halloween-loving chagrin — Emile cut gingerbread-man shapes from the slab of orange-brown dough. As the weather grew colder and the oven grew warmer, Emile danced through the kitchen to the tune of the Christmas-music station he’d turned on the tv, brandishing a tube of orange frosting like a microphone.

Remy hopped onto the kitchen counter and watched him dance. Shifting, he squinted through the window, watching the mad flurry of snow outside. He drew one leg up onto the counter and let the other dangle, rubbing away the orange frosting Emile had dabbed onto his nose.

“You’re like a cat,” Emile said, peering at him. Remy raised an eyebrow.

“Explain.”

“Likes to sit on my counter.” Emile strode to the oven, leaning over to peer at the cookies through the tinted oven window. “Looking good!” he said happily as he straightened up.

“Thanks, gurl, I try,” Remy joked, throwing a flirtatious wink Emile’s way.

“You certainly do,” Emile said with a snort, shoving Remy’s leg out of the way to rest his hands on the counter and lean towards the window. Remy’s heart jumped into his throat as the soft scent of Emile’s shampoo filled his nose. His pink curls were close enough to touch — and god did Remy want to touch them.

“It sure is blowing out there.” Emile gazed at the snow, eyes sparkling. “It’s so pretty,” he said, his voice whisper-soft. Remy was sure it was — but he couldn’t bring himself to tear his eyes from the sight before him.

“It sure is,” he whispered, all traces of sass or bravado wiped from his voice. His gaze traced the gentle curve of Emile’s lips. At his words, Emile turned, shifting to gaze at Remy rather than the blizzard outside. A moment passed in silent stasis.

Remy was drowning in Emile’s gaze.

“Rem?” Emile breathed. Remy stared, denial flashing through his mind between bouts of gay screaming — and he knew what he wanted to do, but he knew he couldn’t do it, because they were just friends, and no amount of flirting would change that —

Emile licked his lips. Remy’s heart skipped several beats.

Fuck it, he thought, and the two leaned together as if drawn by magnetism, their lips locking in an explosion of warmth. Remy’s heart soared as Emile deepened the kiss, his hands moving to cup the back of his head as Emile’s arms rested around his neck.

Emile tasted like chocolate and sunshine; Remy was surprised the blizzard hadn’t halted in the face of his warmth. His fingers tangled in Emile’s soft pink curls as his lungs forgot how to work, as Emile stole his breath right from him.

And all too soon, they pulled apart, and Remy fell from cloud nine back into the little kitchen. The blizzard raged outside, the cookies still baked in their oven, the Christmas music crooned from the tv. Everything was normal.

Everything had changed forever.

He gaped, face bright red, and Emile giggled. “I never thought I’d see the day when the great Remy Somnus is stricken speechless,” he said, voice ever-so-gentle.

The oven beeped insistently, and Emile drew away. Remy fell back against the cold window, his fingers brushing his lips in shock. He watched as Emile pulled the tray of cookies from the oven, eyes wide, his heart bursting with fondness.

“Gurl,” he said finally, his voice a quiet whoosh of air. “You are a good kisser.”

“Well, I try,” Emile said. When he turned around, a plate of cookies in hand, Remy was pleased to see the soft red blush spread across his face. “You want a taste, Rem?”

“You know I do, babe,” Remy said, a smile growing on his face as he hopped down from the counter. He pushed aside the plate and stood on his tiptoes, pulling Emile down to connect their lips once more.

howdy yall it’s nine back at it again with a new muse! sky here is the cousin of my other muse pip ( @mmpip ). she’s a lot less chaotic than him - she’s a much more playful, kind, mature person. you can find her profile here, and her history here. sky’s a charms major and baking enthusiast. she also really likes inventing things, sometimes without magic, sometimes with; like creating new spells - though this is really dangerous and she knows it, she’s sort of an adrenaline junkie in that sense (luna lovegood’s mum was killed by trying to create a spell so yes, this is potentially a fatal feat and not something she tries recklessly or often) she does like learning about lesser known spells though, or using spells for unconventional things like using the reducto spell to blast chocolate bars into small pieces to use for High Quality hot chocolate. 

i’ll leave some short bits of info about sky, and possible plots under the cut! if you’d like to plot please either IM me (though i take a bit longer to reply in ims) or twitter (@tenticing) or discord (tenticing#4750) - discord is probably best tbh. sky really needs lots of friends so PLEASE LOVE HER!

[ tw // death (drowning) ]

GENERAL INFO !!

sky was actually born a twin, but when she was five her twin drowned and she blamed herself for a really long time (still sort of does but she’s healed a lot with time)

she has a little brother who she absolutely adores who was born when he was nine and sort of helped to mend her after losing her twin

she loves to ocean - she learnt to sail quite young and is a strong swimmer (she learnt to swim and how to save people from drowning so she was ever in the position she was in when she was five again)

she has a massive sweet tooth - she loves baking cookies and cupcakes and stuff and is always having her friends be taste-testers for new recipes. she chews a lot of bubblegum too and almost always has some form of candy on her (especially lollipops)

she’s worried that all these people ‘messin’ around’ *eyes emojis* will get magical std’s or something so usually is a bit like ‘omg stop sleeping around it’s DANGEROUS i read about the rashes and stuff!!!’ 

however she’s really a hopeless romantic - says she has no idea how these people keep up their odd non-relationships and still get good grades because once she had a crush and her grades totally took a hit because her head was all love hearts and goop

she’s scared of heights so is Really Bad at flying - please don’t (do) put her on a broom because she’ll be petrified

dreaming of her happy ending (excuse her she just wants to fall in love and have a good job and nice family she’s a simple girl)

PLOT IDEAS !!

best friends - of course she’ll need some of these. people she totally trusts with everything and anything and would protect to her last breath. these people are her family. maybe about 3-4 of them?

people who love her baked goods - her regular taste-testers who want her to become some magical baker or something so they can die from eating too many of her super chocolatey fizzing cupcakes

people who don’t like her - she’s very head strong and liked by a lot of people, so these people maybe don’t like that she gets along with people so easily. maybe they’re jealous, or think she doesn’t deserve to be liked so much, so they try and pick out her weak points and upset her, or start arguments with her

someone she has a crush on - her age or the year above; someone who either is completely the opposite of her/infuriates her for some reason, but still makes her tummy flip OR someone she’s really close to and gets along well with and just slowly falls for (can be reciprocated or not)

someone who has an unrequited crush on her - maybe someone younger (not fussed tbh) just someone who thinks she’s as sweet as the candy she loves and the cakes she bakes and has formed a totally butterfly-y crush on her. typically, though, she’s oblivious af

someone she really doesn’t like - someone who’s just plain mean or disrespectful. she has a big heart and hates to see people being hurt by anyone or anything, so probably someone she witnessed being mean to someone and immediately stepped in and formed some enemy-ship with them

first kiss? first date? - this doesn’t even have to go anywhere and can just be a cute short thing, or even an accidental/tipsy kiss if in the right situation. 

THAT ship - yes. i mean like endgame ship. i’m a sucker for love stuff, and tbh so is sky. she really is hoping to fall in love one day. this could be anyone really, though would have to be her age or older i think (though i’m not MEGA firm on this it really depends), and can really be anyone like maybe she hates them to begin with and its a hate-to-love thing or friends-to-lovers srsly just anything i love ship stuff 

Imf ucking. Laughing shshfkvkks

Of course nate is the healthy one who’s into fruit smoothies and shit and annie is the trash bag who eats chocolate chip cookies strawberry ice cream and mozzarella sticks for breakfast lunch and dinner im yELLING

she tHREW IT OUT FUCKGLNSJCMSNFN SHE THRE WOUT THE SMOOTHIE

“You hit on her, and I’ll cut off your balls” YES FUCK YES MURDERMOM!ANNALISE

fucjingkjg michaela hshfjgjejf shes mE

I CANT HELP BLURTING OUT THE ANSWER IF I KNOW IT

AND BONNIES ALL “???? SHUT UP DUMBASS” (ok but consider this, autistic michaela pratt)

IM FUCKING??!??!?!???? SCREMA IMG

BONNIE GRABBING MICHAELAS ARM AND YANKING HER TO THE BACK OF TH E GROUP

I WANNA KNOW WHAT THEY SAID

"YOULL GET OVER IT" LMAO

hes tapping her phone, what the FUCK!??!?!

ever heard of BOUNDARIES you creepo?!?!

Nate threw out all annies junk food im screaming

WAIT NO BONNIE JUST HID IT FOR HER I LOVE HER

SHE SAID “I LOVE YOU, YOU KNOW THAT.”

NOT EVEN A QUESTION. A STATEMENT.

AND THEN BONNIES MOU TH DOES THAT LITTLE SAD QUIRK TO THE SIDE LIKE WHAT??? THE??? FUCK????

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK WAS THAT HOLY SHIT IM??????

AND THEN ANNIE MAKES THE SAME FACE BACK AT HER LIKE SHES JOSHING HER LIKE SHE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT THOSE WORDS MEAN TO HER (CUZ MAYBE SHE DOESNT??? AND HONESTLY I DONT KNOW WHICH PROSPECT IS WORSE)

THE BITTY IS JEALOUS OF NATE AND ANNIE NOTICES

AND THEN ANNIE ACTUALLY LI ST ENS TO HER???? TAKES HER ADVICE????? LIKE IS THIS A THING NOW???? IS THIS A NEW TREND WHERE NOW THAT THERES NO MEN AROUND THE HOUSE ANNIE IS BEING KIND AND RESPECTFUL TO BONNIE AND TREATING HER LIKE A REAL COMPETENT LAWYER AND HUMAN BEING AND MAYBE EVEN A FRIEND???? BC IF SO I LIKE IT A LOT AND I WANT IT TO CONTINUE FOREVER PLEASE AND THANKS

“Ill have sex with you–pENETRATION–” IM FUCJIG SCREAMING

aww no, why would he show her that?? :(

ohhhh no no no no no. Bonnie :(

I love laurel coming for her dad like judgement day bitch YES

While also tryna keep ursula out of it lol

she was kidnapped??! Omm baby!!

And then she switches to Spanish bc she's so stressed lol my baby

y i k e s at that scene bt Annie and the ada

aw meggy gives wes privacy to talk to laurel. What a good bean

Ive said it before but man Laurel speaking Spanish is 👌👌👌👌💯💯💯💯

murdermom!annie checking in on laurel

sgdfhDHFJGJJE OLLIE YOU USELESS GAY

annie and bonnie standing there in the darkness like the Furies themselves waiting to render judgement on this assbag

nooooooo……NOOOOOOOOO

MICHAELA NOOOOOOO

I can feel a bonnie breakdown coming I can just FEEL IT COMING AND IM NOT READY IM NOT READY I AM VIBRATING WI TH ANXIETY

oh no. here it comes. im ready to die yall, here we go.

So um. Hm. Guess what. Im gonna straight up go kill myself. Be right back.

(dont talk to me about how annie closes her eyes and how her face fills with pain at the thought of bonnie ending up like that runaway

dont talk to me about how annie sighs when bonnie talks about “someone” doing the right thing and saving her

dont talk to me about bonnie begging annie to let her do the right thing and how she totally crumbles when annie says she cant

dont talk to me about how annies go-to method of comforting bonnie is to pour her more vodka, and when that doesnt work, offering to kick nate out and let bonnie sleep with her in her own bed

dont talk to me about bonnie being so lonely that she thinks its just a ploy to keep her from informing the police

dont talk to me about annie putting her hand on bonnies knee and telling her she shouldn’t be alone, in the softest voice we have EVER heard her use with bonnie

and certainly dont FUCKING talk to me about bonnie putting her hand on annies shoulder as she leaves, annie holding it there, and the way they stand connected for the longest moment, facing away from each other but unable to part, like some fucking tragic romantic epic of doomed love like?????? Im dying forever and always like hands down this is the worst fucking thing iv ever experienced in my life)

YEAH MY BOI CONNOR STANDING UP FOR HIS BOO AND CALLING GAY BIGOTS OUT SUCK ON THAT HIMBO

bitty sitting all curled up in bed watching the missing girls moms video I swear to god if they show a bonnie flashback I wil KILL MY SELF.

Ok a) even if annie did send a hitman after u it doesnt mean ur even for causing THE DEATH OF HER CHILD YOU TRASHBAG and b) oh it was the dad who sent him, huh?

Michaela the slytherin. Amazing. And she left that poor dude her bonus too! Nice.

Miss Atwood implied, not inferred. It always annoys me when ppl mix those up

fucking…..fucking. Holy Fuck. Jesus holy fuck. My heart is pounding so hard. I mean he absolutely totally 1000% deserved that slap, but bonnie flinching so hard and covering her face when it happens is fucking….traumatizing as fuck. Annie pls don’t ever be or let anyone else be violent so close to my bitty again.

laurel is…..so fucking hot in a pantsuit its like…….Not Fair

Ugh she really is so strong and shes fought so hard to be different from her dad and to not need him but she can't help melting just a little bit when she finally hears him admit that he's proud of who she's become

also this color looks so good on my bitty baby. Yikes that is such an awkward scene bt bitty and Michaela

fuck. FUUUCCCKKKKKKK. Shes gonna go looking for frank by herself isnt she. Laurel havent you learned anything about lying to Annalise

fucjkvjdjckgk the way bonnie just whacks her arm down on ollies shoulder lmfao

ALL!!!! (also the gemini sqUAD LOL)

im gonna enjoy a nice cup of water while doing this bc idk a tea (update i didnt drink water at all and now im dying of thirst,, also undercut bc many)

1: Golden mornings or peachy sunsets?

i dont wake up early enough to see the sunrise and when i do i never manage to take pics bc of school so peachy sunsets

2: Sugar cones or waffle cones?

idk what a sugar cone is but i like waffle cones!!! havent eaten ice cream with a cone in forever though,, i rarely eat ice cream now

3: Do you wear scarves often? do you have a favorite?

listen…. its about 33 degrees everyday but even if im in a colder country i dont wear scarves

4: How long do you lay in bed before you finally get up?

this depends?? on how motivated im feeling lmao never more than 10 minutes though because if i lay awake for that long ill just fall back asleep

5: Is there a food you’ve never had but always wanted to try?

i dont think so?? im bad at trying new things especially food

6: What does your umbrella look like?

i dont.. go outside often and whenever i do i take public transport so basically everythings sheltered so i never had a need for umbrellas

7: Do you listen to ASMR?

ive only listened to one everybody please listen to this gift

8: Rain storms or a light drizzle?

both, preferably when im indoors

9: What’s a little thing in life that you love?

hm??????????? my tags lmao 

UPDATE: i also really like reading other people’s tags and their rambles that is all

10: Favorite color aesthetic?

does the word aesthetic make this question any different from a normal favourite colour question???? if it doesnt then sky blue 

11: Wobbly lines or using a ruler?

in this house we draw lines with no ruler like men (but also because even if i did use a ruler it wouldnt be like… straight idk i cant use rulers

12:  Bright colorful living room or neutral cozy living room?

neutral cozy living room but i also love basking in sunlight 

13: Do you have any candles? what scents are they?

im not a big fan of heavy smelling products so i dont own any candles

14: Have you ever rode a horse?

i dont think so??????? ive seen horses before though

15: Do you have glasses?

without my glasses i wouldnt be able to read these questions lmao and . .. theyre also a result of watching pokemon too closely to the tv at a young age… its been like 10 years since i got glasses

16: What’s a language you’d like to speak?

japanese i tried speaking it but i got 2 embarrassed to say anything properly while i was in japan (i cant even speak english properly to a friend whyd i think i could speak another language to a stranger beats me) 

17: What’s your favorite season and favorite month in that season?

my singaporean no season ass: ? but autumn and november (is this cutting it too close to winter? idk my seasons)

18: Do you have a favorite pair of socks?

hm not really i just wear blue ankle socks a lot but my friend did give me a pair of pokemon and gudetama socks before and i adore those although i lost the gudetama ones in the uk last year she got me another pair whatd i do to deserve her?

19: Favorite Ghibli and/or disney movie

m .. um? big. hero 6?????? 

20: Disney, Dreamworks, or Pixar?

my dumb ass didnt know they were different

21: What snacks do you usually get at the theater?

i rarely go and watch movies anymore but when i did watch a lot of movies with my friend at the theater we’d get afternoon shows and sneak mcdonalds in lmao

22: What’s an underrated video game/ movie/ show you love and think it needs more recognition?

how about band? day6 i only ever play pokemon + sif + bandori so i cant say much and i rarely watch movies and a show? if its an anime id say the one i mentioned before in my one text post 

23: Would you fill your house with plants if you had a green thumb?

not really rip 

24; All plants are great but do you have a favorite?

HM mmmmmm there was this one but i forgot the name lmao pass

25: Do you have a favorite type of art style? (eg: soft looking, no to little color, sketches, crisp and clean, minimalist, pixel art etc.)

when im the … audience? what do u call it???? i like seeing all kinda of art styles!!! everyone has their own unique art style and i love it all :o

for ME,, , ive been doing art for 6 years maybe and i still cant do shit

26: What would you do if someone gave you flowers?

i would die straight up die thats such a soft concept i cant imagine myself receiving flowers thats 2 sweet oh my god wtf id combust??? i prefer leaves though is that weird i picked some nice leaves recently and im gonna give those to my friends

27: Do you like nicknames?

giving and having nicknames is my favorite past time

28: Do you still watch shows you watched when you were a kid? even from time to time?

pokemon lmao thank u 4 not ending it…. the animation has only improved and im so proud to have been watching it since the start pokemon is my special thing i love it so much!! an interest that never died down, with an anime that stays super like idk to my preference? i tried watching the new digimon stuff but i just couldnt :^( im glad they made ash stay the main character 

29: Do you still like old memes? (tell the truth)

never forget dat boi

30: Favorite Halloween costume you dressed up as? (if you don’t celebrate halloween have you ever cosplayed or would you like to? who did you cosplay as?)

we dont celebrate halloween and i would never cosplay, big shoutout to cosplayers though!!! they put in so much effort and just, respect!!!!! 

i dont know if this is an actual memory because i dont remember well but when i was younger i thiNK? i had to dress up as a swan thing i have no clue i dont even remember the performance but i might have had to ?? and dance??? or act i dont remember everythings fuzzy but i dressed up a swan once? in kindergarten ????? 

31:  Are you a fashionable person?

i have the worst fashion sense and even though jeans are nice once again the weather here doesnt allow me to be as fashionable as i can be

32: Do you like watching holiday movies?

not realyyy??? the jack frost (rip) movie was ncie????

33:  Cookies or brownies?

i live 4 chocolate chip cookies but too much is . . not preferable

34: Do you blow in the cold air just to see your breath?

no i hate breathing in & out from my mouth

35: Do you find the crickets chirping outside your window relaxing?

WELL from the great cockroach ordeal last night id probably die bc we live in an apartment building so the only way id be hearing crickets would be if they were in the ROOM 

36: Do you like cobblestone streets?

my only knowledge of cobblestone is from minecraft so idk

37:  How often do you doodle?

when school was still relevant i would doodle as soon as i picked up a pencil lmao i try not to anymore bc i doodled on my math assignment and forgot to fucking erase it and my math teacher called me out

38: When was the last time you blew bubbles?

a year ago?? i dont remember but i do remember when i was younger id try and blow bubbles at the void deck do yall kno what that is its just a space near the lift lobby anyway i swallowed the soap thing idk u know how ur supposed to blow? well i sucked the soap in yum

39: What’s your favorite random piece of decor in your house and room?

in my room its the bed and in the house its the water bottle that contains water

40: Do you bite your fingernails off or clip them more often?

i………………………… i dont actualy kno how to clip my nails and my mum would kill me if i tried but i dont bite my nails either

41: Any birthmarks?

not that i know of

42: Thoughts on freckles?

ive never actually seen someone with freckles in public before but theyre good stuff i gueess?? i dont actually have an opinion on them? everyone says theyre cute and all but im just ??? not that i hate freckles tho if u have freckles? thats cool! 

43: First video game you ever played?

pokemon pearl?? either that or megaman on my ps3 OR the bomb square guy????? idk the game name but.. ya

44: what type of bird do you hear most often outside your door?

i dont know what the bird species are but theyre small black birds not crows idk

45: Do you use gifs/ memes a lot when replying to people?

memes yes gifs no bc im not lame like jen

46: Thoughts on spring?

no comment?? i mean? its nice??????? i guess ??? if we had a spring

47: Ideal temperature outside?

oh boy 20 degrees would be enough for me but its never gotten that low before sunny island’s life

48: Cloudy, partly cloudy, or clear skies?

i like clear skies when its bright! but not too sunny and not too warm!!!!! clouds are nice to look at too though

49: How often do you hear airplanes outside?

yeah we live near an airport i dont think anybody uses????

50: Do you enjoy windy days?

windy days are my SHIT back in school our basketball court was open spaced and whenevr wind blew we could feel it man thats the life right there but i hate windy days when im sitting at home bc it flows the curtains rigth into my face i like the feel of the wind and the smell of fresh air but… curtains in my face? not 2 great so rip i close all the windows lmao

okay thank u so much 4 asking falen i love you and wow this was a lot

It's your turn to do all bb

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? I dont remember

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Im mostly shy but I can be outgoing

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My friends

4. Are you easy to get along with? Yeah, Im a pretty chill person

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? @childliketemper

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? People who are kind… and other things im too lazy to type it all it would be a page long ha…

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? Probably not

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? I dont talk to many guys

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not really, I think we are all adults here.

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? @childliketemper

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? Choked on my water ( I said before that is I almost fucking died because of you)

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?Seperate from pvris (all songs from pvris), jiffy jane from New Hollow,Bad bad bad by LANY, Strangers by Halsey, Circles by EDEN.

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Dude depends who it is

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? To an extent

15. What good thing happened this summer? I got to hang out with @childliketemper

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? NOPE gross

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Yes dude, for sure

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? not really

19. Do you like bubble baths? to an extent Im more of a shower person

20. Do you like your neighbors? They are pretty chill

21. What are you bad habits? I got alot… kinda…. not going to list them

22. Where would you like to travel? THE WHOLE WORLD MY DUDE

23. Do you have trust issues? YESSS OMFG I have them so bad

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? My outfits HAHAH

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? how skinny I am (most people say im weird for saying it but its true) OR my jaw

26. What do you do when you wake up? I text @childliketemper good morning everyday

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Neither

28. Who are you most comfortable around? @childliketemper and my sister

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? yep

30. Do you ever want to get married? HECK YA DUDE YOU KNOW IT

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Im pretty sure 

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? LYNN GUNN FOR SURE, Brendon urie and ummmmmmm Alex Babinski

33. Spell your name with your chin. Probably not, not even going to try

34. Do you play sports? What sports? NOPE

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Im a chicken alright I wont tell anyone if i liked them

37. What do you say during awkward silences? I crack a cold one with the boys JOKES I crack a joke

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? My dream person…..mmmm TO LAZY TO TYPE IT ALL SORRY

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? old navy for sure and H&M

40. What do you want to do after high school? I dont know….

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? Depends

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? depends for certain people.

43. Do you smile at strangers? Sometimes… idk

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? OUTER SPACE MY DOOOOD

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? my alarm clock or Im hungry

46. What are you paranoid about? alot of things

47. Have you ever been high? nope

48. Have you ever been drunk? Nope

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? nope just breathing

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? tie die my dude

51. Ever wished you were someone else? yes

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? How sensitive and anxious I get

53. Favourite makeup brand? I dont wear makeup

54. Favourite store? Old navy or H&M

55. Favourite blog? @childliketemper

56. Favourite colour? ORANGE

57. Favourite food? Tacos

58. Last thing you ate? chicken alfredo 

59. First thing you ate this morning? FRENCH TOAST

60. Ever won a competition? For what? Im a loser so no

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? NOPE

62. Been arrested? For what?NOPE

63. Ever been in love? nope

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? it was awkward I dont think yall need to go through that experience

65. Are you hungry right now? ALWAYS

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? My tumblr friends are my real friends

67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook

68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? nope

70. Names of your bestfriends? Kelly, Brynne, Cali, Tristin, Brooke

71. Craving something? What? DEATH

72. What colour are your towels? Blue, I have alot of colors though so

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 4

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? nope

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? I got alot my dude

75. Favourite animal? I love all animals but dogs for sure ( my cat is right by me so if I die RIP)

76. What colour is your underwear? gray

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? BOTH

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Cookie dough

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? gray

80. What colour pants? um Im wearing PJS so blue

81. Favourite tv show? I got so many

82. Favourite movie? I got so many

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean girls

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Mean girls

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? Honestly Idk I love all of them

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? DORY I RELATE TO HER SO MUCH

87. First person you talked to today? @childliketemper

88. Last person you talked to today? @childliketemper

89. Name a person you hate? I dont hate anyone sorry dude

90. Name a person you love? what kind of love cause i love all my friends and family

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? MYSELF

92. In a fight with someone? just myself HAHA nah dude im not all about that life I hate drama… love watching drama shows and stuff

93. How many sweatpants do you have? alot

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? SO MANY DONT GET ME STARTED

95. Last movie you watched? Wonder Woman

96. Favourite actress? I have so many ;-;

97. Favourite actor? I have so many as well

98. Do you tan a lot? Nope

99. Have any pets? 1

100. How are you feeling? Im feeling alright

101. Do you type fast? Kinda I think I do

102. Do you regret anything from your past? YEP

103. Can you spell well? idk I feel like I suck at it xD KINDA i guess

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? nope not that i can think of

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? nope but I had one with my family

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? I dont think so and if i did Im so sorry my dude

107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes

108. What should you be doing? Idk, living to the fullest

109. Is something irritating you right now? yes

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? YESSSS

111. Do you have trust issues? Yep big time

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? I think @childliketemper

113. What was your childhood nickname? There was alot and they were mean

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yes

115. Do you play the Wii? I use too

116. Are you listening to music right now? YEP

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? yeah dude

118. Do you like Chinese food? EW, no well noodles but Idk what the meat is so i dont eat it

119. Favourite book? anything stephen king

120. Are you afraid of the dark? to an extent

121. Are you mean? to an extent

122. Is cheating ever okay? NO WTF 

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? yep

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? to an extent

125. Do you believe in true love? to an extent

126. Are you currently bored? yes

127. What makes you happy? My friends and what I love to do

128. Would you change your name? nope 

129. What your zodiac sign? GEMINI

130. Do you like subway? YES

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? I would talk to them about it and tell them how I felt even if i didnt feel the same way 

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? @childliketemper

133. Favourite lyrics right now? Theres always been a disconnect Running from my heart to my head and no its never made much sense. Ive been feeling so distant, Can you be the one to connect? Pick up all the pieces again?

134. Can you count to one million? Yes but it would take me awhile.. I get out of breath

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? That my sister hit me first even though i did

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? both, mostly open though

137. How tall are you? 5′7 I think

138. Curly or Straight hair? straight

139. Brunette or Blonde? Brunette

140. Summer or Winter? I love them both

141. Night or Day? BOTH

142. Favourite month? Idk Any month within spring and fall

143. Are you a vegetarian? NOPE

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? Milk

145. Tea or Coffee? BOTH

146. Was today a good day? I guess

147. Mars or Snickers? BOTH

148. What’s your favourite quote? I dont have one rip

149. Do you believe in ghosts? YES

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? When he did, the door swung shut on his head. ( got to love stephen king my dudes)

I'm trying to silence my mind, so even though yall didn't ask for it, I'm doing all of these any way. 1. Who was the last person you held hands with? Uhhhh, romantically it's been so long. But maybe Teague or Cody as we all drunkenly stumbled around Nashville? 2. Are you outgoing or shy? I can be both, but more outgoing. 3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My babygirl (38 days😭) 4. Are you easy to get along with? I like to think so 5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? God, I hope so 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? More feminine 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? That's the plan, and I sure as fuck hope so 8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Only someone of the same gender 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Not really 10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Jennifer 11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? "I love you" 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Anything from Twenty One Pilots self titled album, except Pantaloon 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Yes 14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes 15. What good thing happened this summer? A lot, actually. I traveled with my best friends, saw my favorite band from the front row, went to Carowinds, and got a job offer. 16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Fuck no. 17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Ehhhh 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? LMAO, that's a huge fucking NO, even though they still try to contact me to this day 19. Do you like bubble baths? Don't really take them 20. Do you like your neighbors? There's currently no one in the apartment next to me, so yes, I fucking love them 21. What are you bad habits? There's so many. 22. Where would you like to travel? Honestly, my only requirements are any where I've never been. But at the moment, Ohio 23. Do you have trust issues? Yep 24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Going the fuck to bed 25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? The entire thing 26. What do you do when you wake up? Bitch that I woke up 27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Darker 28. Who are you most comfortable around? My Knoxville Crew 29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes 30. Do you ever want to get married? Absolutely 31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? I only wear it in a pony tail, so yes 32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Laura Prepon and Kristen Stewart 33. Spell your name with your chin. Qnuot - Close 34. Do you play sports? What sports? Yes, hockey. Softball, lacrosse, and basketball when I get the chance 35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV 36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes 37. What do you say during awkward silences? Nothing 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Someone who can love me despite how broken I am, doesn't mind watching sports with me, wants to go on adventures, and someone who I can joke around with 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? TJ Maxx 40. What do you want to do after high school? Well that ended 5 years ago, so 41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? Absolutely not 42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I'm either thinking, depressed, or sick 43. Do you smile at strangers? All the time 44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Space for sure 45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? My job and getting to talk to my girl 46. What are you paranoid about? No one loving me 47. Have you ever been high? Yes 48. Have you ever been drunk? Lmao, yes 49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Nah 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Navy 51. Ever wished you were someone else? All the time 52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? I wouldn't be so broken and complicated 53. Favourite makeup brand? I despise wearing makeup 54. Favourite store? Didn't I just answer this? Lol 55. Favourite blog? All of them 56. Favourite colour? Purple, orange, or blue depending on the day 57. Favourite food? Chicken 58. Last thing you ate? Cheese pizza 59. First thing you ate this morning? Pop tart at like, 2pm 60. Ever won a competition? For what? A few 61. Been suspended/expelled? No For what? 62. Been arrested? For what? No, but close 63. Ever been in love? Yes 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? We were watching tv with their family, everyone went to bed, they turned the lights off, grabbed my face, and we missed each others lips 65. Are you hungry right now? Kinda but I don't feel like eating anything 66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? Nah, sorry 67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook 68. Twitter or Tumblr? Tumblr 69. Are you watching tv right now? No 70. Names of your bestfriends? Kim, Teague, Bentley, Cody, Kelsey, Hannah, MacKenzey 71. Craving something? What? 72. What colour are your towels? Yellow or blue 73. How many pillows do you sleep with? 2 73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? No 74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? I haven't counted in a while 75. Favourite animal? Moose 76. What colour is your underwear? Black 77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla 78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Moose tracks or cookie dough 79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Black 80. What colour pants? Purple 81. Favourite tv show? Sportscenter 82. Favourite movie? Don't really have one 83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Original 84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Haven't seen 21 Jump Street, so 85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? Fuck if I know 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? Dory 87. First person you talked to today? Jennifer 88. Last person you talked to today? Jennifer 89. Name a person you hate? Does myself count? 90. Name a person you love? Also Jennifer 91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Myself? 92. In a fight with someone? Eh 93. How many sweatpants do you have? 10 or 11 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? At least 20, maybe 30? 95. Last movie you watched? Don't know - I don't really watch TV or movies 96. Favourite actress? Laura Prepon 97. Favourite actor? Robert Downey Jr 98. Do you tan a lot? Only when I'm outside - Don't do tanning beds or spray tans 99. Have any pets? Yes, my cat 100. How are you feeling? Fucking awful in so many ways 101. Do you type fast? Yes 102. Do you regret anything from your past? Yes 103. Can you spell well? Yes 104. Do you miss anyone from your past? Yes 105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yes 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? Maybe? 107. Have you ever been on a horse? Yes. There used to be a guy who would walk one around the neighborhood and he'd let me ride it 108. What should you be doing? Sleeping 109. Is something irritating you right now? All this fucking aching 110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Lmao. Literally cried about it tonight 111. Do you have trust issues? Yep 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? My cat 113. What was your childhood nickname? Didn't have one 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? Yes, actually just got back 115. Do you play the Wii? I have one, but also no 116. Are you listening to music right now? No 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? It's okay 118. Do you like Chinese food? Fuck yeah 119. Favourite book? Concussion 120. Are you afraid of the dark? Sometimes 121. Are you mean? I can be 122. Is cheating ever okay? Absolutely fucking not 123. Can you keep white shoes clean? Until drunk assholes spill something on them or step on them 124. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yes 125. Do you believe in true love? Yes 126. Are you currently bored? Yes 127. What makes you happy? 128. Would you change your name? Nah 129. What your zodiac sign? Sagittarius 130. Do you like subway? Yes 131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Oh god. Been through this before. Just said "My dude, I'm gay" 132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? Jennifer 133. Favourite lyrics right now? "I don't mind at all, I lean on my pride, lean on my pride, I'm a lion" 134. Can you count to one million? I mean, I could, but I'm not going to 135. Dumbest lie you ever told? "I'm fine" 136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Open for my cat 137. How tall are you? 5' 7" 138. Curly or Straight hair? Curly 139. Brunette or Blonde? Brown? 140. Summer or Winter? Summer 141. Night or Day? Night 142. Favourite month? December 143. Are you a vegetarian? No, I don't like veggies 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? Milk 145. Tea or Coffee? Iced coffee 146. Was today a good day? I guess 147. Mars or Snickers? Snickers 148. What’s your favourite quote? Don't thinkI have one 149. Do you believe in ghosts? Eh 150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page. I'm not getting out of bed