Cuteee - Blog Posts
some more erasermic family drawings bc eri's birthday was yesterday <3 <3
day M - music (pop'n music, music playlist!!)
ft my nerdy ass music taste. fml
he waited for this moment his whole fucking life. nobody get itโฆ Heโs literally on cloud nine, he is SO geeked he is SO in heaven right now that heโs malfunctioning.
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๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐
เฟ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ : ๐๐ข๐ฆ ๐๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ฑ ๐๐๐ฆ!๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ
เฟ ๐ ๐๐ง๐ซ๐: ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ!๐๐ (๐ก๐'๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ), ๐ง๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ/๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฌ!๐๐, ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐!๐๐; ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐, (๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐) ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ
เฟ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: ๐๐ค
เฟ ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ง๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ: ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ, ๐๐๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ง๐๐ฑ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ...
โ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ โ ๐ฆ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ โ ๐ง๐๐ฑ๐ญ โ
You politely thank the airport employee next to you before you finally reach for the handle of your suitcase and make your way to the gate, knowing two very special boys are waiting for you on the other side.
After a whole week away from the brothers, you can't help but get emotional at the thought of finally seeing them again. You definitely enjoyed your time back home a lot more than you expected, mostly thanks to your sibling who always made sure to save you from the potential escalation of situations, yet you've started looking forward to finally be back in your own four walks rather early into the trip.
With quick steps you rush through the crowd of travelers, your eyes busy roaming your surroundings to see if you can spot the cute duo and before you can even look in their direction, you hear your name being called.
"Noona, over here!" Yunie chuckles, holding a cute little sign in his hands which welcomes you back home, as he sits on his older brother's shoulders who's trying his best to keep the little one steady.
You instantly break into the biggest smile, tears of excitement block your sight and you simply can't get yourself to care about all the stares from the people around you.
"Yunie!" You yell and stop midway, get on your knees to catch the young boy with widened arms and a loud chuckle. He's quick to jump right into your hug, soft giggles falling past his lips as he wraps his tiny arms around your neck and buries his face in your hair.
"I missed you so much, big boy", you mumble and give him a soft kiss on his temple before he pulls away and takes your face into his small hands, a huge smile plastered on his own as he pulls down your mask and gently pushes his finger against the tip of your nose.
"Did you like my sign, Noona? Hyung helped me make it", the younger one chuckles and starts playing with your hair, suddenly a lot shier than just a few moments ago.
"I love it, handsome. You did such a great job, and your Hyung too."
And as those words leave your lips, you look up to meet the gaze of said older brother, plump bottom lip firmly pulled between his teeth as he holds back his bright smile and runs a hand through his thick hair. You don't dare taking your eyes off of him; hungrily taking in just how good he looks and letting your body enjoy the feelings you've missed oh so much.
"Hey, pretty girl", Jaeyun says calmly and waits for you to stand up, yet not hesitating to reach for your hand and pull you into a tight hug as soon as you do.
You don't reply anything. There's so much you want to say, but for now you decide to just enjoy the feeling of finally being in the safest embrace you've ever had the pleasure to be surrounded by.
Jake tries to press you even closer against his body, one of his hands resting on the back of your head while his other arm finds home around your waist. He hasn't missed anyone this much in quite some time, so the urge to hold you in his arms has been absolutely unbearable for the past few days and he's determined to make the best of it.
"How was-", but Jaeyun doesn't get to finish his question about your flight as you press your lips against his and silence him in a way he's come to love ever since the two of you first kissed. Despite his love for PDA, Jake is a little hesitant because he knows his body might betray him if he pushes his luck and gets a proper taste, which he simply can't risk in this particular situation.
He's going to have you all to himself in a few hours and until then, the young parent tries to keep his kisses soft and gentle, not realising you're the one to lead in this one as you push your hands into his hair and dig your teeth into his plump bottom lip, something you've actually been dreaming about for the past few days and as soon as he grunts into your mouth, you feel your head getting lighter.
Considering your eagerness, Jake isn't surprised to see the little pout on your lips when he manages to pull away and places a soft kiss on your forehead, but he knows you probably got too excited and he wouldn't want you to feel embarrassed once you realise.
"Let's save this for later, hm?"
You nod wordlessly and quickly shift your attention back to the little guy next to you, offering him your hand and chuckling when he takes it. Neither you nor Jake make a big fuss about the way you intertwine your fingers with the young parent's before the three of you slowly leave the airport and make your way to his car.
For the first ten minutes of your drive all you do is listen to the two brothers telling you some of their exciting stories from the few daytrips they'd been on during your absence, the smile on your lips never once falling as you join in on their laughter and excitement. You've missed hearing their voices and cute laughs, their big, absolutely identical smiles and the sight of their puppy eyes widening every time one of them is building up to a certain point in their story. Jaeyun never once interrupts his little brother, just reminds him to keep it to one language to make things easier for the little guy and seems to enjoy listening to the four year old just as much as you do.
You can feel Jake's urge to look at you and the way he barely manages to keep his eyes off of you whenever you stop at a red light gives away just how much he's missed you, but for some reason you're too shy to look at him longer than a few seconds; your mind quickly wandering to all those thoughts you've been having, especially the ones which kept you up at night and ended up being the reason for a very special phone call between the two of you.
"I actually wanted to call the girls over after our little dinner since it's a school night and you're working tomorrow, but they said they're busy and I hate how upset I got", you explain to Jake once Yunie's attention has shifted back to the little car in his hands.
The young parent can barely contain his cheeky smile once your words reach him and he's more than just grateful that you're only a few minutes away from the restaurant since keeping this secret from you any longer is actually going to make his hair fall out.
"I understand, Baby", he says and finally reaches the street the restaurant is located at, his heart basically hammering against his rib cage and for a short moment Jake feels like passing out from how nervous he's been. Everything went according to plan and nothing had to be improvised, so he's actually a little confused about his body's current state, but as he thinks about it, he realises it's probably because of what's yet to come.
"But I'm pretty sure the girls are going to make up for it and for tonight you can stay over at our place, yeah?" He quickly says to distract himself from his anxiety trying to take away the excitement as itkeeos replaying all the worst case scenario in his head.
All you can do is meet his gaze and sigh softly, nodding in response to his words. He's right and you know it. The girls knew you'd be home tonight, and knowing them they would have never declined your offer if it wasn't for anything important, which is why you try your best to shrug it off and enjoy the evening. If it really bothers you too much, you'll make sure to let them know about it in the groupchat, but until then you're not going to let your anxiety get the best of you. Not when you're about to finally spend some quality time with two of your favorite people.
You wait for Jake to reach the entrance of the restaurant before you reach for his hand and then head inside with Seyun on your other side, quickly welcomed by the delicious smell of all the homemade food you've been craving ever since you had left. Of course your hometown had similar places, yet none of them taste as good as this one and you definitely fell a little harder for Jaeyun when he suggested to have dinner here on the day of your return.
You don't realise how much you've been rambling to Jaeyun about what you're going to eat, the young parent just listening and nodding with a soft smile before he gives the waitresses a quick nod of appreciation and then guides you through the whole restaurant to the very back where all your friends have been waiting for you.
"I'm definitely going to have dessert, too, their chocolate canes are justโ", Jake doesn't get the chance to prepare you for the loud cheers as soon as you wakk through the door, the suddenness of it all startling you just a little, whereas both Sim brothers seem absolutely overwhelmed.
"Welcome back!"
You can't help but stop right in front of everyone, hiding your face as you try to hold back the tears but simply can't because these people are your family and every time yoj come together like this, you feel your heart growing with gratitude and appreciation to have people as good as them in your life.
The girls are the first one to throw their arms around your body, embracing you in a tight hug, during which Chaewon has quickly joined in on your cries and Jennifer is chuckling and giggling like a middle schooler.
They both litter your face in kisses, bright smiles plastering your faces and never once letting go of each other's hand as you promise to catch up as soon as possible, planning a girl's night right then and there with all the other boys watching.
Jake can't seem to stop himself from looking at you. Probably because he's missed you so much but also because the last time you talked on the phone you sounded exhausted and tired, so seeing you this happy has him absolutely lightheaded.
He calmly watches the way you hug the boys one by one, spending a good minute with Sunoo who keeps whispering something in your ears and knowing the younger one Jake's sure it's something regarding his plans for later but you just shake your head and greet the others yourself.
And once you and Jake sit down next to each other, the dinner finally begins; the room being filled with loud laughter and yelling, new insiders being made, actual bickering and way too many accidental profanities considering Seyun is firmly seated in between Jay and Heeseung.
Throughout the whole dinner, never once is Jake not touching you; it's either his hand on your thigh, an arm around your waist or over your shoulders and just as usual you definitely don't mind. Your body feels at ease with his touch lingeeinc on your skin, yet also manages to drive you absolutely crazy the more time passes.
You actually have no idea how much time passes. If it wasn't for Sunghoon poiting at a sleepy little Seyun, you would have never realised how late it's gotten already and after taking a few more pictures with everyone, Heeseung takes little guy into his arms and says his goodbyes to everyone.
For a moment you don't even understand why he's leaving, yet Jake remains next to you and once your brain has managed to process it, your hesd ahoots back to look ag the young parent with confused eyes. Jaeyun just smiles at your reaction and takes advantage of the others discussing something energetically, to push your hair back and place a soft kiss on your neck, knowing you're going to melt underneath his touch from just that.
"Hyung's going to take care of Yunie for the night and the others promised to do the clean up so we can have some time to ourselves, how does that sound?"
Jake's voice is a deep whisper, raspy and hoarse to the point where every word sends another row of chills down your body and if it wasn't for everyone still being around, you would have definitely whimpered.
"Great", you whisper and nudge his nose with your own, quickly kissing him on the lips and sighing softly when he refuses to pull away.
"No, please don't", Sunghoon suddenly whines and throws a scrunched up tissue your way, hitting you right in the face and basically having the whole tanle erupt in absolute chaos.
Once you manage to calm down Jennifer and stop Chaewon from actually punching Hoon right in the face, Jake shoots Jay a quick look and nods before he gently tells you to say your goodbyes as well because despite having the best time, the young parent has still been on edge because the actual reason behind this whole plan hasn't happened yet.
Since Jake couldn't just break into your apartment to get everything ready, him and Sunoo have decided to keep it outside and hesd over to yours to sleep, which is why he's had two of his coworkers who still owed him a favor, set up a cute little picnic up at the park where the two of you had spent your dinner date together. Jay had told his best friend about a spring festival happening close to said park, and as if destiny had decided to be on his side for once, your arrival collided with their yearly firework show.
Everything is going to go well and even if it doesn't go as planned, Jake has promised himself to not be as strict on himself as he tends to be because he knows you'd appreciate the tiniest of gestures.
The drive to the park is rather quiet. Shy glances and sweet giggles filling the space of Jake's car as you hold his hand and try your best to not get too emotional thinking about this being the very first time someone has ever done something like this for you. And as Jaeyun remembers this, he can't help but bite his lip as he imagines the way you'll react once you see the second part of his little surprise.
As you walk to the spot his coworkers had prepared just a few minutes prior, Jaeyun listens attentively to your little rambles and enjoys the sound of your voice. He's glad you're not suspecting anything because the girls definitely let a few hints slip as they said their goodbyes. Fortunately, you were too caught up in the excitement and adrenaline of your surprise dinner to actually realise what they had said.
It doesn't take you a whole five minutes to finally arrive at the spot and as Jake slowly stops walking until he comes to stand right next to the "abandoned" picnic blanket with little cakes and chocolate fruits, candles and a neatly wrapped present the size of a little jewelry box, you just look at him with confised eyes.
"I wanted this date to be a little more special than the others", he says and smiles, patiently waiting for your reaction only for you to burst into laughter.
"No way", you say and accidentally mimick the accent of your romantic interest, making him chuckle and roll his eyes before he just nods and guides you to the blanket.
"No fucking way", you whisper and take your shoes off without missing another second, plopping down on one of the empty spots and look up at him with big, glossy eyes, "you prepared this for me?"
"Yes, Baby", Jake replies and gets rid of his own shoes to get comfortable next to you, his big puppy eyes attentively observing every single one of your reactions.
However, as soon as his gaze falls to your face, his smile drops as panic fills his body from the sight of actual tears streaming down your cheeks.
"Baby, what's-", but you don't let him finish again as you basically jump into his lap and throw yourself into his embrace, burying your face into his neck and chanting words of gratitude which easily turn incoherent from your sobbing.
Jake just chuckles and holds you tight, his hand caressing your back sweetly and waiting for you to calm down again.
You have no idea how long you stay like this but agter your brain has finally managed to process everything, you pull away and quickly hide your messed up face, only for Jake to push your hands away and pulling you into a gentle yet passionate kiss.
"Thank you so much, Jae", you whisper against his lips and sigh softly.
"No need to thank me for this, pretty girl. You deserve this and so much more", he mumbles calmly and feel his arm leaving your body as he reaches for the little gift behind you.
"Here you go, open it", the young parents says with a big smile on his pretty lips and waits for you to take the little box from his ring clad hands.
You physically can't manage to produce any words, your head is completely empty and it's like the whole world has come to a stop ever since you sat down.
But you also can't hide your curiosity and open the little gift with shaky hands, your brows shooting up and eyes widening as you read the expensive jewelry brand on the front over and over again.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to propose", Jake says as soon you open the box and are met with the sight of a cute little ring, his words probably a response to your audible gasp as you take in the fact he got you a ring of all things.
The design isn't anything crazy, something to eear on the daily to the point where taking it off wouldn't be necessary and the longer you look at it, the faster your heart starts hammering against your rib cage.
"Jake, I โ wow", you whisper and look up at him with teary eyes again, gulping harshly when he takes the ring out of the box and gently pushes it down your ring finger.
"I knew I wanted to be with you the day I saw you for the first time and actually tripped over my younger brother because I couldn't believe I was actually looking at you", Jake begins and places the softest kiss on your now ringed finger before he continues.
"Nobody has ever made me feel as safe and comfortable as you, Y/N", the sound of your name falling past his lips has become so unusual, yet you still love it like you did the first time you heard him call for you, "and that's why I wanted to give you this promise ring. A promise to always be there for you, hold and understand you when you need it and trying my best to be everything you deserve. A promise to remind you of your worth and importance every day. A promise to be the boyfriend you've always dreamed of, if you accept to...be my girlfriend."
Jake's words are โ as always โ carefully chosen, thoughtful and deep. Something you thought you had gotten used after several months of knowing him, yet your brain struggles to actively process what he had just said since nobody, not a single soul on this earth has ever gone to these lengths just to be this sweet with you.
You've always daydreamed about a guy as dreamy and romantic as Sim Jaeyun and now this exact guy is actually asking you to be his girlfriend. With a promise ring right from the start.
The gesture, the meaning behind everything he said, his promises and the actual symbol of just how genuine and serious he is about you in your hands definitely don't fail to overwhelm you in the best way possible.
You don't even realise that you started crying again; the gentle burning on your cheeks the only thing to indicate your physical reaction to his words.
"Yes", you whisper and look up at him again, your first instinct being your hands finding home in his hair yet again before you wrap your arms around his neck and keep repeating your single worded answer.
And in exactly that moment the heaviness he's been carrying on his chest for the past few days finally vanishes as he inhales your scent and returns your hug just as tightly.
Yet another round of minutes pass by in which you do nothing but hold each other, tears finding their way down your cheeks even if you try your very best to keep it together.
"Thank you so much", you mumble yet again, placing the softest kiss on his neck and slowly letting of your tight embrace to look at the man who has managed to fulfill almost every single one of your high expectations in ways you only dared to dream of all these years.
"Thank you, pretty girl", Jake replies and gulps harshly, pushing the strands of hair out of your face to kiss your forehead and nudge his nose against yours, "thank you for making me feel like I deserve someone as good as you. Thank you for being everything I prayed for all my life. Thank you for caring so deeply about me and my brother."
You don't really know what to say in response to his words of gratitude, so all you do is smile against his lips before you finally kiss him the way you've been craving it all this time.
And this time Jake doesn't hold back.
His lips eagerly chase yours, yet remain steady and rhythmic with each of his kisses before he slowly pushes his to gue inside of your mouth and grazes your hot muscle with his own, eliciting a row of light moans from the both of you.
You quickly lose yourself in the perfect feeling of his lips on yours, his taste spreading in your mouth just the way you've come to love it and if it wasn't for the part of your brain which reminded you of your surroundings, you definitely would have gotten even further lost in him.
"F-Fuck", Jake suddenly whispers and lets out a chuckle, "we gotta stop this or I'll have to drag you to my car."
"I honestly wouldn't mind", you say quickly and dig your teeth into his bottom lip, his heavy breathing fanning your sensitive kiss and easily making your head spin.
"I know you wouldn't, pretty girl, but you're too special for the backseat of a car. I'll take care of you once we're back at your place, yeah? Can you wait a little longer?"
You nod with a soft pout on your lips, knowing Jake wants to enjoy the date and soend some more time at the place he probably spent hours to prepare, but the light disappointment is basically impossible to hide.
"Now now, angel", Jake chuckles and helps you get off his lap to face the other side of the park, a quick look on his phone letting him know it's just about time for the fireworks, "just a few more minutes, I promise."
You don't get to question his words as the sudden noise of the loud spectacle erupts out of nowhere and you're finally met with the last part of your special surprise.
Neither one of you dares to say anything because no words could do this perfect moment justice as your nee boyfriend wraps his around your body from behind and holds you close to his own, knowing things are bound to finally bound to fall in place because he finally found the calmness to his never ending storm.
(A/N: decided not to add smut bc of the nature of this chap but theyre deffo gonna get to it soon so stay tuned ๐๐ค๐ผ feedback of any kind esp. reblogs and comments are bery appreciated!๐ฅบ๐งธ๐ฉท)
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obsessed with simon and boring!reader as apartment neighbors.
you're sure your little lifestyle, which closely resembles that of an elderly woman, could be of no interest to your hulking, brooding punk of a neighbor. meanwhile, simon's always taking his phone calls from gaz and johnny, uncharacteristically loudly, nearly pressed against the wall that separates you. groaning about how he's tired of them invitin' him out to the club. too old for that shit. just want some damn peace- hoping you'll overhear and invite him in for tea and shows some day.
sharin this doodle,
one of the concepts I never got to talk about with you guys... or im not sure if i did ,
was simon finding PB when she was younger instead of marci,
i love this :3
asriel doodle ๐ผ
Animation sequence i made for school, was very fun to do i love mopsickle
did yall know vampire bats kiss to share blood with each other
i like the faces a lot :3
In Your Defense [PT 1 - Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw]
You decide to work at Sam's for Valentine's Day and your crush just happens to hear a customer hitting on you. If they get arrested, can you be their alibi? AKA: This person has a death wish and you find out your crush might be jealous?
Note: Each one is random and some will be longer than others. If I made everyone the same length this thing would be MASSIVE and I would probably die.
Not proofread because of the length. Trying to get everyone done today. It's my last day off for a few.
Whatever part Ortho is in will be platonic, obvs.
Happy V-day!
Riddle likes to think he's made great strides not being angry but hearing some utterly disgusting joke about 'how much do you cost?' sends him like nothing else ever has. This guy is tall and so unimpressive, so plain, so average that Riddle can't really recall him at all. Maybe that's just the absolute fury blurring his vision. He knows he's not breathing but his chest isn't burning near as much as his face; the heat is spreading quick and he can feel it in his cheeks and neck. Temples pounding, his vaguely aware of the growl bubbling in his chest as it threatens to slip past his clenched teeth.
Ace calls it his teapot snarl.
Before Riddle knows it, he's flown off the handle and he's going off on a rant. The whole shop is quiet, people physically backing away as he just methodically unravels everything about this cretin from outfit, posture, presence, delivery, unoriginality--everything. Honestly, he doesn't even remember everything he said. The redhead doesn't even tune back into the sound of his own voice until he ends the onslaught with, "You've just paid twenty thaumarks to embarrass yourself but that pales in comparison to the fact that you thought you had a chance with them. You should be ashamed!"
The man slinks away, sad little bag dragging off the counter.
Whispers and giggles diffuse throughout the shop. He ignores the looks that come his way, using the time to come back to himself. Riddle fixes his cute casual clothes, content with the fact you picked them out together. He catches sight of the matching rose clips on your outfit and in you hair and smiles softly. "A strawberry cookie and a cake pop, please." he clears his throat, fishing his wallet out of his pocket.
Sam had an assortment of sweets and he was going to capitalize on strawberry's popularity while he could. He saw you root through the display case, carefully considering the designs even though they were all supposed to taste the same (allegedly).
"Sure thing. Your total is 12 thaumarks. Thanks for stopping by Sam's Mystery Shop! Happy Valentine's Day!"
He hands you the thaumarks as you take the time to slide the I LOVE YOU cookie in his bag.
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Deuce is an honors student! He is a good boy that's going to make his mother proud!
HE IS SO GOING TO PUNCH THIS MOTHERFUCKER IN THIS FACE!
His shoulders tense, fist clenching at his side. "Why, you think they're cheap? Something to be bought? What an insult!" his head snaps up as he stares down the slightly taller boy. Deuce's teal eyes turn a dark turquoise; the giddy glint of seeing you and chocolate eggs in one place turns to something sharp and steely. He hands the chocolate eggs to Ace, turning right back around to stare the creep down. Old habits die hard; he's grinding a fist into his hand.
"Aren't you the guy always complaining about limited time sales being unfair? Not my problem you missed the window." the guy scoffs, leaning back against the cashier counter. "Anyways," the guy tilts his head back and starts talking to you.
You look uncomfortable and angry that you can't handle this yourself. Professionalism and all.
"You may have caught the window but I'm about to show you the door." Deuce draws up on him with a quickness people have never seen. Not many people know about all the fights he used to get into. Gripping the guy's hair almost to the point of pulling it out, steering him like a panicked bull, Deuce all but chucks him out the front door of the shop. He turns around to walk back inside and buy his chocolate eggs but that spine-tingling feeling of someone fixing to take a cheap shot makes him pivot and nail the guy with a solid kick to the chest. The guy falls back on his butt, breath hitching.
Deuce scoffs and wipes his shoes on the step before going into the shop. The door is almost closed behind him when he hears a strained grunt. He's been in enough fights to know the guy is off the ground and making one last attempt to catch him from the back. More than done with this and just wanting his damn eggs and to say hi to you in all your festive lace, he shoulder checks the door like he's trying to shove Jack out of the lunch line (which he would NEVER, EVER DO).
The guy falls with a satisfying thud and Deuce tries his best to relax his face as he resumes his place in line. It's red from aggravation and the fact he's fishing for his thaumarks because he's forgotten what pocket he put it in. "Sorry about that," he tries to uncrumple the thaumarks a little before handing them to you. "And the face. My face. Not your face! Your face is fine! Like, you're not ugly! I just, uh--"
"Take the change, Deuce-y!" Ace is standing behind him, guiding his nervous body like a puppet. He makes Deuce grab the change and turns him around, shoving him away from the counter before he can make it any worse. "Now help me move this guy's body! He's out cold!"
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Ace can only laugh when he hears that line. First of all, it's weak. Secondly, the dude must not have any faith in his game if the delivery depends on you being captive behind the counter. During work hours. With an obligation to be forward facing and listening to whatever he says.
"Why? You worried about your budget, buddy?" Ace laughs, hands laced together behind his head.
The guy snaps up, stick-straight. "N-No! I was just--" his face is blooming pink.
"People aren't products, bro. There's no discounts." Ace shakes his head.
"W-What I meant was, I want to take you on a date!" the guy turns back to you and flashes a big smile. All of Ace's pouty mutters fall on deaf ears. Not because he's being quiet, but because the guy is straight up ignoring him. He's not sure where the idea comes from--he'll blame it on an itchy hand--but he sneaks a couple of small candies in the guy's pocket. Sam's familiar top hat bobs into view, snaking around the shelves.
"DON'T FORGET TO PAY FOR THE STUFF IN YOUR POCKETS!" Ace felt confident in his sleight of hand tricks. It wouldn't be the first time he tricked NRC students. It's actually really easy to do. That works in his favor because if everyone can't get their story straight or agree on what they saw, he's a free man.
Sam materializes at the edge of the aisles and seems to stare into the boy's soul. "Young man, please step aside."
Ace looks like the cat that ate the canary as he moseys up to the counter and slaps the box of cherry cordials down. He buys a cherry sucker at the last second, not seeing it at first. "Thanks, Sweets!" Ace winks at you as he strolls out with the bag.
Sam nearly scares him out of his skin, leaning against the wood just outside the door. Ace finally feels the tug of shadows on his feet. "Speaking of sweets," Ace flinches and hides his ear with his blazer, groaning as Sam hooks an arm around his neck and pulls him into his chest sternly. "I understand your frustration, Little Imp. Young love is adorable in all it's wiles! But mark my words, Little Imp: if you lie about wrongdoings in my shop again, you will not come back. Clear?"
"Yes sir." Ace gulps.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Little Imp."
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Trey isn't really surprised to hear what he just did. 'Boys will be boys', as the saying goes. Frankly, he's disappointed. He's heard smarter things come out of his little brother and sister.
He adjusts his glasses, mentally trying to relax the knot between his eyebrows.
Should he say something? Of course he wants to. It's you! He's been on the other side of the counter plenty of times and has had vivid daydreams of sticking a customer in a stand mixer. But, then again, he has a reputation to uphold and anything he does could reflect back on Riddle.
And send Riddle into a fit, giving him something else to handle.
The more he thought about it, the more he realized he'd have the element of surprise. People--especially men--don't cook enough to know how much arm strength it takes to lift twenty pound bags of flour on the regular. Or the stamina it takes to walk said bags from Sam's shop to Heartslabyul. Even the small five-pound bag of sugar in his basket would suffice as a weapon; the sugar was packed enough to hit like a brick if he lobbed it.
Trey's running the options through his head, almost settling on just saying 'how much for you to stop?' when he sees the end of a sucker rolling between the guy's teeth. Too easy, Trey pushes his glasses up on his nose, hand hiding his smile and the quiet incantation for "Paint the Roses".
All of a sudden the guy is gagging and running for the door. You and everyone else are wondering what the hell just happened. He doesn't come back in. One brave soul suggested he had a really bad gag reflex and the sucker did him in. Only Trey knows it was a mix of sour milk and the pungent soy sauce tart nightmare he tricked Riddle into making once.
"Just this, please. Oh! And what Sam had on hold for me." Trey hands you the sugar, relishing in the brush of your hands.
"Candied violets and a bag of sugar. Twenty thaumarks, please."
"Thanks." Trey smiles at you, laying the sugar flat so his delicate, delectable candied violets don't get crushed.
"Thank you." you smile brightly, handing him the change.
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Cater wants to gag. Normally Valentine's confessions are cute and IN THE RIGHT SETTING pickup lines are amazing. This? This is a tragedy. Mostly because there is ZERO chemistry and you look #uncomfortable.
He's big on consent since he's always looking for collabs and people to pose with on Magicam so maybe that's why this scene bothers him. Aside from the fact that you're out of this guy's league, obviously. Like, it's really an insult to your time.
'How much do you cost?' Really? You're #priceless.
His brows furrow, lips thinning as he wonders what to do. He plays with the idea of Split Card and creating a small crowd of copies to boo and jeer the guy but the store would be even more packed than it already is. Cater's green eyes twinkle as it hits him. Turning his phone longways, he zooms in on the guy and tells him to keep going because he's live on Magicam. "Don't worry! I've already got all the V-day tags on there! Everyone will see it!"
He's friends with practically everyone at NRC so this guy will be seen by everyone.
Something sick and unfriendly and satisfied swirls in him as the guy's face pales in real time. If he zooms in a little, he can get the beads of sweat in there. "I'll, uh--another time, okay?" the guy darts off and abandons his handful of candy at the register.
"Haul coming later! 'K, bye!" Cater sends a peace sign to the camera, smiling at his own face. He swipes the little chocolates into his basket nonchalantly. He's not even the biggest sweets person but those are his now!
"Gonna have a spicy Valentine's Day, huh?" you ring up the cups of spicy ramen.
"You know it!" he laughs.
"I get it. You have to balance out how sweet you are." you smirk up at him. "Twenty-four thaumarks, please."
#in love. #kiddingnotkidding. #sendhelp. #downbad.
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Leona doesn't even know why he bothered to show up to Sam's. He could just send Ruggie to get whatever he wanted. The variety of jerky was somewhat tempting but he could just as easily take the bus and get a proper meal off campus. And yet, he stood there with a gloved hand in his pocket, tail swishing back and forth in mild agitation. His green eyes sweep over the winding line until they land on you at the front.
His cheeks warm a little and he scoffs at himself, pretending to pick through the hanging strips of sunflower seeds as the line moves. Every step gets him closer to this soft, powdery scent with just a hint of sweetness. He starts to blame it on all the chocolate and candy and sugary shit exploding out of every possible spot in the store but there's this unmistakable undertone of skin.
Your skin.
He's only caught the scent a million times while hiding from people in the Botanical Gardens. Or when he's forced to attend class, catching a hint of you in the halls.
Leona's not sure why he cares anything about you because you're not magical. You're not interesting.
You shouldn't be, but you are.
You're literally the only person he's ever met from another world. You have no context for the Sunset Savanna or the hierarchy of it. To you, everyone is impressive. He can be something to you.
Why does that matter? He doesn't even know. That's what he tells himself, anyways. You say you have no magic but Leona thinks you can read minds. The look you always give him isn't a pitying one, but a curious one that seeks to dissect him and force him to face everything he keeps shoved deep down inside himself.
Part of him is waiting for the day you pull the right thread and he comes undone in the way he knows he need but can't find the strength for. Somewhere in that knotted mess is his true feelings for you. The stuff he can't admit.
You stand admirably on your own two feet, roughing it out like Ruggie, but you're so far from the intimidating women of the Sunset Savanna. You're approachable and soft; you're built like prey but you have the quick thinking of a predator.
Something in your demeanor changes--your hands pause and flutter nervously--and he's on alert. He's careful to relax his grip lest he crush the box of protein bars for Jack. His ears sling forward and his eyes narrow as he catches that half-baked flirting attempt. Leona doesn't even bother to hide the sneer twisting his face.
Just the thought of you with that hopeful schmuck is nauseating.
Suddenly the scent of all the males around you is overwhelming. Disgusting.
"If you have to ask about the price, you can't afford it. Haven't ya ever heard that before?" Leona 'hmphs' triumphantly, one hand on his hip as he bends down slightly to stare the chump in the face. "Askin' about the price is tacky."
"Wh-what was my total again?"
All Leona had to do was stare at the back of the human's neck. Humans, much like prey animals, grew really squirmy when a predator stared at them too long. Or encroached on their space, much like he was doing. It was for the hell of it at this point.
Leona made a mental note of the guy's face as he scampered off like a terrified cub and looked forward to the day he could send a stray spelldrive disk in his direction.
"Hey Herbivore," Leona plunked the basket down unceremoniously.
"Hey Leona," you looked down at the random stuff in his basket, trying not to smile at what just happened. Something warm and--dare he say it?--proud welled up in his chest when he realized you were happy about him scaring the guy off.
The heart-shaped stickers he kept finding on everything when he got back to Savanaclaw helped, too.
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Ruggie lived for the holiday specials at Sam's. He was a bit put out that he wasn't picked to staff the Valentine's shift but the in-store discounts were a small consolation. It'd be better if he could stack them with an employee discount but he'd take what he could get! His mouth started watering as soon as he entered, sniffing out deliciously fluffy donuts.
Hopefully people would be distracted with the lollypops and chocolates and leave his donuts alone!
He choked down the occasional nervous whine when people gravitated too close to the donut display, distracting himself with the decor and wondering what would be most profitable to flip. His eyes began to wander to the people in front of him; Ruggie tsk'd at how casual and unguarded they were. Ripe for the picking, he looked at their wallets and fistfuls of thaumarks just out in the open.
If he wasn't worried about being banned from Sam's and losing some gigs he'd--
"How much do you cost?"
EXCUSE ME?! Ruggie freezes, eyes going wide and ears twitching when he hears that. The dude said that and LIVED?
Oh, right. You're not a Savanna girl. The girls back home would beat him up and make him pay them to stop. Or just smack the shit out of him hard enough to put him in a coma. Maybe break his jaw so he can't drop anymore awful lines.
Women are to be respected! Not treated like something you can purchase!
Given that you weren't a Savanna girl and were bound by the rules of 'I'm currently on the clock', Ruggie took things into his own hands. You could just treat him later!
"Laugh with Me!" Ruggie hisses, backing into the closest display. It was a little bump to him but far more to the guy up front. He waved his arm around, skimming the bags of gummy candies while the guy at the register knocked down a whole tower of balloons on a stick. Bending over just enough to line the guy's head up with the counter, Ruggie lunges forward.
WOMP!
Oh it was so satisfying. The guy is hopelessly, helplessly stunned. He gathers his bearings and Ruggie slides his foot out; the guy loses his footing and slams into the counter again.
Only two times before he gives up? Kind of weak-willed, Ruggie thinks with a little smirk as he side-steps the disoriented guy and waits patiently to check out. Sam tends to him while you get the donuts he's been craving.
They'll taste even better because they smell like you. Happy Valentine's Day to him!
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Jack is usually very stoic but a lot of people mistake his stoic observation for irritation. He would blame it on his intimidating physique but he's not sorry and takes great pride in his appearance. He's a beastman--a Howl!--he's supposed to be intimidating! Intimidating appearance aside, Jack is also a very helpful soul.
A good boy, if you will.
The only reason he's in Sam's is on Ruggie's behalf. He was tasked with picking up a few things and was more than happy to help out his senior. They were from the same dorm, after all! Practically a pack! You have to help your pack!
He's not really bothered by the amount of people, more focused on keeping his tail out of people's way and making sure he doesn't knock anything over. All at once, the atmosphere changes a little. There's a hint of sour in the air and a noticeable hike in someone's pulse.
It's your pulse. You look...distressed? Why are you distressed? Where is the threat?
Whatever it was, he missed it and he's cursing himself.
His ears swing forward as he catches bits and pieces of conversations. Some people are complaining the guy is taking too long, other people are laughing at his crappy pickup line. Some people are wondering if it's going to work.
This was a weak display if he ever saw one. The guy didn't even look confident in himself! All of your body language has now firmed up into rejection but the guy's not getting the hint. He's trying the 'oh, c'mon!' thing his siblings do when they want to play.
You don't know it, but you've been feeding Jack when he trots by in wolf form. He likes to finish off his morning jogs in wolf form to really stretch his joints and obliques. It was supposed to be a one-off thing, him following the tantalizing aroma of food to your door. Your cooking is fantastic and while you don't know that you're a pack mate, you're a pack mate!
You're just a pack mate who feeds him and gives him occasional pets. And these to die for scratches that he'd kill to feel with his real skin instead of fur. Any touch would be fine, really. Not that you'd ever know.
Jack doesn't even know he's growling until people start moving out of his way. The growl crescendos as he walks towards the guy. Tail bristling, Jack opens his mouth to show off sharp canines. "Get lost! They're not interested in you! They're just trying to work!"
As expected, the guy tucks tail and runs. Jack snorts, licking his lips that have suddenly become dry. His ears don't know what to do, caught between catching all the murmurs behind him and wanting to press down in embarrassment.
It's quiet but he hears it. "Thank you, Jack."
"Don't mention it," he crosses his arms, looking everywhere but you as you scan his items. He was avoiding looking at you directly but he notices you slip a few extra beef sticks into his bag. He blushes.
Yeah, don't mention that either.