so with flour on my hands

I'll show them all how goddamn happy I am

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ohfiendangelical​:

The demon never quite shook his Catholic roots. Perhaps that’s where the guilt comes from. It’s easier to manage with the assistance of weed, The Lion King, and a soft body beside him, but it’s there, and it surges slightly at the mention of his supposedly “big heart.”

He wonders if she willfully ignores the prominently ugly parts of him. After all, she has seen who he really is; she met him when he was in his truest form, hungry and barbarous — yet she still says things like this.

No, this is all a mistake, he almost says. You don’t understand. I don’t think you really understand. Just because I can be good doesn’t mean that I am not bad. 

But, for now, he lets it go. Now is not the time, and he doesn’t want to ruin his high with the weighty potency of honesty. She can think he’s good for a little while longer, safe in this house, away from the dangers outside this room. After all, right now, what choice do they have? 

Instead of saying anything, he brushes her hair behind her ear and kisses her temple, then her cheek. 

Staring down at him, Shiloh waits for his response, smiling softly when she feels his hand brush against her face to tuck red locks behind a decorated ear, watching him closely for an idea of what was going on behind his eyes. At his core, Shiloh truly believed him to be good, and soft moments like this one only confirmed that sentiment in her mind-- he was a victim of cruel circumstances, but she genuinely believed him to be kinder than he gave himself credit for. 

Head tips into his hand, resting her face against soft fingers, letting out a little hum as she felt the kisses pressed to her face, smiling softly as heat rose to her cheeks. For her, this felt okay-- this didn’t feel strange or uncomfortable, simply a position in which she was content to be with him. 

Shiloh let her face hover by his for a moment longer, parted lips take in a deep breath as she focused on the high that was creeping up. It was like her brain had been swallowed up by a pleasant fog, her anxieties, both from the night and in general had ebbed away for the moment, leaving her in a content state. This was a safe place for her-- a place of happiness where she could watch silly movies with someone dear to her and not worry about what would come in the morning. 

It’d be perfect, if it were not for the intense dry mouth she seemed to be developing. 

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@asocier   

      “are you sure they’re having a boy’s day to play games and not to go get checked for stds together?” it was a joke, and the sarcasm that accompanied her question was intended to make it clear that it was a joke. but to keep the conversation from veering too far in a different direction ( “wait, why would they need to get checked for stds? aren’t they just seeing us?” “yes, but it still doesn’t hurt to check — you know what, forget i said anything.” ), leah waves a hand and dismisses her own humor. “lame joke, sorry. i’ll show you the meme later. anyway —”

         finding a place on the bed next to shiloh, leah peers over to see what shiloh was looking at on her phone. “are you looking at brunch places? there’s one kyle and i went to on one of our first dates that was pretty good. mm, i don’t remember how bad of wait it was, though. but you’re more patient than kyle is, anyway, so i guess that already makes things incredibly less painful.” letting her head rest against shiloh’s shoulder, leah continues to watch as her roommate scrolled through her phone. “what game did they get, anyway? do you know?”

“Get checked for--” She allowed herself to trail off at Leah’s dismissal, worry  lines appearing on her face briefly before she brushed them away (there’s no need to be anxious about everything). “Ah, okay.” Scooting over, Shiloh allows Leah to find a position on the bed with her, cuddling up with her best friend shortly after as she scrolled through the restaurants. “Mmm, brunch sounds really good. I’m craving some stuffed french toast, I think. We could also go for a late tea.” 

“I think it’s another zombie shooting game?” A little laugh as Shiloh thought about Leah’s boyfriend at a nicer dining establishment. She knew Kyle had been raised similarly to her, and she knew he knew etiquette, it was simply a matter of whether he decided to use it or not. “Every time I try to bring Aito to a new brunch place, he always gives me grief for how expensive things are. He always says I make things better at home or-- he’ll make fun of how something like parmesan truffle crusted chicken is, to quote him, ‘fancy chicken nuggies’. Honestly-- I can’t being him anywhere sometimes.” 

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undeific​:

         ❛  Now, now…  ❜

Izaya steps ahead of her, examining the decayed scene. 

        ❛  It’s still beautiful, it’s just asleep. Like in Sleeping Beauty, the castle’s gone to sleep, fallen into some disarray, but it will be waking up again now that you’re here, don’t you think? Besides, I can see the echoes. Yes, yes. I can see you feeding the fish little treats you’ve made for them, and over there your mother is having a cup of tea in the gazebo… Oh, what a beautiful place! Don’t be sad. The more things change, the more they stay the same, don’t you think?  ❜

Sometimes even he cannot tell whether he is being condescending or kind.

There were moments with him that Shiloh just couldn’t figure out-- sometimes his tone made her question his words. Moments where his voice sounded like a scolding father, or a teacher who was asking a question that they very much knew you were going to get wrong, but there were touches of sweetness to his voice that she couldn’t ignore either-- tones of tender understanding, maybe even compassion that made her heart flutter. 

“You’re right.” He always was, “Ths memories are still here, even if they’re laying dormant.” Bittersweet memories were flooded throughout the old house, but they were still there. Things do change, but lives move on. “Maybe I should talk to mum about clearing this space up. It’d be nice to see it brought back to life.” She steps forward to him, gently taking both of his hands in hers, “I’m really happy we’re here, Izaya.”  

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ohfiendangelical​:

Nodding along, he watches her with a smile as she tries to put words to the feeling   ( and honestly does a pretty good job ). He finds himself giggling a bit at her subtle theatricality, gathering her into his arms and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

Safe. We’re safe here. We’re together and we’re happy and we’re safe. He takes a deep breath, soundtracked by I Just Can’t Wait To Be King

      ❛  Well, you know that old cliché about rescue cats, how they’re extra sweet, extra baby. The size of the cat, apparently, makes no difference. ‘Cause, I mean, that’s what Simba is. A rescue, I mean. He was a show-cat, abused for entertainment, underfed. I bought him and some other lions out from under their owner, this asshole who brought them on for my first movie. Broke my heart, couldn’t let ‘em go on like that in good conscience. The rest of them were given to a trusted animal sanctuary, but he and I bonded. Shit, he literally wouldn’t leave me when I tried to send him off with them. He’s the biggest baby.  ❜

A wide grin appeared on her face as she felt herself scooped up into his arms, falling into a fit of giggles as well as she held onto him, pressing her face into his shoulder. He was always so comforting-- so warm. 

Simba’s backstory always made Shiloh a little sad-- knowing that unfortunately, he was just one example of a much larger problem within the entertainment industry, but he was safe here with Zero. He’d be happy and very well taken care of by Zero. “He’s also babied by the best owner.” She chirps, giving him a little squeeze before she props herself up to look down at him, “You seem to have a knack for getting people and animals out of dangerous situations, huh?” A gentle pinch to his cheeks, thumbs pushed into his dimples as she sticks her tongue out in jest, “You act like the grinch sometimes but your heart is definitely ten times bigger than you think.”  

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@2op4u 

Not everyday may turn out to be the exact same, in which Jitsuki tends to revel in over the mundane of constant routines, set agendas for each passing day. Not that he minds the routine extensively, it just proves to harbor a spike of excitement when something turns around differently than before. The wolf pleasantly enough surprised to awake by the smell of a cooking breakfast than the smell of morning dew when waking up at the crack of dawn. In a sense, one way he may feel proud about the duties he presently learns from his mother, to keep his life on the tips of toes.

      Jaw drops in a wide yawn as hand shifts to scratch at his abdomen. Lull of tongue out momentarily until curling it back inside with the snap of jaw shut. After breakfast, he’d get himself dressed to head out for his jog. Burn off the calories of a full course meal before returning to shower. Once done, he may then begin his travels for the day while she busies herself with her own line of work. Jitsuki knows it means a lot to her that he’d never consider getting in the way. Thoughts shaken from his mind as instead of continuing to stand in one place, he steps into the vicinity of the room. “I’ll take a cup when it’s done,” answering with low rumble of chords. “Creamer will be good with it, as usual.”

      Not a big coffee drinker compared to tea, but he will drink it when offered. Strolling over to the table, Jitsuki pulls a chair out to sit himself down promptly. Even for being the morning one of the two of them, the wolf knew his late night acted upon his exhaustion at this time of the day. Amusing to think about the somewhat change in their usual stances for the early hours. He thinks upon it momentarily while she finishes up prepping their plates to eat, “What time do you have to be at the shop today?”

Another soft hum left her lips as she finished up their meals, bringing the two plates over to the wolf sitting at the table before returning to the coffee maker, quickly frothing up two cups of milk she had on standby before tipping them into wide mugs, “I hope a latte is alright. I wanted to do something a little extra today.” Granted, it wasn’t that different to their normal coffee routine, but she was happy that they could have breakfast together. 

Bringing the mugs to the table, Shiloh sat down across from him, opening up a small ceramic bowl on the table to reveal some sugar cubes so that she could drop two into her mug-- Shiloh had always preferred her coffee sweeter than not. Stirring it in, the redhead let out a happy sigh at her first sip. Coffee or tea had become her daily routine, but she had been kept up a little later than she had been expecting due to her companion’s late arrival. 

“Mmm, well, I have a couple special orders to finish decorating. The peacock cake I’ve been working on for a while is due to be picked up tomorrow, so I have to finish that up. I thought about going in early this morning while you had your run and slept in but, I wanted to have breakfast with you. You’ve not been home in a few days. I think I’ll pop in later this afternoon. What’re your plans for the day?” 

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romantxcxsm​:

ꕥ  ❛❛  Right, of course! I’ll definitely stop by sometime soon.  ❜❜ Theo promised while they kept walking on alongside each other. He peered at the other’s phone as it was shown to him, a smile spreading across his features while he inspected the photo. Theo thought it looked amazing even if it wasn’t finished yet. He was looking forward to seeing the finished product, for sure.

ꕥ  ❛❛  Oh, that sounds like it could be tricky, but I’m sure you’ll be able to nail the taste. I could always try and help somehow, if you’d like.  ❜❜ He offered after the idea popped into his head. He seemed to pause for a moment as he stared at the huge line. Sure, it was typically busy at the patisserie he worked at, but never like that. And honestly, he was thankful.

ꕥ  ❛❛  Ahh…wow. It well, it’s definitely popular, huh?  ❜❜ Theo muttered, rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous manner. 

“I’d really love that.” The redhead smiled at him, watching as he looked over her photos. His reaction was exactly what she was hoping to see-- a confirmation that she was heading in the right direction. “Ah, I would really love any input you have! I’m comfortable with the direction of things, but I think I definitely could use some help making sure that everything is nicely balanced.”

A frown formed on her brows as she watched the line slowly loop around the block, “It’s... That’s one way of putting it. I wouldn’t have thought a line would still be here this time of day.” Usually the early morning rush would be done by this time. “I’m sorry I dragged you out here for this. I’m not sure waiting in the line would even be worth it-- or if they’ll have any of their special left by the time we’d reach the front.”

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romantxcxsm​:

ꕥ  ❛❛  Oh, yeah, it’d be more than okay. I mean, I’d love to have a familiar face stop by for once. ❜❜ Well, one that wasn’t his mother or little sister. Not that he didn’t appreciate those visits, but having an actual peer come by would be refreshing. Not just for him, but for his co-workers as well. He nodded in agreement as the other shared her opinions on the specific treat. 

ꕥ  ❛❛  Right right. My thoughts exactly. A lot of the time I only eat half of a normal-sized tart. But…Maybe that’s more so I can save the rest for later, actually…  ❜❜ He confessed as he thought back to the last time he’d actually eaten one. Theo tilted his head slightly when Shiloh began to scroll for the photos, once again finding his head nodding up and down.

ꕥ  ❛❛  Oh, yeah, I bet it’d be difficult. But cherry blossoms are so pretty. And I’m sure you’ll get it in the end. Uh, exchange-? U-Um, yeah, sure. That sounds like a great idea. I mean, I’d love to see those pictures. ❜❜ He answered rather timidly when his new friend made the offer. He waited until Shiloh was ready before he recited his number to her, picking up his phone so they could test it out and make sure they were set. It would be unfortunate if there had been a mistake.

“I’d love to come by! I’d love to try out some of the things you’ve made-- if you promise to visit my store too?” She hummed a little as she turned to him, smiling brightly as they rounded the corner, starting to get closer to the bakery they were heading towards. 

Pulling the photos up on her phone, Shiloh swiped away for a moment to pull the contact page up, adding his contact information into her phone before texting him a quick smiling face. “Alright-- you should have my number now! And, here--” With a swipe of her fingers, she pulled images of the cake back up, holding it out for him to look at. “I think it is starting to turn out alright-- they actually wanted the frosting to be rose flavored, even with it being cherry blossoms. So I’ve been trying to figure out how to keep it floral without feeling like you’re eating a flower.” 

Glancing up, Shiloh’s eyes lit up as she spotted the blue sign of the bakery off in the distance, “It’s just over there, I think!” Of course, the line for the bakery was completely out the door as people waited for the doughnut that seemed to catch the world’s attention online. “Ah-- I hope that line looks bad further away than it does now...” 

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romantxcxsm​:

ꕥ  ❛❛  Yeah? That’s cool, we basically do the same thing then. I guess I just start later, though, but still.  ❜❜ As Theo kept walking, he glanced at Shiloh to offer another smile. He really hoped he’d have a chance to show her the patisserie at some point and vice versa. He felt that it would be a treat to get to see her in her element.

ꕥ  ❛❛  My favorite? Ahh…well, you know, I think I like baking the tarts the most. There’s just something about decorating those, specifically, that I really like. Maybe it’s because they’re just smaller and…cute, I guess?  ❜❜ He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck while he considered all the other goods he baked at work on a daily basis.

ꕥ  ❛❛  A wedding cake? Really? I’ve never actually gotten to decorate one before. But yeah, I’m sure I’d be nervous about that too. You should…like, show me the finished product when it’s done.  ❜❜ Theo added rather sheepishly. He wasn’t sure if that sounded too presumptuous. He didn’t want the other to feel like she had to be friends with him if she didn’t want to keep seeing him. But still…he would like that.

“It’s a pretty amazing coincidence!” She beamed back at him, “I’d love to check out your place sometime if that’s okay-- I love exploring all the options we have around here.” A little hum left her mouth as the continued along the sidewalk, glancing over at him every now and then to show she was listening. 

“Tarts are so much fun to make! I love how you can go really simple with the decoration or make it as elaborate as you want. They can be so rich, though. I really love doing the mini-tarts. It’s fun to make mini versions of things, I guess.” 

Pulling out her phone, Shiloh started to pull up some of the reference images her customer had provided to show him, “I’ve been having to practice piping cherry blossoms. It’s difficult to get the colour gradient just right. But I’d love to show you the finished product when I’m done! Do-- Would you like to exchange numbers so I can text you pictures of it?” 

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romantxcxsm​:

ꕥ  ❛❛  Wait, you’re serious? Wow, what are the odds?  ❜❜ Theo stared at the other, clearly surprised they actually shared the same profession. Well, it was great that they had that in common. Maybe she’d understand a lot of what he went through at work. It would be nice to have someone else to talk to about it all.

ꕥ  ❛❛  Well, I’m usually baking in the back, but once my other co-worker leaves for the day, I take over at the counter for the rest of my shift. Um, how about you? Do you also bake there?  ❜❜

“That’s amazing!” She couldn’t help but grin at the other-- baking always excited her, and to find out someone else not only knew how to bake but also did it as their profession had her beaming. “I usually come in early to get most of the pastries started for the day, and then I usually help out at the counter with our coffee orders. I kind of go between everything.” Granted, she always took on far more work than she needed to, but she always enjoyed it, even if it led to late nights and early mornings. 

“What is your favorite thing to bake? Mine isn’t anything fancy, but I really enjoy making and decorating cupcakes and cakes-- we actually have a wedding cake we’re making right now which is a lot of fun to decorate but stressful to make it perfect.” 

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