misty

Saw this, looks fun!

Link to the quiz is here

… yeah, that tracks.

Soft tagging @blockcat-safari, @jackdraw-spwrite, @cityofangeisislying, @audioeidolon, @venusplantt, @bardicc-inspo and @voidindite in case they would like to play along :)

what the fuck man 😭 why am i being called out 😭

the funny thing is ive barely written any dead dove recently (or in general). the depression has me coping with endless fluff fics lmao

"from our past to our future, to even all the melodies we'll inevitably play..."

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Strawberry Shortcake

Strawberry Milk

Raspberry Jam

Raspberry Milk

Marshmallow Frosting

Blueberry Milk

Blackberry Frosting

Lavender Cream

Pistachio Cream

Lemon Meringue

Peach Cobbler

Caramel Latte

Mocha Cream

Chocolate Mocha

P.S. feel free to flip these to suit your needs! ♡ please remember to still credit ♡

"What if i were? What if i died right here of low blood sugar because my wife refused to let me have one macaron?” The seriousness in his voice might have fooled anyone but you.

"Stop being dramatic. You’re not going to die of hypoglycemia just by skipping one macaron right after your dental appointment.” With that said, you snatch the plate from his hands and head straight to the kitchen to hide them somewhere he can't find.

When you come back to the living room, you see Zayne lying on the couch with his eyes closed, body still. “Zayne, are you okay?”

A small smile appears on his face at your concerned voice and you roll your eyes. You can't believe what lengths this grown ass doctor with a prestigious medical degree could go for sweets.

You decide to play along and walk over to him, crouching down on the floor. "Oh no. Did the famous cardiac surgeon of Akso hospital dr Zayne Li die of hypoglycemia?” You fake mourn his pretend death. “What a tragedy! I have no choice but to check his heartbeat."

His smile grows bigger, awaiting your touch on his chest, instead he feels them on his crotch.

He grabs your hands off almost immediately and pulls you on top of him, looking equally amused as surprised. "Do you think my heart is located there?”

“It’s not my fault that they're both big and do a very good job in loving me. Anyone could be easily mistaken.” you say while tracing a huge penis on his chest.

He seemed pleased with your answer. “What if i propose a deal? You show me how much you love me by giving me one macaron and i dedicate both my big attributes to love you back?”

“You're trying to sell your body for one macaron?”

He innocently nods, and you giggle. "As tempting as your offer is, Zaynie." You pat his chest and climb off him. "I'm going to have to pass."

"So my wife would rather see me dead than let my teeth rot?”

You shake your head, he's acting like a man in withdrawal except his addiction is sweet and so is his suffering. You almost pity him, “Yes, no sweets for..... a month.”