#Apple Lassi

[foodwithrecipes]

Apple Lassi. Eating one medium apple a day may help reduce blood pressure, cholesterol and inflammation, which support a healthy heart. Eat the peel when you can because the fiber and .Full recipe https://foodrecipesoffical.blogspot.com/2023/06/282-food-recipes-apple-lassi.html… http://foodrecipesoffical.blogspot.com

[devendrasingh3047]

Top 10 Refreshing Summer Drinks: Beat the Heat with these Cool Beverages!

Top 10 Summer Drinks

Join us on a refreshing journey to find out the Top 10 summer drinks that help you rejuvenate, refresh, and rehydrate.

Lemon mint lemonade

Watermelon Juice

Tender coconut water/ Coconut smoothies

Jal jeera

Ice apple sharbat

Nannari Sharbat – The flavor of south

Lassi and buttermilk

Iced tea

Ragi Ambali

Cocktails

[lemonsbakery]

me running away from the cops after incapacitating 35 orphans (they didn't like apple juice)

[konigsblog]

choking soap mactavish ...

price version. simon version. gaz version. könig version.

tw/cw: choking, breath play, dom!reader & dom!soap.

soap mactavish loves letting you take control, although he prefers to be dominant. from time to time, he'll allow you to straddle his hips and restrain his wrists, pinning his large hands above his head whilst you bounce onto his thick and lengthy cock sloppily and messily, the pain caused due to his wet tip smacking against your cervix repeatedly. you wrap your hand around throat, feeling him gulp, his prominent adam's apple moving against your palm.

he immediately glares at you, grunting quietly — almost snarling and growling like a wolf would. he twitches, his broad hips desperate to fuck into you as you continue grinding down against him, sitting on his wet, slick cock and not moving an inch to taunt him. if anything, this pisses the already frustrated and needy johnny off. he let's you take control when he's angry; so he doesn't absolutely destroy you... but having your hand against his throat was leaving him feeling almost threatened, grinding into you as he lifts his hips slowly.

immediately, you grip his nape tighter, fucking yourself down onto his leaking, drooling shaft while he groans breathlessly, the scot desperate for that sweet release building up inside of him. “quit teasin’ me, bonnie... dinae’ like tha’.” he spits, his eyes narrowing on you as the sides of your lips curl into a playful smirk, leaning your weight down onto his throat whilst bouncing on his veiny dick.

johnny's hand breaks free, only one as you manage to grab the other. he holds your waist, pushing you down in rhythm with your bounces. you free his wrist, feeling his calloused, large and warm hands hold and squeeze your waist while you restrict his breathing by pinching his nose, degrading him for being a pussy drunk slag...

“god, i wish you could see the reaction on your face, john... you look so stupid; so pussy drunk and desperate.”

your words catch him off guard, as he begins forcing your hips down onto his weeping, girthy cock, veins popping from his shaft and dragging slowly against your gummy and soft walls, lugging against your pussy. he groans hoarsely and deeply, gritting his teeth as he closes his eyes firmly, forcing you to bounce even harder as he chases what he'd been desiring this whole time.

in seconds, he's bucking his hips into you while you squeeze his throat, your eyes fluttered closed with your orgasm, your tightening and clutching walls latch onto his shaft firmly, creaming down his shaft with pearly, slick beads running down his ballsack. johnny's oozing cum drips from the sides of your full cunt, filling you with his aggressive pleasure as he grips your throat tightly, shaking your head playfully with a grin plastered on his face, chuckling quietly with exhaustion as he teases you for choking him out.

“such a stupid’ thing’, lassie’.. tryin’ tae taunt me, aye?”

[bullet-prooflove]

Chibs

1.lipstick

2.cuffs

3.patch

4. Church table (the giant table with the engraving)

This did not go the way I expected...

Companion piece to Gunpower & Lead

Tagging: @anime-weeb-4-life @Kishie8 @nu1freakshow @darqchilddaydreamz @Just-a-girl-who-wrytes

Chibs doesn’t expect to find you at the table, the one they use for Church. You’re sitting in his seat, your gaze focused on the wooden carving etched into the centre. You look like a queen, lost in thought, pondering a problem.

It’s rare that you enter this space, despite being matriarch. Your battlefield is the courtroom, you leave club business to them unless they require legal expertise. He’s been gone a couple days, on a trip down to Santo Padre, the calls between the two of you have been sparse. He’d thought that you were caught up in one of your cases but now he can see it’s something else, something much more problematic.

“Alright love?” He asks as he strips off his gloves from the ride, tucking them into the back pocket in his jeans. His leans over, his lips brushing over the apple of your cheek so that he doesn’t smear your lipstick.

“They found some bones out in the woods a few days ago.” You tell him, your fingertips rapping lightly on the surface of the table. “There’s a rumour that it had a metal plate in it’s left arm.”

The air seems to leave the room and his chest constricts. He sits down in Tig’s seat, clasping his hands together in front of him. That body you’re talking about, it’s your ex-husband, the one you killed because he almost killed you. He’d had the prospects take care of the disposal, Ratboy and Miles before the two of them were patched in. He doesn’t understand, the body should have been cremated…

Then he remembers the scandal a couple of months later, the cremator had been broken and Skeeter had been storing the bodies out back. He’d tried burying a couple in the beginning he’d told the police when the discovery was made but it had become too much work when they kept piling up. It’s why they’d stopped using him.

Your ex, he must have been one of them.

“In the next few days they’re going to identify the body and then they’re going to come knocking on our door.” You tell him, adjusting the cuffs of your silk blouse. “I’ve started to put my affairs in order,  the house and everything else has been transferred into your name…”

“Lassie…” He begins, reaching for you and you squeeze his hand tightly in yours.

“This is the way it has to be.” You say quietly. “If I don’t go in and make a confession, it’ll come down on the club and we can’t have that. You were just cleaning up my mess.”

It feels like he’s burning alive, like someone has tipped a can of petrol over his entire body and lit a match. The agony of this decision it sears through his entire body, he wants to argue, to fight but he can see the resignation in you, he knows it would be like screaming into the wind.

You have to do this, for him, for the club because this thing, it could take them all down.

“When?” He says finally, his voice barely more than a rasp.

“Tomorrow.” You tell him and he knows that you’re giving him one last night together before they take you away in cuffs. “I’ll make my confession to David Hale tomorrow.”

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Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee

[thespiritssaidso]

Blueberries and Blueberries and More Blueberries

Summary: A day at the market is a good place for a date and to help the locals at the same time. Shawn just needs to convince Lassiter how great it is. 

Notes: Loving this challenge so far! Hope I did alright on today’s prompt. 

Also Shawn pov this time (3rd person limited, of course. 1st pov isn’t really my thing) instead of Lassie’s!

Flufftober day 4: Market Day 

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“Come on, Carlytown! You have to at least try it!” 

“Shawn, I don’t have to do anything.” 

“Look, it’s not gonna hurt you! It’s just a blueberry.” 

It was a sunny day on the coast of Santa Barbara, not a single cloud in the sky. Which wasn’t especially noteworthy, considering it was always sunny in Santa Barbara. But, all the same, it was still nice to feel the warm rays of an unrestrained sun. 

Not that two people in particular would be able to actually feel it on their skin, since they were both wearing some kind of long-sleeved overwear. It was a miracle neither of them were sweating like pigs. 

One of them, Carlton Lassiter, had on a two piece suit. The jacket was dark in color, with a white button up buttoned all the way to the very top. Intermittently he’d tug on a startlingly red tie, fiddling with the knot to make sure it was still tight.

The other, Shawn Spencer, was wearing an unbuttoned green flannel over an Apple Jacks t-shirt paired with jeans that looked like he’d gotten them from somebody’s garage. 

Currently, Shawn was trying to coax his boyfriend, Lassiter, into trying one of the stalls home-grown blueberries — with permission from the vendor, of course. 

“Yes, one that was grown from an unreliable source! Who knows what kind of practices they used to grow those blueberries?” 

Shawn scrunched his eyebrows. “Unreliable- it’s from a farm, Carly! That’s where all blueberries come from!” 

“No, the ones at the store come from dependable and approved sources. They’ve been FDA approved. Those-” he pointed dramatically at the tiny carton Shawn was holding “- aren’t.”

Shawn should’ve known this would happen. This was the same man that literally claimed — quite proudly, too — that he only ate vegetables out of a can. Obviously that statement would extend to fruits as well. 

Shawn looked at the lady behind the stand helplessly to try and get her to back him up, and saw she was doing her best to hold back laughter. It looked like she wasn’t really in a good position to talk at the moment, much less support Shawn and her fruit. He was on his own. 

“Just- hey, look. Trust me, alright? You know I’d never make you eat something you wouldn’t like.” 

Lassiter gave him a look of disbelief. “Just a few days ago you begged me to try Queso… Cinco Fries, or whatever they’re called.” 

“First of all: It’s Fries Quatro Queso Dos Fritos, and as I recall you loved it-”

“Up until I had to take three tums for the heartburn it gave me.” 

“Irrelevant. Second of all: this is a fruit, not deep fried goodness. I’m more than sure that these have been at least washed.” Shawn faltered at that statement, and turned to the lady. “These are washed, right?” 

She simply nodded her head, not saying a word. A big grin was still hiding behind her hand. But as he turned back to Lassiter he barely heard her mumble something along the lines of ‘Title of your sex tape’. He had to really try hard not to react and pretend he didn’t hear her. 

Shawn watched Lassiter’s facial expressions change, obviously thinking over the choices. After about a minute of looking conflicted, he caved. “Fine. But I’m blaming you when I get food poisoning.” 

Yes! He caved! “Perfect! Now, open your mouth, I’m gonna toss it in.” 

“I can feed myself, Shawn.” Nevertheless, he complied.  

Shawn picked a blueberry and stood there a moment, both to angle his shot and to just drink in the sight of his boyfriend standing there with his mouth wide open. 

“Boom! Hole in one!” Shawn cheered. 

Lassiter stayed quiet, chewing on the fruit. Shawn could see he was hiding his true emotions under a mask of indifference. But he recognized that sparkle in his eyes. Yeah, he liked it. A lot. 

“It’s acceptable.” He finally said after a second of faux consideration. And, facing the lady, he said “We’ll take a box.” 

“Two! Gotta get one for Gus. He’d never forgive me if I didn’t get him something.”  

“You mean if I didn’t get it. I am paying for this.” 

“And you're such a wonderful provider, Carlytown.” 

Lassiter knew that Shawn was just buttering him up, but he couldn’t help the smile growing at the praise. 

The lady, finally gathering herself, smiled at the two. “Certainly! That’ll be eight dollars.” 

One monetary exchange later, and they were walking away with two cartons of blueberries. Shawn reached over to the one Lassiter was holding and grabbed a handful, shoving them in his mouth. “You know, we should do this more often.” 

Lassiter chuckled. “No, no way. I’m glad you like this, Shawn. But I’m definitely not cut out for walking from stall to stall.” 

Shawn would have argued further, but something shiny caught his eye. “Ooo, look! They’ve got a glass blown pineapple!” And he was off, not checking to see if Lassiter was following him. 

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Notes: A Brooklyn 99 reference? In MY Shassie fanfiction? More likely than you think

ao3 link

[cryptid-moose]

Idk if the drawing requests are still open, but could you do one of Lassie in a Kellogg’s Apple Jacks shirt? Specifically the one Shawn wears, if you catch my drift.

I've actually drawn this before back when I was stuck drawing in my sketchbook, now I have two apple jack t-shirt drawings :D

i hc mfs got the worst bed head ever efhvbubhvufehbuefvh

[pastelspoon31]

Chapter 1: Bitter Sweetness ♡ (Contract Killer!Soap x Baker!Reader) - NSFW

tw: age gap (Reader being 20, Soap being 31), manipulation, dacryphilia, noncon to dubcon, dead dove!!, big pp in small cunny :(

A/N: Wrote this a loooooooong time ago. Started off pretty cute until I let my period hormones finish the rest of the fic, sigh… Rip reader’s cunny.. AGAIN. (PS: I’m truly sorry for botching the Scottish slangs used.)

It wasn't unusual for people to not understand John 'Soap' MacTavish's Scottish slang. It also wasn't unusual for people to not even try and understand the Scottish lad. Unless it was crucial info to the mission on hand, most jokes and smartass remarks from Soap wasn't really worth repeating after the awkward silence or straight up laughter from his teammates.

He appreciated his team, he really does. There are times his jokes were reciprocated well, especially with his close friend- Ghost, but it's not often so he tries not to mind.

Well, until today at least.

Your soft giggles and laughs were like music to Soap's ears as you looked up to the man through your eyelashes. The bread on the counter was long forgotten as he watched you take humour to his passing joke.

"Sorry- I really do love your accent! It's scottish, right?" You tilted your head in a manner so cute, Soap's brain momentarily shut off.

"Yeah.." He answered slowly, almost shyly as he tried not to get distracted by how pretty you looked. "I'm Johnny,"

"I'm (Y/N)! I haven't seen you here at our bakery for a long while!" Your voice was cheerful and warm as you introduced yourself.

"Aye, been on a.. trip.." Soap mumbled, "Just got back this mornin’..”

"That's wonderful! Is there anything specific that you'd like to add on, Mr. Johnny? We recently hired a sandwich maker, so if you'd like-" You rambled a little about the menu and Soap nodded along, watching you carefully with a small smile.

"D'ye have any of yer pies?"

Your eyes twinkled at his question, "We sure do! We've got the classic chicken pot pie and vegetable pies for the savoury pies, aaaand we've got a blueberry pie, apple pie and lemon meringue pie for the sweet pies today!"

"I'll take a chicken pot pie, and a slice of yer blueberry pie." Soap watched your fingers press the buttons on the cash register before turning around to get the pastries.

He felt a little giddy and warm as he waited for his food, watching you interact with a customer on the other side.

"For here or to go, Mr. Johnny?" You asked as you turned back to him with the order and the bread he picked out earlierin a paper bag.

"To go, lassie."

"Here's your food then, sir." You said with a wide smile as Soap handed you the cash. You took the $100 bill and gave back his $83 dollar change. "Have a good day!"

He returned your smile, "Keep the change, lassie." 

"W-What? It's more than 80 dollars! This is too much!"

"Aye, but ye are too sweet for yer own good, love. Ye deserve it." Soap winked, walking towards the exit of the shop as he watched you sputter out thanks and goodbyes.

♡ ______ ♡

"Mr. Johnny! You're back!" You put down the tray of cookies onto the table next to the cash register, quickly walking over to the scottish man who stood at the entrance. "Haven't seen you in a few days! Where were you?"

“S’just Johnny fer ye, lassie,” He smiled warmly as he walked closer to meet you, "Had some work."

"You must be very busy with work, huh?" Your smile as sweet as ever as you looked up at him.

"Aye."

"Well, good thing I have something new just for you!" You pulled him towards the freshly baked cookies on the counter. "Are you a fan of cookies?"

"Oh? Are ye offering, lass?" Soap teased.

You nodded in excitement, "Yep! You're the first one to try the new recipes out! You wanna try one?" You handed him the warm heart shaped cookie.

Soap looked at you before looking back down at the cookie. He broke a piece off and popped it into his mouth. The buttery dough and sugar melted in his mouth, with the slight chocolate flavour from the chips.

Your much shorter stature made it hard to see you in the line of the large man, but that didn't stop you from standing on your toes and trying to look at his expression.

"How is it? Was it too dry? I saw the recipe on instagram a couple days ago and tweaked it a bit, I hope I didn't mess it up!-"

"It's delicious, lass."

You stopped and looked at his smiling Soap. "Really?"

"Mhm." Soap hummed and ate another piece.

You laughed in joy, clapping your hands together, "I'm glad! I'll let you take the rest of the batch home!"

"Ah- no need. Keep them, lass."

You looked at Soap with a questioning look, "Why? They're yours! It's a gift!"

Soap shook his head, "I'll take a couple, but the rest should go to yer customers."

"Well, I kinda made them for you specifically, so.." You blushed. "It'd make me happy if you could take all of it, Johnny."

"Aren't ye too young to be giving a lad like me a gift, lassie?"

"I'm twenty this year," Your lips formed a small pout, "I'm not a child."

"Still younger than me, aye?"

"...How old are you?"

"Thirty-one."

"So what's eleven years?-"

"A big gap." He curtly replied with a teasing smile.

You stared at Soap for a moment before you sighed, "Please? I made them for you.." You handed him the cookies in a box, neatly tied into a bow now. You don't seem to be hiding your advances either with how persistent you were.

What a naive young woman.

"Fine, if it's yer wish, lassie. But I will pay."

"It's a gift, Johnny. Free of charge."

"Nae, I'll pay, lassie."

You pouted again.

Soap sighed and reached out to you. Your breath hitched when his rough and calloused hand cupped your cheek, his thumb rubbing circles into the soft flesh.

"It's one dollar," You feigned annoyance.

"Is it really?"

A defiant nod was his only reply, "It's only a dollar."

"Well, then," Soap's fingers tilted your chin up, making you meet his gaze. "That's a steal, isnae?"

"Ye take tips, lassie?" His thumb gently traced your lips as he watched your eyelids flutter lightly at his touch.

"Maybe.." Your voice barely above a whisper.

"Then, this is my tip, aye?" Soap leaned down and captured your lips into a gentle kiss.

Your eyes fluttered close as you felt his lips on yours, soft and chaste. The scent of the bakery around you and the taste of the man before you was overwhelmingly sweet.

When he pulled away, you could only stare at him.

"Yer too pretty for yer own good, bonnie," He smirked, squeezing your cheeks playfully. "Yer shouldn't be giving kisses to strangers."

You blushed hard, feeling the heat from your ears, cheeks and neck.

"I really like the way you speak… And the way you treat me," You muttered shyly. "And you're not a stranger,"

"Am I not?" Soap raised a brow, "We barely know each other, lassie. For all ye know, I could've been a serial killer."

"You wouldn't." You replied immediately. "You're not a bad person... I think," Your lips quirked into a smirk, "You're a softie."

"Oh, ye think so?"

"Mmhm. You're not mean to the staff, and you always give nice compliments,"

"Do I now?" He tilted his head with a smirk, "And how did ye come to that conclusion?"

"I’m secretly super smart," You smiled mischievously.

"Yer a sneaky little lassie," Soap pinched your cheek.

"You have to come back here everyday now, by the way," You puffed your cheeks, "It's not free to kiss the owner's daughter,"

Soap snorted, "Aye, I'll have to come back here every day, then. What a pain."

You giggled and pushed the box of cookies into his arms.

♡ ______ ♡

It's pretty much common sense to get to know someone before dating them but you just can't help it can you? 

"Shite! I've got a fuckin' date, tonight!" Soap cursed as he swung the metal bat one last time into the captive's head, knocking them dead before inspecting the blood splatter on his shirt.

It's good to get to know someone in case they're a serial killer.. Like John 'Soap' McTavish.

Well, contract killer would be a more appropriate term. Assassin even, if you're into technicalities.

"Which poor girl did you force into a date with you?" Ghost snickered as he lazily flipped his dagger as he watched the Scottish man tried to clean his shirt; only to smear the blood more.

"I didnae force anyone! I've been talking to the baker's daughter. She asked me out!"

Ghost scoffed, "The young one? Barely out of school? What is she, 16?"

"She's twenty," Soap glared.

"Jesus Christ," Ghost rolled his eyes, "That's still a kid."

"Fuck off, ye git." Soap muttered before looking for a spare shirt to change into.

Ghost tossed him the packet of wet wipes, "Don't worry, I won't tell Price you're taking advantage of a poor girl."

"I'm not fucking taking advantage of her!"

"You're 11 years older than her, mate." Ghost patted his shoulder and left the warehouse.

Soap grumbled a string of curses and finished cleaning himself up.

♡______ ♡

"Tomato soup?" The way you tilted your head was still as cute as the first time he saw you.

"Aye. The bastard tipped it all over my favourite shirt." Soap said, leaning against the counter.

"Aww," You pouted, "And you didn't get his number? At least make him pay for dry cleaning?"

"Nae, I didnae." Soap's lips twitched upwards, "Didn't get a chance to ask."

"Here lemme look," Your innocent eyes flickered to his shirt, a little blood stained where the button down met the fabric of his pants. You didn't seem to mind as you looked him up and down.

Soap chuckled, "Are ye checking me out, bonnie?"

You blushed and giggled softly.

"M’looking at your shirt, silly! You got some on your pants too.." You lightly scratched at the fabric. "Must've been some thick tomato soup! If I didn't know any better i'd have guessed that it was blood.." You teased.

Soap smirked, "Yer a curious little kitten, aren't ye?"

"Maybe~”

Soap leaned forward and gently grasped your chin, his thumb rubbing over the plump skin of your lips. If only you knewwhat his hands were capable of doing.

What the stains really were...

Would you still have that bright, curious glint in your eyes?

"You're staring, Johnny~"

Soap was shaken out of his thoughts. He was so caught up with his thoughts he didn't realise that he had been staring at your face, his eyes tracing the features that were becoming oh so familiar.

"Yer a beauty, lass." He whispered, voice low and almost gruff.

"You should take a picture, it'll last longer," You joked.

Soap shook his head, "Where would the fun be in that, lassie?"

"Well," You wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him, burying your face into his chest. "You could also let me stay the night?" Your voice was shy and muffled.

Soap smiled, "Aye, I'd love to have ye in my bed, bonnie."

"Johnny!"

"What? I wasnae lying when I said ye were too pretty fer yer own good,"

"You're being lewd." You poked his chest.

"And ye aren't, aye? Askin' a lad like me to share a bed with ye."

"Shut up, Johnny. You know what I mean,"

"Aye,"

"Johnnyyyyyy!"

"I like yer laugh, bonnie," Soap mumbled into your hair, his lips brushing over the soft strands. "Wanna hear more of it,"

"You'll see me tomorrow."

"Aye, and the day after that,"

"And the day after that, and the day after that,"

Soap hummed, "Yer really going to have to stay the night with me." He tightened his hold on you.

You giggled, "Only if you want to.."

"I do. I do."

"Okay, then,"

Soap leaned down to peck your forehead before scooping you into his arms. You squealed and laughed, hugging his neck.

"Let's go, then, bonnie."

♡ ______ ♡

"W-wait! It's.. It's too big!-" Your eyes were tearing up from the intense pleasure, your voice hoarse and scratchy.

"Come on, bonnie. Ye can take it." Soap panted, his voice gravelly and gruff. "Relax for me, love."

You whimpered as he tried to fit his bulbous cock into your virgin hole. Your tiny cunt was trying to squeeze and suck him in, the wet squelching of your arousal not doing anything to help.

"J-Johnny, it's not gonna fit," You cried, tears streaming down your cheeks.

The older man reached down and rubbed tight circles into your clit, making your whole body twitch in sensitivity.

"O-oh, f-fuck.." You whined, toes curling and fingers grasping at the sheets.

"Language, bonnie,"

"S-Sorry," You mumbled, your pussy clenching and releasing around the head of his cock.

"That's it, bonnie, nice and easy.." Soap pushed further and you cried, a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Johnny, pull out! Pull out!-" You pushed against his chest as he smiled sadistically, forcing his cock into you.

"Relax, lass," He purred, "Ye can take it."

"N-No!-" You screamed. "I c-can't! It's too much! Ah-" His lips latched onto your tender nipple, sucking and nibbling.

"Just a bit more, bonnie," He mumbled. "Almost in.."

"P-please, no! I c-can't!" You sobbed, feeling his large hand on your abdomen, pressing down on your belly.

"Johnnyyyy~" You cried.

"Hush, love," He soothed, his lips latching onto yours.

You whined and moaned as he slowly inched himself into your small body, his hips flush against yours.

"There yer go, bonnie. All of me in yer little cunt," Soap praised, his rough palm cupping your cheek. "Good girl, taking all of me like that,"

You sniffled and nodded, a few stray tears falling. "S'hurts.. You gotta pull out, Johnny.. M'can't take it.."

God, the sight of you spread open under him, your eyes teary and cheeks pink, the way your walls fluttered and gripped his cock, the feeling of you around him, soft and pliant.

It was driving him mad. The feeling of ruining your innocence, the pleasure and satisfaction from taking your first time and the lust from fucking a young and naive girl was overwhelming.

He wanted more.

He wanted to see you break and shatter.

"I will, i will... Gonna pull out just for ye," Soap cooed, pulling out until only the tip remained.

You breathed a sigh of relief.

Soap slammed his hips back into yours, a loud scream and a sob ripped from your throat.

"Aww, poor bonnie.." He cooed, "Didnae mean to hurt ye,"

You couldn't form any coherent sentences as he rutted into you, your body rocking back and forth with the power of his thrusts.

His fingers were tormenting your poor clit, pinching and pulling at the sensitive nub as he smiled with a crazedexpression.

"I-It hurts! S-stop- N-no more!"

"Yer too fuckin' tight, love. So fuckin' good around me,"

"J-Johnny, please.. Help! H-help someone- Mmpff!-"

Soap captured your lips into a messy kiss, his tongue exploring every crevice and cavity. He sucked and licked at the roof of your mouth, his teeth biting at your bottom lip.

"Now, now, bonnie. Yer wouldn't want the neighbours to hear, would ye?" He covered your mouth with his hand and you sobbed, your eyes squeezing shut as he abused your cunt.

"That's it, lassie. Just let me fuck ye, nice and easy,"

Your body was wracked with sobs, torn between pain and pleasure. Your walls were clamping and fluttering around his cock, trying to milk him.

"Such a good girl," Soap moaned, "So good for me, aren't ye?"

"C-Can't breathe.." You whimpered in between sobs.

"But if I lift my hand, yer gonna start screaming and crying again, aren't ye?"

"N-No.."

"Don't lie, love," Soap smirked, "Yer such a naughty girl."

"I p-promise! Please- Need to breathe-" Your face was red from the lack of air and Soap chuckled.

"If ye say so, love," He slowly lifted his hand and you gasped, gulping in the air.

"P-Please! S-slow d-down- Ah!" You threw your head back, nails scratching at his arms.

"Beg fer it, bonnie. Beg fer it,"

"Please, slow down.. I-It's too much- J-Johnny please!" You whimpered.

"Alright, love. I'll give ye a break," Soap smirked, his hips slowing down. "See, I'm not that bad, am I?"

"N-No.." You whimpered softly as he petted your hair

"But I think ye need to thank me fer taking care of yer, hm?"

"T-Thank you," You mumbled, feeling his cock pull out, only the tip remaining.

"Ye think ye can take it a little more, lassie?" Soap grinned, "Ye want more, aye?"

"N-no! P-pull out, please!"

"Come on, love. We've come this far," Soap's voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine. "You love me, right? Ye wouldn't leave me hanging like this."

"I-I can't-"

"Oh, but ye can,"

"Please! I can't-"

"Say ye don't love me,"

"..."

"See? Come on.. Yer not a kid, bonnie. Ye can do it,"

"...O-okay, Johnny.."

"That's my good girl.." Soap cooed, pulling out slightly and slamming back into your abused cunt.

You muffled your screams into his shoulder and cried as he continued his ruthless pace. Your pussy was leaking and throbbing, the pleasure of his cock hitting all the right places.

"That's it, bonnie. Take all of me. Such a good girl for me, aren't ye? Ye take all my cock so well," He started playing with your clit and you thrashed, the stimulation becoming too much.

"Ahh-! S-Stop- I-It's too- Too m-much!"

"Yer close, aren't ye, love?"

You nodded frantically, tears streaming down your cheeks. "C-can't- P-pull out- N-Not ins-side-!"

"I'm sorry, bonnie. Can't do that,"

"N-No- Please, p-pull out-!" You sobbed.

"I'm afraid that's not gonna happen, lassie."

"No- N-No- I-It's coming-! P-pull out! N-not inside!" He cut you off with a deep kiss and you moaned, the pressure in your belly reaching its limit.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your orgasm washing over you. You screamed and thrashed, your back arching.

"There we go, love," Soap growled. "Take my load, love. I'm going to breed ye. Knock ye up, bonnie. Gonna fill ye with my seed," He grunted and came, his warm cum filling your womb and spilling out from the sides.

There was so much of it.

"N-no.. Don't like this.." You whined.

"Shhh," Soap kissed you again, "It's alright, love. Ye did so good,"

"Johnny..." You started crying again and he wrapped his arms around you.

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm here, bonnie. I've got ye," You pushed him away weakly.

"Now, don't be like that, bonnie. I just wanna hold ye." Soap pouted and you shook your head.

"Don't want you.. N-no.."

"But why, love? I thought ye loved me?" He smirked, knowing how you'd react.

"Y-you.. You didn't stop-" You weakly tried to get out of bed, but ended up on the floor.

"Aww, did ye hurt yerself, bonnie?"

"L-Leave me alone!"

Soap frowned, "Now that's not nice, lassie. Watch yer tone with me,"

"N-no! Stay away!"

Soap sighed and walked over to you. He picked you up and laid you back on the bed, your face red and blotchy. You kept on trying to push him away, but you were too weak.

"I'm going to have to clean ye up, aye? Ye wouldn't want to wake up all sticky, would ye?"

"L-Let me go!" You were struggling to push him back.

"Ye have no right to refuse me, bonnie." He said, "If ye keep pushing me, i might have to teach ye a lesson."

You didn't care and kept on trying to get away from him. In the midst of your struggle, you slipped your hands out of his hold and slapped him, hard.

His face turned red and his eyes were wide, a shocked expression on his face. He touched the spot where you hit him and chuckled, his laughter turning into a full blown fit.

"Getting feisty, are we, lassie? Yer a brave one, aren't ye?"

You gulped, afraid. You realised your mistake and quickly scrambled off the bed, stumbling to the other side of the room.

Soap was much faster, his large hands grabbing your waist and throwing you back on the bed. You screamed and tried to hit him, but he was faster.

"What did I tell ye, bonnie?"

"Y-You said n-nothing about this! I thought you were different!-" 

"Aye, ye liked my accent, didn't ye?"

"W-what-?"

"And ye thought I was a good guy, didn't ye? Aye, ye did,"

"I thought-"

"Ye young lassies are the same. So gullible," Soap smirked, his lips hovering near yours.

"Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that? Yer mine and I'm yers. Isn't that right, bonnie?"

You shook your head, tears running down your cheeks.

"That's right. Yer my sweet little girl, and I'm yer Johnny." He pulled you into his chest, a hand threateningly wrapped around your throat from behind. "And that means, yer gonna be nice and all cute with me, and we're gonna get along, aye?"

You sobbed and nodded, not wanting to make him angrier.

"Good, good. I'm glad yer smart, love,"

"L-Let me go, please.. I w-won't tell a-anyone.."

"Now, now. I'll let ye go once we're done here but it doesn't mean you get to go, if you know what I mean," He chuckled.

"D-don't touch me," You tried to sound intimidating but he only found it cute.

"I can't do that, lass. I already told ye. Yer my lassie, and I'm yer man." He kissed your forehead affectionately. "S'okay, yer gonna love it sooner or later, aye?"

"I-I'm scared.."

"No, don't be, love. M'still yer Johnny." He pressed a gentle kiss on the corner of your lips.

You sniffled and relaxed a little.

"Yer still so tense, love. How about we get ye cleaned up, aye?" His deceptively sweet voice contradicting the horror he had put you through.

"Now don't go anywhere.. Or i'll kill ye," He kissed the tip of your nose.

You nodded.

He left the room and went into the bathroom. He brought out a small basin and a washcloth. He soaked the washcloth in the basin and squeezed the excess water out.

"Spread yer legs for me, love. Nice and easy," You obeyed him, not wanting to make him mad.

He gently rubbed the warm cloth between your thighs, cleaning the dried cum and juices. 

"There ye go... Nice and easy.." He cooed as he softly cleaned you up as you whimpered softly.

"There's a good girl, ye did so well.."

You were still sobbing and hiccupping as he placed the washcloth back in the basin.

"Hurts.." You whined.

"What hurts, baby girl?"

"Down there.. Hurts.." Tears fell from your eyes as you complained.

"Aww, ye poor thing.. S'okay, I'll help ye..." He set the basin aside and pulled you into his chest.

You were still sobbing, trying to pull away from him, but his arms held you in place.

"Shhh.. It's okay, love... Ye did so good... Yer my good girl. Did so well for me..."

He gently stroked your hair and soothed you, whispering comforting words in your ear.

"I-It hurts so much.."

"I know.. M'sorry, bonnie.. Ye felt too good, m'couldn't help it.." He cooed, his voice gentle and warm.

"Why'd you have to be so rough? Why'd you have to hurt me like that?"

"S'because, love... Yer such a good girl, m'just wanted to show ye how much I love ye..." He smirked to himself as he watched you slowly relax in his arms.

"But it still hurts.."

"I promise I won't hurt ye like that again.."

"Please don't ever do this to me again.."

"I'm sorry, bonnie.." He cooed as he softly petted your hair.

You were silent except for the soft whimpering and sobbing.

"Are ye mad at me, love?"

"..."

"Ye can say yes, love... M'not mad at ye..."

You shook your head, not sure if you could answer him.

"I dunno.." You were confused, unsure how to feel.

"I'll be a better man, bonnie. I promise, I won't ever hurt ye again. Ye don't deserve to be treated this way."

"P-promise..?" Your tearful doe eyes met his icy blue ones.

"Aye, bonnie. I promise."

"Then I forgive you." You murmured as he hugged you tightly.

"Yer such a kind soul, lassie." He smirked to himself, his fingers gently rubbing the small of your back.

"Thank you.."

"Yer welcome, love."

"Can we get some sleep?" You asked, your voice hoarse. "M'so tired.."

"Aye, we can." He gently laid you down on the bed, kissing your forehead.

"Can you cuddle with me?" Soap’s cock jolted a bit in excitement from how pathetic you sounded.

"Sure, bonnie."

"Thank you..." You sniffled softly into his chest, desperately snuggling the warm skin for comfort.

"There, there.. I'm here, love.."

"I love you, Johnny.."

"M'love ye too, bonnie."

[joapmactavish]

imagine soap recognizing that you’re stressed out with your current work and he knows you guys can’t leave base so he sets up a blanket and pillows outside for you to stargaze -

| no warnings just fluff and jokes, reader calls ghost gay (real) , can be interpreted however you want (gn reader, f!reader, m!reader), can be platonic or romantic although my intentions are leaning on a romantic bond. dialogue color code: soap: light blue, price: purple, ghost: red, gaz: green(can you guys tell that i love them and want to put them all in my pocket) | • this is generally a softer portrayal of the guys, if u aren’t into that sorta thing that’s cool just a heads up •

“ca’mere lassie, wanna show you sumthin”

he leads you outside by the hand and you’re met with a little blanketed area on the soft grass , plush pillows and he’s even lit your favorite candles / incense - he lays down and opens his arms for you to join him and you both wrap your arms around eachother - your legs intertwined being as close as possible - feeling his heartbeat against you.

“i know there’s not much we can do here sweetness, and this may be cheesy but i know how much ye love random surprises, just wanted to give you a little change of routine tis all”

you scrunch your eyebrows at him saying it’s cheesy, “you do know i’m a sucker for anything cutesy you do johnny, but this is so sweet, look how bright the stars look! so pretty.”

“they look wonderful but they’re nothing compared to you bonnie, you’re my stars, my moon, my world, hell- the entire universe and you’ve made my life infinitely better”

you give him a pout and scooch up to give him a kiss, “nothing i say can be better than that, but just know i love you too and-“ you’re stuttering now and he chuckles “and- i agree but l- yknow- that- i-“ you take a quick pause and he nods at you teasingly, “you’re my world.”

the guys find you two outside and you end up finding yourself all together sharing the moment now, so of course you all have to adjust and make room.

your head is laying on soaps shoulder while he has his arm wrapped around you, price has his head laid against your legs, gaz is behind the 3 of you with his head on the same pillow soaps head is on but he’s laying on the opposite side and ghost is sitting criss cross (apple sauce ofc) by you all.

price lights his cigar and takes a deep sigh - tension leaving his body as he relaxes his shoulders .

“ya know y/n, you really do know how to bring us all together in your own goofy way.”

“WHAT?! I SET THIS UP?” soap replies and you gaz and ghost laugh.

“yeah was all him, not me cap’n! i swear!”

“ah yes, if it were you- there would’ve been tea.” he flicks the ash off the end of his cigar

soap rolls his eyes, “fuckin brits . . . never tired of the damn tea”

you don’t know how but you all end up out there all night - sharing jokes and stories, childhood memories, playfully making fun of eachother and cuddling like chumps, price asking you to run your hands through his scalp and huffing anytime you stop (like when a dog side eyes you as you stop petting them) and then quickly smiling when you continue - you even caught simon swinging his legs while you were sharing scary stories and you and gaz almost died of laughter

“that shit was gay as hell” and he just rolls his eyes and grunts

but what did it for soap was the fact that gaz starts snorting with his laugh, and you’re wheezing.

these men were known to be very intimidating scary beings, soldiers and fighters first - but ever since you joined them they started remembering to have more fun - being that they joined this line of work so early in their lives they lost most of the opportunity to just exist and be. after the shit they’ve been through in their lives, you manage to just strengthen the faith they have in humanity with your caring tendencies.

after a while you can hear price snoring and ghost lets out a “heh, the old man’s fell asleep”

price slurs out a tired “m’not sleepin- just resting my eyes soldier.”

“right, i too snore when i “”rest my eyes”” sir” gaz says,

you just shush them and giggle but lightly, not to stir price since he’s against you still, arm now wrapped around your leg.

[pinazee]

Season 2 final thoughts:

My apologies to my Psych mutuals, my hyperfixation took me on a trip to Hatchetfield and very soon it’ll be in cinderellas castle. It can’t be helped. I plan on finishing my rewatch, especially because I’m about to get into one of my favorite seasons, but it’ll probably be sporadic at best.

Here are my final thoughts on season 2!

This is the official season of lassie stumbling upon shawn and gus by happenstance. He does it in american duos, dis-lodged, black and tan, and im counting lassie standing in front of his pic at the museum. He can push them away as much as he wants but shawns like a boomerang.

I find it incredibly disrespectful that shawn and gus took credit for finding that dinosaur when that one guy literally died for it . Also im pretty sure it would be impossible for a t-rex to be discovered in california because it was all underwater at that time. But thats neither here nor there.

Shawn being a forgery/handwriting expert brings up a funny/depressing image of little shawn having to write lines but in different peoples handwritings

Shawn is an incredibly fast thinker! He saw this scene

And not only deduced what actually happened, but also came up with a cover story for him at the same time.

Word of the day Abulic: abnormal lack of ability to act or to make decisions. Psych writers just casually dropped that little pearl in the middle of a scene in the finale

Overall it was a great season! Juliet got some more scenes, plus her character is beginning to get fleshed out, Gus was even funnier than i remembered, the heartfelt moments were very well acted especially by james who nailed the whole avoidant turmoil of it all. Henry, though, as ive stated in previous posts, is a lot harder to watch as a full fledged adult. He’s just such a prick to shawn any chance he can get. I’m so curious if I’ll be able to forgive him myself down the road. I mean, no wonder Shawn split when he turned 18 and hardly spoke to him again. Man, i wish we could’ve seen Shawn right after he left cause that is one juicy peach. He’d just be all angsty, jumping from one job to the next, getting fired or losing interest (or my personal headcanon is that his gifts of seeing everything kept getting him in some sort of trouble kind of like Poker Face (with natasha lyonne)).

Shawns add’l talents/ random knowledge:

-sketching

-forgery/ handwriting

-can operate a forklift (i think thats what it was lol)

-chess

-tango

-Spanish (honorable mention- he knows enough to speak it passably so i added it) and possibly Portuguese though i bet he just learned the one random phrase to try to trap jann

-acting

-airport codes

Gus niche interests:

-reality tv/ spanish soap operas

-archaeology

-legal tender

-santa barbara models/fashion

Rankings

The Blueberry Tier

American duos

Shawn (and gus) of the dead

Sixty five million years off

Black and tan: a crime of fashion

Nectarina Dulce Tier

Bounty hunters!

Lights, Camera, Homicidio!

Green Apple Jacks t-shirt tier

If you’re so smart then why are you dead

Rob a bye baby

Gus’ dad may have killed an old guy

Theres something about Mira

Did-lodged

And down the stretch comes murder

Psy vs. psy

Genocide of color Tier (somewhere a rainbow is weeping)

The old and the restless

Zero to murder in sixty seconds

Meat is murder…but murder is also murder

[blu3b3rryj4mp1r3]

I love the swedish songs of mlp, even though I don't understand it I find more fun and stuff to listen to 😋. And also I love " Apples to the Core" ;as a country lassy that song hits a bit close to home X'D.

oh fun! Apples to the Core is such a good one, if I were to rank all mlp songs then it would definitely be in the highest teir 💖

yay! ^⌄^ it's always fun listening to different versions of the songs, sometimes one does someting the others don't that makes it stand out more, like how Rarity sings these fun high notes in the Danish version of Flawless for example!

[mosthomoeroticenemies]

The Contestants

Cherik (Professor X/Magneto) - X-Men

Fuffy (Faith Lehane/Buffy Summers) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Megop (Optimus Prime/Megatron) - Transformers

Curtwen (Curt Mega/Owen Carvour) - Spies are Forever

Thoschei (The Doctor/The Master) - Doctor Who

Perryshmirtz (Perry the Platypus/Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz) - Phineas and Ferb

Catradora (Adora/Catra) - She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Soukoku (Osamu Dazai/Chuuya Nakahara) - Bungo Stray Dogs

c!TnTDuo (c!Quackity/c!Wilbur Soot) - Dream SMP

Spy/Supervillain - Genghis Khan by Miike Snow

Batman/Joker - Lego Batman

Wrightworth (Phoenix Wright/Miles Edgeworth) - Ace Attorney

Batjokes (Batman/Joker) - Batman

Lawlight (L/Light Yagami) - Death Note

Bowiugi (Bowser/Luigi) - Mario

Stanarrator (Narrator/Stanley) - The Stanley Parable

Kidlaw (Eustass Kid/Trafalgar Law) - One Piece

Shuake (Goro Akechi/Akira Kurusu) - Persona 5

Cuttletavio (Craig Cuttlefish/DJ Octavio) - Splatoon

Gethan (Rupert Giles/Ethan Rayne) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Zosan (Roronoa Zoro/Sanji) - One Piece

ChellDOS (Chell/GLaDOS) - Portal

Jesus Christ/Judas Iscariot - The New Testament

Gwensuzie (Gwen Cooper/Suzie Costello) - Torchwood

Krisnix (Phoenix Wright/Kristoph Gavin) - Ace Attorney

Griffguts (Guts/Griffith) - Berserk

Hannigram (Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter) - Hannibal

Ghiralink (Ghirahim/Link) - Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword

Valvert (Javert/Jean Valjean) - Les Miserables

Abestache (Detective Abe Lincoln/Wilford Warfstache) - Markiplier Cinematic Universe

Sasunaru (Naruto/Sasuke) - Naruto

Jedediah/Octavius - Night at the Museum

Nami/Kalifa - One Piece

Gabv1el (V1/Gabriel) - Ultrakill

Kazumaji (Kazuma Kiryu/Goro Majima) - Yakuza

Zukka (Zuko/Sokka) - Avatar: The Last Airbender

Ineffable Husbands (Aziraphale/Crowley) - Good Omens

Billford (Bill Cipher/Stanford Pines) - Gravity Falls

Evelyn Deavor/Elastigirl - Incredibles 2

Jennifer Check/Needy Lesnicki - Jennifer’s Body

Kigo (Kim Possible/Shego) - Kim Possible

Sportarobbie (Sportacus/Robbie Rotten) - Lazy Town

Swan Queen (Emma Swan/Regina Mills) - Once Upon a Time

Hardenshipping (Magma Leader Maxie/Aqua Leader Archie) -Pokemon OmegaRuby and AlphaSapphire

Westley/Inigo Montoya - Princess Bride

Sonadow (Sonic/Shadow) - Sonic the Hedgehog

Plabs (Plankton/Mr. Krabs) - SpongeBob SquarePants

Kylux (General Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren) - Star Wars

Johnchurch (Merle Highchurch/John Hunger) - The Adventure Zone: Balance

Basigan (Professor Ratigan/Basil of Baker Street) - The Great Mouse Detective

LonelyEyes (Elias Buchard/Peter Lukas) - The Magnus Archives

Johnjack (Jack Harkness/John Hart) - Torchwood

Blicy (Bloom/Icy) - Winx Club

Riddlebat (Batman/The Riddler) - Batman comics

Shin Soukoku (Atsushi Nakajima/Ryuunosuke Akutagawa) - Bungo Stray Dogs

Snowbaz (Baz Pitch/Simon Snow) - Carry On

Komahina (Nagito Komaeda/Hajime Hinata) - Danganronpa

Wonder Woman/Cheetah - DC

Spamvil (Jevil/Spamton) - Deltarune

Rk1000 (Connor/Markus) - Detroit: Become Human

John McClane/Hans Gruber - Die Hard

Fenders (Fenris/Anders) - Dragon Age 2

Vegekaka (Goku/Vegeta) - Dragon Ball Z

Rapple (Apple White/Raven Queen) - Ever After High

Billdip (Bill Cipher/Dipper Pines) - Gravity Falls

Radiostatic (Vox/Alastor) - Hazbin Hotel

Sirdust (Angel Dust/Sir Pretious) - Hazbin Hotel

Fengqing (Feng Xin/Mu Qing) - Heaven Official’s Blessing

Blitzer (Blitzø/Striker) - Helluva Boss

Martha May Whovier/Betty Lou Who - How the Grinch Stole Christmas

ZaDr (Zim/Dib) - Invader Zim

Sarumi (Fushimi Saruhiko/Yata Misaki) - K Project

Metadede (King Dedede/Meta Knight) - Kirby

Gandalf/Sauron - Lord of the Rings

Island Husbands (Ben Linus/John Locke) - Lost

Metromind (Megamind/Metro Man) - Megamind

Sherliam (Sherlock Holmes/William James Moriarty) - Moriarty the Patriot

Bujeet (Buford/Bajeet) - Phineas and Ferb

Grovyle/Dusknoir - Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Time, Darkness, and Sky

Shassie (Shawn Spencer/Carlton “Lassie” Lassiter) - Psych

Rayaari (Raya/Namaari) - Raya and the Last Dragon

Tycutio (Mercutio/Tybalt) - Romeo and Juliet

Sherliam (Sherlock Holmes/James Moriarty) - Sherlock

Obikin (Anakin Skywalker/Obi-Wan Kenobi) - Star Wars

Obimaul (Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul) - Star Wars

Oncelax (The Onceler/The Lorax) - The Lorax

Owen Harper/Mark Lynch - Torchwood

Lord Hater/Wander - Wander Over Yonder

Gelphie (Elphaba/Galinda) - Wicked

Cruellanita (Cruella de Vil/Anita) - 101 Dalmations

Angelo Lagusa/Nero Vanetti - 91 Days

Discotrain (The Conductor/DJ Grooves) - A Hat in Time

Klapollo (Klavier Gavin/Apollo Justice) - Ace Attorney

Wrightdot (Godot/Phoenix Wright) - Ace Attorney

Kaneda/Tetsuo - Akira

Sydney Bristow/Lauren Reed - Alias

Ellen Ripley/The Xenomorph - Alien

Zadison (Zoe Benson/Madison Montgomery) - American Horror Story: Coven

Sterling Archer/Barry Dylan - Archer

Y’all (The Poll Takers)/Me (The Poll Maker) - askeletonwar

Just Walk Out!/Papyrus - askeletonwar

Londo Mollari/G’kar - Babylon 5

Rampage/Depth Charge - Beast Wars: Transformers

Pinariz (Riz/Pina) - Beastars

Kunieda Aoi/Hildegarde - Beezlebub

Sebagrell (Grell/Sebastian) - Black Butler

Gus Fring/Walter White - Breaking Bad

Spangel (Spike/Angel) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Spuffy (Spike/Buffy) - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Winteriron (Tony Stark/The Winter Soldier) - Captain America: Civil War

Stucky (Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes) - Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Carulia (Carmen Sandiego/Julia Argent) - Carmen Sandiego

Macavity/Munkustrap - Cats (1998)

Caius Marcius Coriolanus/Tullus Aufidius - Coriolanus

Dean Pelton/Dean Spreck - Community

Shadowghast (Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss) - Critical Role

Blumentrio (Caleb Widogast/Eadwulf Grieve/Astrid Becke) -Critical Role

Theopin (Lapin Cadbury/Sir Theobald Gumbar) - D20: A Crown of Candy

Hero/Villain - dannyphantom.exe

Clex (Superman/Lex Luthor) - DC

Babsquinn (Batgirl/Harley Quinn) - DC

Seavil (Jevil/Seam) - Deltarune

Rengoku Kyoujurou/Akaza - Demon Slayer

Mal/Uma - Descendants

Reed800 (Connor/Gavin Reed) - Detroit: Become Human

Ryokira (Akira/Ryo) - Devilman

Maxwil (Maxwell/Wilson) - Don't Starve

Nikki/Mackenzie - Dork Diaries

Gell/Frisky - Dot X

Dr. Horrible/Captain Hammer - Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog

Count Dracula/Jonathan Harker - Dracula

Joan Watson/Jamie Moriarty - Elementary

Zerxus Ilerez/Asmodeus - Exandria Unlimited: Calamity

Gratsu (Natsu Dragneel/Gray Fullbuster) - Fairy Tail

Gary/John - Faith

Peter Griffin/The Chicken - Family Guy

John Crichton/Scorpius - Farscape

Emiya Archer/Cu Chulainn - Fate Stay Night

Angeal Hewley/Genesis Rhapsodos/Sephiroth - Final Fantasy VII

Cidnero (Nero tol Scaeva/Cid Garlond) - Final Fantasy XIV

Willry (Henry Emily/William Afton) - Five Nights at Freddy’s

Victor Frankenstein/The Monster - Frankenstein

Cure Peach/Eas - Fresh Pretty Cure!

Haikaveh (Alhaitham/Kaveh) - Genshin Impact

Sugio (Sugimoto/Ogata) - Golden Kamuy

Nygmobblepot (Edward Nygma/Oswald Cobblepot) - Gotham

Mabifica (Mabel Pines/Pacifica Northwest) - Gravity Falls

Kagehina (Hinata/Kageyama) - Haikyuu!

[oepionie]

my wittle pookie wookie wifey water lily snookie shmuckins huggy wuggy spicy honey bunny caramel sugar apple sweetie boo bear my princess kitten whiskers daddy babygirl love of my life mr. sassy lassy the moon to my stars bunckins with a peachy ass yes babe my beloved better half owner of my heart sugarplum <3

[lagolagomorph]

DQ Characters and their Favorite Desserts Thread:

Alef: Something plain, but Gwaelin made it so it's his favorite

Gwaelin: Shortbread with a flower embedded into it

Middenhall: Blueberry Pie

Cannock: Carrot Cake

Moonbrooke: Strawberry Sorbet

Erdrik: He has no favorite, but he likes a good chocolate croissant

Solo: Pistachio Ice Cream

Sofia: Mint Chip Ice Cream

Alena: Tiger Tiger Ice Cream or anything Apple

Borya: Licorice Funsorts

Kiryl: Melon Soda (but he will pretend it's something else)

Maya: Gulab Jamun with lots of rose syrup

Meena: Thick Mango Lassi

Torneko: There isn't much he dislikes, but his favorite are his wife's hot cross buns

Ragnar: Not a fan of sweets, but sometimes eats a hard candy if the local kids offer him some

Madason/Five: Dark Chocolate Ganache

Bianca: Angel Food Cake with Strawberries and Whip Cream

Nera: Angel Food Cake with Blueberries and Whip Cream

Deborah: Angel Food Cake with Blackberries and Whip Cream

Parry: All Desserts. He loves them!!!

Madchen: mostly plain desserts, like Scones

Sancho: Big cinnamon fan, loves Cinnamon Buns

Reck/Six: Not into sweets, but he does like a good gingerbread

Carver: he loves marshmallows

Millie: Shortbread with tea

Ashlynn: Strawberry Parfait

Terry: hates sweets. (But will have shortbread with his sister.)

Amon: a good chocolate parfait

Arus/Seven: Anything his mom or Maribel makes. He loves sweets!

Maribel: Apple Pie with Ice Cream

Keifer: Lemon Merangue

Gabo/Ruff: Shouldn't really have sweets, but he really likes chocolate.

Aishe: Bonbons, but only after meeting Arus, otherwise, none.

Mervyn: old man Caramels. Anything else might kill him

Eight: he's a big fan of Coconut, because it's so rare, like a coconut creme pie

Yangus: not a huge fan of sweets, but he does like a good raspberry tart

Jessica: she adores fancy little pastries, especially tiramisu

Angelo: Black Forest Cake, or other such elegant desserts

Trode: he's a fan of scones, especially if Medea makes them

Medea: Scones- she hates carrot cake

Nine: Angel Food Cake with Fig paste and mousse

(Haven't played 10....)

Eleven: A plain chocolate chip cookie (Gemma's are his favorite)

Gemma: Lemon Squares

Erik: Vínarterta or Randalin- it's a layered Icelandic cake

Veronica: Strawberry Shortcake

Serena: Lemon Shortcake

Sylv: Something extravagant and elegant! Style over substance, but they would like rose flavoured stuff

Rab: Scones, specifically Apple cinnamon

Jade: She has a secret sweet tooth for dark chocolate cake with pomegranate filling

Hendrik: hates sweets, but will eat them out of politeness. Probably would like coffee cake

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Jimmi Simpson Has A Disappointing Update About A Return In Psych The Movie 4, But Promises "Mary Will Never Die"

Simpson also discussed the possibility of reprising his role as Mary Lightly in the fourth Psych movie. Although Mary died during the television series' fourth season, he has returned a number of times. Simpson reprised Mary Lightly in a dream sequence in both Psych: The Movie and Psych 2: Lassie Comes Home. Simpson also explained why he has returned to Psych so many times, even after his death.

Jimmi Simpson: Yeah, I don't think so. But here's the thing. James Roday is my ride or die. James Rodriguez is my ride or die. Half the times early on, the reason why Mary kept coming back is, I don't know, early on I needed health insurance. James was like, Well, I'll come up with a reason why Mary's back, and so I'll always be a part of Psych that will not be the last one. He's always throwing ideas at me of, What about this? What about this? And I'm always like, yes, yes, yes. Mary will never die. Don't worry.

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Hello ! After searching for answers on my own but English not being my first language so I wasn’t sure of the tone, I’m at a loss so I’m here ! I’d like to find some nicknames that an older character calls a younger one but not as a cutesy way, more as teasy but at the same time not falling into being mean, stuff like "pipsqeak". If you have anything I’d be very happy ^^.

Non-Cutesy Nicknames for Younger Characters

I see where you're going with cute but not mean, so it's important to note that "pipsqueak" means "one who is small or insignificant," so it's mocking the young character's smaller size. Along those same lines would be: shrimp, squirt, half-pint, twerp, munchkin, sprout, small fry, junior, shortie, and whippersnapper. Also: Little Brother/Sister/Bro/Sis

General nicknames, which aren't size-related (but which are sometimes used snarkily toward other adults):

-- Kid -- Kiddo -- Bud/Buddy -- Pal -- Lad/Laddie/Lass/Lassie

More often than not based on the older character's first impression of the younger character due to appearance, behavior, actions, abilities, or situation.

For a young character who is/appears to be bossy, assertive, or a strong leader:

-- Chief -- Captain -- Boss -- Major -- General -- Commander -- Big Cheese -- Top Dog -- Kingpin -- Big Shot -- Big Wig -- Sheriff

For a young character who is/appears to be bold or high-spirited: -- Firecracker -- Tiger -- Sparky -- Spark Plug -- Turbo -- Fireball -- Flash For a young character who is/appears to be courageous/brave: -- Hero -- Braveheart -- Lionheart -- Dare Devil For a young character who is/appears to be a troublemaker:

-- Mischief -- Rascal -- Rebel -- Wildcat -- Menace -- Trouble

For a young person who is/appears to be tough, fierce, a fighter: -- Buster -- Bruiser -- Slugger -- Wrecker -- Chainsaw -- Hulk -- Spike For a young person who is/appears to be strong/athletic: -- Champ -- Slugger -- Sport -- Muscles For a young person with a strong ability or skill:

-- Ace -- Champ -- Genius -- Wizard -- Crackerjack -- Hotshot -- Maverick -- Superstar -- Whiz -- Hot Stuff -- Old Hand

Nicknames can also be based on other things about the young character, their situation, or how they met: Blue Eyes, Red (for a redhead), Chatterbox (talkative, or ironically for someone who's quiet), Apple Thief (they met when youngster was stealing an apple), NYC (the youngster came from New York), Dinner Plate (the initially alarmed youngster threw a dinner plate at them), Soda Pop (the youngster is wearing a Coca-Cola t-shirt)...

In other words, don't be afraid to brainstorm a bit and see if you can find something that is unique to the characters and situation.

I hope that helps!

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